How'd that Changeling end up at the wedding anyway? Read on for his tale of woe and inconvenience at the hooves of a lazy and paranoid Queen Chrysalis.

If this feels rushed, it's because I wrote it in the hour and a half after the episode ended, hoping to be the first one to address the topic with a story. Then the finicky approval pipeline happened. But rather than complain about that, I'd like to take a moment to thank the story-approvers for the vital but inglorious work they do. They've had to trudge through 55 of my abominations, and anypony (or 'ling) who can survive that has my immense respect.

Happy reading!