Cadance turned away from the deactivated crystal ball, stomping across the room of her small apartment. She tried taking deep breaths, mirroring the motion of her chest with one hoof, but even her go-to calming technique could do nothing when her teeth were clenched tight enough to crush boulders. Giving up, she scooped a pile of darts up in her magic and began to peg them into a picture of Chrysalis that was pinned to a dartboard across the room.
Why does Chrysalis have to ruin every... single... thing?! With each word, she slammed a dart into the picture with a wall-rattling thump.
First had been her wedding. The day she'd dreamed of since even before becoming a Princess and the literal embodiment of love. The day that should have been perfect. Instead, she'd been kidnapped, knocked unconscious, locked in a cave beneath Canterlot, half starved, had her husband-to-be brainwashed and nearly stolen from her, had her Aunt knocked out and imprisoned, and to top everything off, the kingdom that was her responsibility had been taken, however briefly, away from her.
But that hadn’t been enough. Oh, no. Now Queen Chrysalis was back, attacking Cadance’s family once again, this time going after her very own sister-in-law. Cadance’s shock at reading Shining Armor’s letter about Twilight’s marriage had quickly given way to a burning, molten anger, as she contemplated all the horrible ways the changeling had warped the minds of those closest to her. She’d immediately made plans to head for Canterlot to free them, only to be hit with another shock as a wedding invitation arrived less than a day later. Clearly the corruption had spread further than she’d thought, and so she had spent days readying herself—girding her mind with spells to resist whatever tricks Chrysalis tried this time, fortifying her body with powerful shields, and steeling herself against the prospect of Chrysalis using her own family against her.
To her surprise, Chrysalis had sought her out as soon as she'd arrived in Canterlot. Cadance had agreed, and spent hours scouting out the meeting location, preparing wards, planning escape routes, and getting a feel for the type of ponies in the tavern to see if any were changelings. With a deep breath, senses on full alert, suspicious and cautious of everything, she had gone in to meet Queen Chrysalis face-to-face.
What she had been met with instead had been the cruelest, most twisted joke of all: the changeling actually thought she was in love with Twilight. It would have been funny, if it hadn’t been both so sad and so incredibly dangerous. As long as she held the delusion that she was capable of love, Chrysalis was a threat to Canterlot and everypony in Equestria. Motivated solely by a lust for power, the Queen had come within a hair of conquering the kingdom. But if her 'love' was rejected, if her despair and anger caused her to start lashing out, if it became personal...
Chrysalis had explained everything that had happened: her wedding to Twilight, Twilight's confession that she wasn't actually in love with Chrysalis, and Chrysalis's declaration that she would win Twilight's heart. As she'd listened to the changeling's story and plea for assistance, a plan had crystallized in Cadance's mind. She would give Chrysalis advice… advice that would prove to Twilight once and for all that the changeling was incapable of love, that she was as uncaring and callous as Cadance knew she was. It was the best chance to get the whole mess cleared up without violence; the changeling’s illusion of love would force her to accept Twilight’s rejection and she would slink off back to her hive, and everypony would be happy.
And the near-collapse of that plan was what had Cadance so infuriated. The changeling had had the arrogance, the sheer, unmitigated gall, to reject her advice. Her, the Princess of Love herself!
The first date had gone perfectly. Chrysalis had done everything Cadance had told her to through the magical earring, being her usual cold, dismissive self. Convincing the changeling to leave in the middle of the meal had taken some doing—she’d had to spring that idea on Chrysalis without warning, because if she’d told her beforehoof there would have been nothing but argument, followed by a failure to actually accomplish the task. But by giving her the order in the middle of the dinner, she’d been able to pressure Chrysalis, ordering her to either leave or make do without advice. Reluctant and dragging her hooves, Chrysalis had complied, and Cadance had spent the rest of the night giggling with glee at how well everything had gone.
But the next day, disaster had struck.
Panicked by Twilight’s letter, Chrysalis hadn't even bothered to consult with Cadance before heading out to abduct the Princess and take her on another date. And somehow, somehow, she had actually managed to come up with a meaningful and romantic date, completely undoing all of Cadance’s work from the night before. She might have even made ground on tricking Twilight into loving her!
Cadance had been livid, and had verbally torn a strip off Chrysalis’s hide—well, carapace—but the changeling had just nodded sadly, acting apologetic while still stubbornly refusing to admit she was wrong.
Things had not gone well after that. Every bit of progress Cadance made was undone by Chrysalis either refusing to obey her commands or going rogue on a date and ignoring repeated orders to stop treating Twilight with kindness. Cadance reprimanded Chrysalis each time it happened, but there was a limit to how far she could go. No matter what she threatened, she couldn’t actually abandon the changeling to her own devices. She hadn’t even dared trying to push Chrysalis into doing something as extreme as leaving Twilight during a date, either. If she had, and Chrysalis refused, the changeling might have figured out how powerless Cadance actually was in their relationship. So she had to sit there, watching through the crystal ball and fuming, as the changeling pretended to love her sister. As the changeling pretended she had a heart.
Cadance sighed, trotting over to pull the darts out of the board and inspect the picture. In it, Chrysalis was snarling—for some reason, she was always snarling in every photo that was taken of her—and thanks to the darts, she currently had more holes in the picture than she did in real life. Cadance let the picture fall in a nearby trashcan, and pulled another off the tall stack that stood nearby. She’d already gone through half of them over the past six months. Three broken dartboards also lay littered about the floor of the small apartment—they were at least somewhat more sturdy than the photographs.
She didn’t truly hate Chrysalis. And she knew, for a fact, that the changeling did have a heart. After all, she clearly cared about her children more than anything; Cadance had heard her talk about them often enough to know that was true. But the idea that a changeling could love a pony was ridiculous. Ponies produced love, and changelings consumed it. The end. It was a relationship that only went one way; reversing it somehow was unthinkable.
There was no hate in Cadance’s heart. None at all, she assured herself firmly, nodding. But there was an order to the world, a place for each pony, changeling and other creature. Nowhere in that order did changelings love ponies. She didn’t begrudge the changelings the love they ate—after all, her love was for all the creatures of the world, even if they were parasites, and it brought her nothing but joy to know her love was so, well, loved. But changelings loving, rather than stealing and consuming love, was just… unnatural. It went against everything she knew about their kind.
Besides, as Princess of Love she had a duty to make sure her love was used wisely and responsibly, and to make sure ponies loved who they were supposed to love. To make sure that they would love ponies (or other creatures) that would return their love properly. That, more than anything else, was what this was all about.
She’d already planned Twilight’s love life out for the next half century, and nowhere in that plan was Queen Chrysalis, or any changelings at all for that matter. Sunset Shimmer coming through the mirror portal in Cadance's very own castle had been a stroke of luck; she'd convinced her aunts that Twilight should follow through alone, and the newly-minted Princess had been able to have her first little fling on the other side. Cadance had even arranged for Twilight to get together with the Flash Sentry of this world afterwards, and had watched with approval as they drifted apart after the first little spark of interest. That had been a nice, safe way for Twilight to experience a bit of romance.
After all, Twilight had a long road ahead, and at the end of it lay the Princess of the Sun. Celestia thought she was being subtle about her little crush, but she couldn’t fool the Princess of Love, and Cadance could think of no better gift for her aunt than the pony she loved.
Or, maybe Princess Luna would be the pony for Twilight. There could be a certain coolness between the two at times, but Luna's gratefulness to the pony who had saved her from her own jealousy was abundant and obvious. It would be easy, too; a night spent stargazing, their hooves touch, their eyes meet… and then magic is made under the night sky.
For that matter, there were any number of ponies that were appropriate for Twilight—ponies, or griffins, or dragons. Even Discord was a better option, for Celestia's sake.
Because the point was, none of them were changelings. They would love Twilight the way she deserved to be loved, and they would deserve the love that Twilight would give back to them. Queen Chrysalis could do neither of those things.
Yes. She had a plan, and Chrysalis’s appearance in it was merely an anomaly that she would correct, whatever it took.
It’s not like Twilight, or anypony, could ever love Chrysalis anyway, she thought with a shudder, stretching out on a couch to relax before the most important date of her life. Nothing that changeling did could endear her to a pony. Why, just look at how she had acted during a simple walk in the park…
The night was warm, cooled by a breeze that pushed a few wispy clouds across the sky. Luna's moon seemed brighter than ever, and the stars twinkled cheerfully as they looked down on Canterlot Central Park. Between the park's trees, ponies walked, many of them couples out for a romantic stroll, but most just there to enjoy a beautiful night.
"See? Isn't this nice?" asked Twilight with a hopeful smile, ignoring the invisible circle around them that the other couples wouldn't cross into.
"Oh yes, walking through a field with trees is… I believe the word you would use is 'woo'", replied Chrysalis dolefully.
"It's a park, not a field with trees," scolded Twilight. "How can you not enjoy this? The night is beautiful, the grass is green…"
"I will admit this night is quite pleasant. The Moon Princess does good work." Twilight turned, a glare forming on her face, and Chrysalis held up a hoof hurriedly. "She said I could call her that!"
Twilight held her suspicious gaze for a moment longer, then gave a small nod, and Chrysalis surreptitiously let out the breath she'd been holding.
"But yes, I am enjoying the night. Luna has said she may let me design the stars one night, and I look forward to it."
"She actually asked you to do that?!" gasped Twilight, and let out a small 'squee!' when Chrysalis nodded in puzzlement. "It was years before she asked me to! Oh, I'm so happy to see you learning about friendship!"
"Friendship is… pushing it a bit far," said Chrysalis uncomfortably, looking away. "We merely like spending a little bit of time together, doing things we both enjoy, talking…"
"That is friendship, you big silly changeling!" Twilight gave Chrysalis a push on the shoulder, and she turned away.
"I don't want to talk about this anymore," Chrysalis said grumpily.
"Fine, fine." Twilight rolled her eyes, but she had a happy smile on her face. "Let's talk about the grass, then. What don't you like about that?"
"Look at it!" cried Chrysalis, with a vicious jab of her hoof towards the side of the path that sent a couple sitting under a tree running for cover. "It's green! Such a hideous color!"
"But… I've never seen anything more green than the inside of your hive, and you're almost half green—"
"Those are proper greens!" declared Chrysalis imperiously. "The greens of my eyes, my mane, my shell. The green of slime, shimmering gently on a hive wall, the green of a pod filled with a fresh victim—"
"Okay, those are all good greens," Twilight said hurriedly, glancing around at their fellow walkers, who were now shying away more than ever. "What's wrong with the grass's green?"
"It's… plant green." Chrysalis shuddered. "Disgusting."
"Okay, you don't like the grass. Fine." Twilight humphed angrily. "Maybe we should just call this night off right here, then."
"I would be more than glad to," sneered Chrysalis, and Twilight spun to face her, face shocked and hurt.
"No, wait! I mean… don't leave. Please. I do like it here. Because you're here."
She smiled pleadingly, the ear that she wore an earring in flicking as though shooing away a fly, and finally Twilight smiled back.
"Okay. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that anyway. And… I like being here with you too."
Their eyes met, their smiles deepening, and Chrysalis's ear began fluttering like a flag in a gale. After a moment, they began walking again, side by side and closer than before.
Eventually they reached a fountain. A statue stood upon its stone plinth, depicting Princess Celestia and Princess Luna rearing up, hooves held to the sky as though blessing their city. And, in a bizarre and hilarious touch, water sprayed from their mouths. Twilight knew for a fact that both Princesses had overlooked that little fact prior to the fountain's construction, and that Celestia had been trying for years to get 'that abomination' removed from the park.
But here, in the night, it didn't look so bad. The water that arced up and then drifted down in a spray danced in the light from the nearby lampposts, seeming almost to glow on its own. Twilight smiled happily at the sight, and trotted ahead quickly to lay on its edge.
"Come on," she said, beckoning Chrysalis over with a toss of her head before turning to trail a hoof in the water.
"This is perfect," whispered Cadance in Chrysalis's ear before she could move. "Splash her with water when you sit next to her."
"What? But, her dress—"
"Yes, it will get all wet!" said Cadance triumphantly. "Get her mane, too. Try to get her as wet as you can before she finally leaves."
"I-I don't know… I don't think she likes getting wet. I mean, you ponies have all that fur…"
"Trust me, she'll like it if you do it," Cadance said with confidence. "Make sure to laugh at her, too."
Chrysalis still hesitated, shuffling her hooves, but suddenly a mischievous smile grew on her face. "Actually, I have an even better idea," she said with a smooth chuckle.
She slunk closer to Twilight, creeping along with her belly nearly on the ground, then suddenly lunged forward and shoved her with two hooves. The Princess flew into the fountain, thrashing and sputtering, and Cadance had to lean back from the crystal ball and put her hooves over her mouth to smother her laughter. That was a better idea!
Twilight got her hooves under herself and stood up, water running off her back in streams, her mane and dress sticking to her body. She glared down with puffed out cheeks at Chrysalis, who was rolling back and forth on her shell and laughing like a madpony.
"And just what do you think is so funny?" growled the dripping pony.
"Insult her!" cried Cadance, having gotten her own laughter under control. "Make a joke about her!"
"I'm laughing," said Chrysalis, pushing herself up on one hoof to smirk at Twilight, "Because I always thought you were a bit of a drip, and now I know for sure."
"A drip, huh?" said Twilight with a glare, her horn glowing. "Well, I don't think I'm the only one…"
Chrysalis blinked, realizing that the fountain seemed to have suddenly stopped running. She looked up, into an enormous ball of water held in Twilight's magic. Futilely, she tried scrambling to her hooves, not even coming close before the entire ball fell straight down on her.
Dripping, Chrysalis rose slowly above the edge of the fountain, water beading on her carapace. Her mane hadn't been affected much by the water, aside from sticking to her face, but her tail now drooped to the ground and lay in a puddle. She glared angrily at the smirking pony standing in the fountain.
"Looks like I was right," said Twilight smugly.
Chrysalis held her glare for a moment longer, then spoke three furious words.
"You are dead."
She launched herself at the soaked Princess, who squealed and tried to run away. She was too slow, though, and Chrysalis caught her and dunked her head in the water. Chrysalis pulled back to gloat at Twilight as she sputtered and laughed, which gave the Princess the opportunity to kick the changeling's forelegs out from under her and send her tumbling down into the water as well.
Cadance shuddered again as she recalled that horrific scene. Chrysalis had actually been trying to drown Twilight, and laughing as she did it! Luckily, Twilight had been able to fight back until the changeling had finally relented and let her scramble out of the fountain. Even then, Twilight had been so traumatized by the experience she'd been too scared to try and leave Chrysalis's side, and she'd been forced to spend several more hours with the changeling before finally making her escape.
The worst part had been the next few days, although Cadance hadn't learned so until later. After getting wet and spending the night out in the air, Twilight had caught a cold and been confined to her bed, shivering and coughing. It had broken Cadance's heart that she hadn't been able to help her, and instead Twilight had been forced to make do with Chrysalis. The things Chrysalis had done while trying to take care of Twilight had been horrifying to learn.
The fact that Twilight still hadn't told Chrysalis to get lost was absolutely baffling to Cadance. At this point, she was putting it down to Twilight's sheer terror of the changeling, her fear at what Chrysalis would do if she were shunned. Celestia knew the changeling was violent and erratic; there was no telling what she might do if her fictional 'love' were thrown back in her face.
There was one other possibility she'd been considering: some kind of subtle brainwashing, maybe a poison or venom of some sort. The leftovers of Twilight's food she'd managed to get ahold of hadn't shown anything, but it was possible Chrysalis was biting her while Cadance wasn't watching, or maybe exuding an invisible gas of some kind. They also seemed to spend a suspicious amount of time looking into each other's eyes, and she couldn't rule out that Chrysalis was hypnotizing her during those moments.
She had to figure out how Chrysalis was tricking Twilight like this. There was no other way that monster could get real love, and if taking it away from her was what she needed to do, well then it was perfect that her revenge could be such a delicious bit of ironic justice—
No, no! Cadance put a hoof to her forehead, taking a deep breath. This wasn't about revenge. This wasn't even about Chrysalis. It was about one thing and one thing only: Twilight.
She had to save Twilight. She'd known Twilight since foalsitting her when she was a filly, she was her sister, and on top of all that they were good friends. She owed it to Twilight to save her, to free her from the changeling's clutches and find her somepony that could actually love her. Not only was it something she had to do as a friend and family member, but she was the Princess of Love. It was her responsibility, her duty, to see that Twilight and Chrysalis were no longer together, making a mockery of the very concept of love. It didn't matter what she had to do to stop them, either; she had justice and righteousness on her side.
She pushed herself off the couch, getting to her hooves and trotting over to the table that held the crystal ball. She stopped once in front of it, gazing lovingly at its shining surface, and reached out with a hoof to gently caress it.
"Don't you worry about a thing, Twilight." she whispered softly. "I'm going to save you."
Damn, when/if Twilight finds out about this, she is going to be fucking livid. Like, glowing eyes and mane of fire mad.
Edit: This.
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And that was back when she was still a unicorn, so just picture alicorn rage.
yea cadence hold a massive hate for the changeling,
and dear cadence you of all pony should knew there are many types of love
And seeing you "rescuing" Twilight from Chrysalis royally backfiring in which she may never want to see you ever again in three... two... one...
To paraphrase Jeff Bridges' character from Tron Legacy ....
Oh Cadance.... what have you become?
Yeesh , some Princess of Love she is...
I was the first to mention that she had her reasons but...wow.
She isn't evil , just deluded to the max or/and stupid. Most likely both , even if it's likely her delusion caused her stupidity.
She needs some help , badly. It's a wonder Shinning didn't catch on , but I hope he does before it's to late , both for Chryssy , Twilly and Cadance sake. Cadance in her right state of mind would be disgusted by what she became here...
If Cadance with her deluded mind describes it like that , I want to know what happened , since it must have been hilarious.
Well good on ya for explaining this. Though I feel that the stewing in suspense does create a form of appeal...
Maybe that's while a lot of the good stories on this site are never updated. They're not dead. They're just resting.
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Aaaand cue gratuitous racisim towards Changelings.
Wow. You have made Cadence a narrow-minded asshole. I'm fine with this, but only if she gets some serious retribution later on.
Fuck her.
she really must be deluded if she's missing these signals: Twilight and Chrysalis' relationship is so paint by number good at this point there no way anyone mentally sound would miss it.
Also, I know she's not thinking right, but I'll never understand people who say "BECAUSE I FORCED THEM TO X Y MUST BE TRUE!" Completely disregarding the causality there.
Cadance.... you have a hate-boner for Chrysalis. I am sorry to say, you can't deny it. Full. On. Hate-boner.
Lesson Zero: Cadance Style (A.K.A: Love Hurts)
Things guarantee to escalate quickly than the Pinkie's speed from this point onward...
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DOES MIDNIGHT SPARKLE HAVE TO CHOKE A BITCH!?!
Cadence, please learn to do your job. I know you hate Chrysalis to the point where you'll view her acts as negative despite arguments showing little to no ill intentions, but you're not doing it right. If you want to solve this problem, even though there most likely is none, do it correctly.
Gladiator style.
Got to love the hate Cadance is getting.
I mean what she's doing obviously isn't right (and planning out Twilight's love life? Seriously?) but before you jump on the Cadance hate train do remember that Chrysalis is the one who caused her to go through what for many could be considered a traumatic event on what should've been the happiest day of her life.
I was still holding onto a little hope we'd all get some crazy twist no one had thought of, but now Cadence's motivation is confirmed...
Watching her travel down this path of inept attempts at doing the opposite of her special talent, (only making things worse in her eyes) while getting more and more desperate is going to be absolutely hilarious.
I fear the only way she will be able to get over this is by literately seeing it through Chrysalis' POV. I bet Luna can arrange something like that with her dream magic, letting Cadance relive some of Chrysalis time with Twilight to see how she really feels.
Of course that is after all this blows up in her face and she nearly losses her family because of it. Lets be honest it will be bad when Twilight finds out... it will be so much worse when Shining Armor learns what his wife has been trying to do.
Wow, Cadance is a bitch in this story, but like 7712309 said Chrysalis did ruin what was supposed to be the happiest day of her life by kidnapping and replacing her and brainwashing her husband as well (Could have raped him from behind the scenes too for all we know.) so she does have very good reasons to hate the Changeling Queen.
So, would this qualify as Cadance suffering from a form of post traumatic stress?
Sigh... I get that Cadance was treated cruely during the wedding and that she has every right to be prejudice against Chrysalis. But here she reminds me of Sunset Shimmer in the first movie. Poorly written, evil for the sake of being evil, and really just lacking a proper motivation.
Cadance is being extremely oblivious to what's going on between Twilight and Chrysalis in a way that can only work in pure comedies, which this story is not. Furthermore, what she is doing goes against every single aspect of her character that we've ever seen and ends up being a mockery of what Cadance is supposed to represent.
Keep in mind this isn't the first time I've seen a character assume that Chrysalis must be doing something evil just because the plot demands it. Where that character ignores every single piece of evidence indicating otherwise and where that character looks at everything that has occurred and decides that, beyond a doubt, Chrysalis is doing something truly nefarious. Often times, the character is lowered to a completely dimwitted moron as they claim an impossible to disprove statement and see a lack of contradiction as evidence towards their point. It never reads well and always ends up being a lazy method of moving a plot forward while introducing meaningless conflict.
In contrast, It would make sense for Cadance to be wary and untrusting of Chrysalis, most likely even angry. But what is presented here is just ridiculous. The introduced conflict is wildly out of place and paints Cadance in an irredeemably negative light. Likewise, proper writing could introduce character conflict that isn't up in your face and unarguably evil in intentions, which perfectly describes the one shown here. Cadance doesn't read as misunderstood or in the gray area of morality, but rather a child lashing out due to a bad experience and an inability to empathise with others.
In that sense, this is very poor writing; the conflict and characterization of Cadance has no place in a story of this caliber and only hurts everyone involved. Cadance is dragged down so that Chrysalis may appear in a better light, instead of writing Chrysalis as a more likable character without damaging Cadance.
Here are some alternatives that still introduce an engaging conflict: Societal or political pressures cause Twilight to feel unsure about marrying Chrysalis. Twilight uncovers some darker aspects of Chrysalis' character that she must either learn to embrace or reject along with the possible backlash of either. Her friends intentionally or unintentionally pressure Twilight to forego the relationship that is currently developing. Twilight is apprehensive about marrying Chrysalis due to perceived conflicts that could occur later down the road.
Those are only a few more realistic options that don't bring any characters down for little to no reason. In fact, a few I just mentioned are somewhat incorporated into the story, but they are easily overshadowed by Cadance's lackluster characterization.
My apologies if I've come off as rude, but this chapter has just infuriated me to no end. That being said, I really do enjoy this story and all the positive aspects it brings to the table, so don't want to see it fail as so many others have. I'll keep watching this and see if, with any luck, you can pick up the pieces and rejuvenate my interest in the narrative.
Okay, you say that Cadance isn't supposed to be bad, but if she isn't then she's at the very least within spitting distance of it. Her little spiel reads more than a little of someone who's acting on their racial bias while at the same time convincing themselves that they're right to do so, as well as nursing one hell of a hate-boner without ever acknowledging it. It makes her seem like someone so absorbed in their own hatred/fear/revenge/what-have-ye that they can't even process that they might be in the wrong.
I hear what you're saying, and completely understand your motivation for making Cadence an antagonist who thinks she's in the right. I just hope you understand its probably gonna be impossible for you to make her even a little likable by the end of all of this. Like, if she's successful and drives Twilight and Chrysalis apart, she's a huge hyper cunt that won't be able to recover character wise.
Her intentions might be good, but her methods and inherent desires remove whatever sympathy Cadence could possibly have.
Why can't it just be a nice story instead of having Cadence mess it up!
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Uhhhh...should we mention the comedy tag?
(opens portal to this story in another dimension where it's real. Slaps Cadence. Runs like hell back home.)
I needed to do that.
By Order of the Golden throne, cadence your are under the watch if the inquisition
7712404 Sorry, I fixed the wording there a bit. I mean the stories where there isn't any real drama, but rather purely comedic narratives.
I guess an important question to ask is if Cadence is RIGHT.....is Chrysalis even capable of love, or has she just tricked herself into believing that she is? And if you believe yourself to be in love, and act upon it, and show all the signs........does that mean you are in love? In a world where love is a real, tangible thing, this becomes kind of murky, right?
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Twilight taking after her teacher.
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I hate to say I told you so, buuut... honestly the only thing I missed here is that she isn't ignoring Twilight's feelings. She's completely replaced her understanding of Twilight's feelings so as to justify to herself what she's doing. Which is using Twilight to get revenge on Chrysalis.
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To be fair. If anyone deserves to hate Changelings, it's Cadence. People do forget that what she went through would generally be the sort of thing someone goes to therapy for for many years. I can certainly understand her not wanting Chrysalis around Twilight because it means she can basically never be around Twilight again if being near Chrysalis or the thought of her being happy causes such a severe... uh, reaction in her like this. We too often think of characters as ideals rather than people, and this sort of behavior or even racism isn't necessarily the evil bigoted sort, but a victimized reaction. The real problem here is that she's so far gone into her coping/defense mechanism that she can't see she's hurting Twilight.
Alright. I seriously hope that Chrysalis at some point tells Twilight that she has been acting like an asshole because of Cadence advice and the shitstorm that would follow must be seen by our mortal eyes.
Cadence acting like that... ... ... ... I hope Twilight has a serious talk with her when she finds out. Celestias΄s and Luna΄s reaction to finding out about this shall be glorious and entertaining.
Given that Chrysalis won't be wearing anything other than one out of place earing, I hope Ywilight calls her out on it, and Cadence is revealed.
And then invasion of the crystal empire shenanigans ensue.
7712309 That it may be but her assuming that changelings aren΄t capable of loving others (like ponies) is something that isn΄t right. I mean she plans Twilights love live. OK. But to assume changelings aren΄t capable of loving other species because they eat love that is hypocrisy in on itself.
(Should something in here not be grammatically correct it has been some time since I had to write something in englisch and englisch is not my first language.)
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*Twilight sneezes violently, and then starts disgustingly horking up a large smearing of phlegm*
Chrysalis: "Finally! Now that's some quality slime there! I didn't know ponies could do that... Oh! That means we can build our hive together!" *squeeeeee!*
*Twilight tries to glare, but begins coughing again*
Chrysalis: "Ooooo! Jars. We need storage jars for this!"
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Not just that, what Cadance went through, and the type of person who did it to her, seems like it would easily leave lifelong problems. We're talking an exceptionally deep-reaching and specifically-targeted trauma to the poor girl. ("Cadance in A Minor" comes to mind)
Ask a woman to not just forgive her rapist, but to help them succeed in their life...
CADENCE IS A BTCH!!!
LONG LIVE CHRYSALIGHT!
Love, is a burning thing. And it makes, a fiery ring.
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"commands"…oh, wait, she admits that.
There are three ponies known to have brainwashing magic available and are willing to use it in the show (also a potion any could brew):
Those three are Twilight, Chrysalis…
…and Cadence. Of them, only Cadence treated her brainwashing use as an end in itself.
this as much as anything puts her firmly in evil. In none of these paragraphs are Twilight's feelings or desires considered. Granted, Cellight is pretty natural, but…at no point does Cadence seem to be thinking about the Twi half of her ships.
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Honestly, she's such that I'd expect her to be gray or leaking purple-green at the eyes.
Yeah, that's not creepy.
Astonishingly, I can believe that. Trauma can make people quite blind and drive the to extreme acts, even against their own beliefs. Finding justification to those same acts, against those that hurt them? Even easier.
Now, I would like to know if the Princess of Love breaking apart True Love would be enough to "break" her talent. Does a pony acting in a way such as to destroy what they represent damage them? Do they loose their connection to their talents, even if temporarily?
Sure, I'm rather confident that she'll only fail given Chryssy's unknown love instincts, but the possibility of her success is rather intriguing.
I withdraw my previous complaint. Can't believe that didn't occur to me.
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I don't know who's crazier in this fic: Chrysalis, Twilight, Cadence, Pinkie....
Screw it. THEY'RE ALL CRAZY!
I LOVE IT!
ugh
Cadence you need help.
Oh Flurry Heart? See that big shiny ball? Go play with it. That's a good filly. Yes, toss it right out the window.
*CRASH*
Thank you.
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Nah. She won't get the chance.
Shining's gonna do it for her, with the full force of mother- and father-in-law behind her. Remember: the rest of the family liked Chrysalis.
cadence is racist, changelings can so love!