It's been several years since the Trottingtons addopted Oblivia. While the little Changeling is allowed to walk around the house in her true form, she has to use her Starcatcher guise whenever they go outside. Oblivia's been going through rough times, as she sees her friends less often and her new parents don't exactly know how to take care of a Changeling. Mrs. Trottington has suggested to inform princess Celestia about the Changeling living in Manehattan. And while Oblivia's worried about what might happen to her, she's agreed to meet the princess, if only to clarify that not all Changelings are evil.
"But do I have to meet her in my true form, dad?" Oblivia asks reluctantly.
"Yes, my dear. If she tries anything that would hurt you, we'll protect you."
"You're the best, dad!".
Celestia arrives a few days later, wishing to speak with Oblivia first. The Changeling walks up to the princess, bowing like she's been told to.
"You must be Oblivia. I can already see you're not the typical Changeling I've seen in Canterlot."
Oblivia shakes her head, explaining "Changelings are like insects. We live in hives led by a single queen. I am not part of the Chrysalis hive, or any hive in Equestria."
"Then how did you end up in Manehattan?" Celestia asks curiously.
"I snuck onto a cargo train from the Gryphon lands and ended up just outside this town. I found myself at an orphanage, hoping to get some love to regain my strength. After being treated heavenly by these two ponies behind you, I've started to experience what love feels like, and that it's not just food. The Trottingtons were the first to accept my true self and their love for me didn't change one bit. I could tell that they'll always see me as one of their own. I wanted to return that love to them. And they adopted me. I assure you, your highness, I have no interest in causing trouble. I want to live a normal life. Nothing more, nothing less."
Celestia smiles at this and turns to the Trottingtons, "She's allowed to stay. She's a smart child. Smarter than Chrysalis. Take good care of her." That said, Celestia leaves and Oblivia sighs relieved.
"I can stay with my family. With the ponies I love..."
Several years go by. Celestia has offered the Changelings a place in Equestria where they can survive on the love of the ponies, as long as they don't cause trouble. Meanwhile Oblivia has grown into a young adult, very beautiful, for a Changeling of course. Her butterfly wings having grown over time and her horn has gotten longer. Her parents have decided its time for her to get a house of her own, aswell as a job.
"All of Equestria has accepted the fact that there are Changelings living here now. There's no need for you to hide behind a mask." Mister Trottington says as he turns to his Changeling daughter.
"I know father, I know. I've stopped disguising myself after seeing other Changelings on a daily basis. I do miss looking like Starcatcher at times." Oblivia replies softly.
Not long after, Oblivia's out in the streets, looking for a house. It doesn't take long or she finds a nice house at a reasonable price. About one thousand bits. Oblivia buys it and takes a look around. It's got a large kitchen, a living room and a dining room the last one large enough for two families. The second floor contains a bathroom, a bedroom and a study room. Of course, Oblivia used her remaining bits for her job and furniture. She has no need for food, as she can just feed on love.
I love this place already! It's perfect.
"Hello? Anyone home?!" someone calls from the front door.
Oblivia opens the door to be met by a white unicorn with a purple mane. Oblivia quickly recognizes the mare as Sapphire Shores' costume designer, Rarity.
"Welcome to my house, miss Rarity. Allow me to ask, why are you here?" Oblivia asks in a way that's not making her sound too annoyed.
"Oh, darling, I've wanted to meet you since I figured out you were a Changeling. And now I see just how smashing a Changeling can look!" the mare states, showing a notable admiration for Oblivia, causing her face to get a red hue.
"Oh, please, I'm not that special..."
"Nonsense, dear! You're one of the most beautiful Changelings out there."
Oblivia sighs, "It's the butterfly wings, isn't it?"
"Well, that and your yellow mane and eyes. Most Changelings I see have little to no mane at all and their eyes are blue."
"Yeah, those are Changelings from the Chrysalis hive. Every hive has distinct features, such as the one I used to be part of. My hive's Changelings were black with yellow, and had butterfly wings instead of the typical insect wings you normally see."
Rarity gives a short snicker, "You should meet my friend Twilight Sparkle. I'm sure she'd love to hear more about it. Ever since they've been allowed in Equestria, she's been studying Changelings."
Oblivia states that she'll be sure to do that someday, but that first, she needs some rest. After all, it's been a long and tiresome day and meeting a famous pony known for having saved Equestria many times didn't quite help. As Rarity leaves, Oblivia climbs into her bed and falls asleep.