*Click, Click, Click*
The tumblers inside lined up once again and the shackle popped free from the locks body. A green glow enveloped the device and once again pushed the two parts together, relocking the padlock.
*Click, Click, Click*
Pupa repeated the magic exercise, for hive knows how many times now, trying to keep her mind off the strange dream and the sickening feeling it left her with.
*Click, Click, Click*
After she had awoken and had a little time to calm herself, the nymph insisted on returning to her room to continue trying to pick the padlock. As soon as she had walked over the threshold, Pupa focused all her attention on the lesson her mother started to teach her earlier. When she managed to pop the lock for the first time, not even an hour into practicing, she felt little gratification and her mood remained morose.
*Click, Click, Click*
Sandbar even tried to cheer her up by complimenting her accomplishment but she didn’t have it in her to do more than nod at the pony in acknowledgement. The first lock soon became too easy and she requested another one from her mother. Chrysalis appeared concerned about her dour state and told her to take a break and maybe play a game with her instead.
*Click, Click, Click*
She thought about it momentarily but declined, telling her parent that she ‘just didn’t feel like playing right now’ and went back to her busywork. Not long after, Mosquito brought her a small pile of locks and she picked her way through them one by one as her mother supervised and Sandbar played with a pack of cards.
*Click, Click, Click*
“Pupa,” Chrysalis said, gently placing a hoof on the nymph’s withers. “It’s getting late, maybe you would feel better after some sleep?”
About to decline her suggestion, the little changeling ended up biting her tongue once she got a good look at the worry creasing Chrysalis’s features. With a nod she walked over to the pile of pillows and curled up so the end of her tail was almost touching her snout. Sleep didn’t come to her and so the little nymph let her vision focus in and out on the dark cerulean hairs in front of her face.
“Your highness,” she heard Phasmid’s voice and looked up just as the guard came flying into the chamber, “there are intruders in the hive.”
“How many?” Chrysalis asked, swiftly going from laying on her pillows to standing on her hooves with a quick buzz of her wings.
“Four,” the guard informed her, “but they didn’t make it very far before being captured.”
“Where are they now?” asked her mother.
“The yak and the dragon are in the process of being unstuck,” Phasmid said, “but we’re having a little trouble with the dragon because she keeps blowing fire. Odonate is on his way to assist and to take care of it.”
“A dragon?” questioned Chrysalis.
“Yes, though a juvenile one,” the guard said, “I also think both her and the yak are the same ones present at the school when we rescued Pupa.”
“And the other two?” asked the queen. “Are they also from Sparkle’s school?”
“I believe so,” confirmed Phasmid. “A female hippogriff and male griffon.”
“Just four? Was there a little light blue traitor among them?” pressed Chrysalis with narrowed eyes.
“Only the four,” Phasmid answered, “but we are checking the other tunnels for any additional trespassers.”
Pupa, now distracted from her own issues by the current event, climbed to her hooves and trotted over to stand next to her mother.
“Bring the hippogriff and griffon to me,” commanded her mother. “I have some questions for them. Once the other two are restrained, bring them as well.”
Before the captives had been escorted into the room to stand before her mother, Chrysalis explained to the young nymph how to properly prepare the venue for an intimidating effect. The queen instructed Pupa to sit next to her and Sandbar to stay beside Mosquito, who stood a short distance away, off to the queen’s side. A few other changelings had also taken up protective positions in the room and among the few who Pupa knew were Tsetse, Weevil and Aphid. After everyling had taken their places her mother told the changeling standing at the chamber entrance to bring the prisoners in.
A familiar bright blue catbird and light pink ponybird were escorted into the room by Phasmid and another changeling. To render the use of their wings ineffective, both creatures had a ring of resin secured around their middles keeping the limbs firmly in place against their sides. Head down, ears lowered and worry on her face, Silverstream appeared crestfallen. On the other hoof, Gallus seemed more irritated, with his eyes narrowed and a deep frown creasing his beak.
When they spotted Sandbar, with his mane and fur dyed while wearing a fake horn and wings, the two took an almost synchronized double take.
“Oh my gosh!” exclaimed the hippogriff, dropping to her rump and putting both palms of her talons against her cheeks. “Sandbar what happened to you?!”
“Uh, hey Silverstream,” the colt timidly replied, “just had a little makeover, no big deal.”
“Silence!” roared Chrysalis in a dual tone, causing many of the rooms occupants to flinch, “You’re not here to ask questions, you’re here to answer them.”
“We’re here to save our friend,” Gallus grumbled loud enough for all present to hear.
A green aura surrounded the griffon, dragging him forward and face to face with her mother. His bravado melted away instantly when he looked directly into her piercing and glowing green eyes; eyes that told all watching she was in no mood for back talk.
“Why are you here?” Chrysalis hissed.
“We’re here to save Sandbar,” Gallus repeated after swallowing a lump in his throat.
“Why else?” pressed her mother.
“Why else?” the griffon asked, looking a little confused.
“Why else?” growled Chrysalis when she asked again.
“That’s all we came here to do,” Silverstream said, attempting to step forward only to be stopped by Phasmid’s firm hoof on her shoulder. “Honest.”
“And that’s why you brought these cans of poison?” her mother asked, “To save your friend.”
“Well, yes,” admitted the hippogriff after a moment of contemplation, “it’s an insect repellent, but I understand how you could see it as poison. At the time I... we didn’t really see it that way… we just needed stuff to protect ourselves.”
Chrysalis harrumphed, using her magic to return Gallus back to the floor and next to Silverstream.
“How did you find our hive?” the queen questioned them.
“Just a lucky guess,” Gallus shrugged and was swiftly lifted into the air, with magic, by his tail.
“This isn’t a game griffon,” warned Chrysalis, “now tell me how you found us?”
“I tracked you to this area,” answered Gallus.
That news caused her mother to sit up and the present changelings to mumble amongst themselves.
“How did you track us?” Chrysalis asked, her tone somber.
“I’m a griffon,” Gallus said. “We’re great at hunting.”
“Excuse me, queen Chrysalis,” Silverstream said, “Could you um, please put Gallus down now that he answered your question?”
“Does any other creature know we’re here?” Chrysalis asked, turning her attention to Silverstream.
“Just us four,” said the hippogriff.
Frowning, her mother released her magic hold on the griffon, allowing him to drop catlike onto his paws and talons. The cavern became quiet while the queen pondered this new circumstance and Silverstream looked around the room, making eye contact with Pupa.
“Hi Silverstream,” the nymph chirped. “Did you really come to take Sandbar back?”
“Yeah,” nodded the hippogriff, looking over to her pony friend “we really miss him…”
“Just stay here then,” she innocently said. “If you’re scared to be around changelings like he was, I can turn you into one.”
“Do what now?” balked Gallus.
“I turned him into a changeling,” she pointed a hoof to the colt.
“Yeap, I’m a changeling,” Sandbar said with an awkward grin, and received a pat on the head from Mosquito.
Clearing her throat, all the attention in the room returned to Chrysalis.
“Tsetse, Mosquito and Weevil, take the pony, griffin and hippogriff to another chamber and keep an eye on them,” instructed her mother. “Featherwing, go and tell Odonate I require his presence and get him any assistance he might require to handle the situation he’s overseeing. Phasmid, Aphid, remain with me.”
“Mom,” Pupa whispered, her tail excitedly flicking from side to side behind her. “Can I go with Mosquito and everyling else?”
When the nymph saw the serous look on her mother’s face she had expected her to say no but instead Chrysalis let out a small sigh and nodded her head.
“You can go, but listen to Mosquito,” her mother affirmed before looking over to the non-changelings in the room. “And you three, for your own sakes, don’t do anything to make me regret not putting you all in cocoons.”
This should speed up the whole "non-changelings are nice" message... can't argue Sandbar is just the odd exception anymore.
Chrysalis is getting softer and softer.
Still Hoping things won't turn ugly.
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Yet I also don't think it will be that simple. This situation in general could go both ways. Yes, this is a chance for relations to improve, but if anything goes wrong and they do something Chrysalis doesn't like or do or say something that hurts Pupa's feelings, Chrysalis will act vengefully. She still has the trauma of losing all those other nymphs burned into her brain.
20 bits say Twilight will go in a panic learning that her students left for a failed recuse mission
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Sucker's bet.
Your
Hmm Intresting
Remember the guards still have some idea where they are and gallus just lied to them.
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Omg chrystalist just reformed and more please
I can just imagine Chrysalis' reaction when she returns and finds Pupa and the three guards changed into reformed changelings....
Chrysalis: ""
Pupa: "Hi, Mom!"
Chrysalis: ""
Chrysalis: "WTFDIDYOUMONSTERSDOTOMYDAUGHTER!?
Gallus: "Nothing. We just talked about our changeling friend Ocellus, about how much a nicer changeling he is than you have been, and how he got that way. Then Pupa and your guards just...changed."
Chrysalis: ""
Gallus: "soooo...can we take our friend Sandbar back with us? I'm sure that Ocellus would love to have...another brother."
Chrysalis: ""
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She isn't reformed, we are just seeing her motherly side is all.
To the writer: Do you have an ending for this story in mind?
To be clear I don't want this story to end just yet and I think that there is a lot of story yet to tell, it's just that I've heard it's a good idea to have an ending in mind when writing a story.
I kind of hope this story has a few arches of pupa growing up little by little
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What happened if pupa reformed is she Going to kill her
Gallus's claustrophobia should be acknowledged, the cave that the hive is in has to have at least some small spaces in it.
It would be a huge pain to move the hive again after everything has happened, but if the guard does know where the hive is, the changeling's stand little chance of winning against them.
Chrysalis can't trust Gallus that the guard really doesn't know where they are, so she has Mosquito escort the griffon to her hive's "intelligence officer."
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Ermagerd. I love these pupa chapters. They are so good! Pupa is as adorable as ever!
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PRETTY sure that Pupa and mom!Chrysalis are the protags of this one... just saying
Micro manipulation is a good skill to have. Wonder if it will be put to use...
Meanwhile Ocellus is trapped as well, but not here...
Keep going! ;)
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Yeah, I'm pretty sure the villain of this story is Cicada, but that doesn't mean Chrysalis is right.
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Didn't say that because they're the protags that makes 'em right... just contesting the assertion that they're the villains of this story
This is dumb and adorable. Adumble.
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For some reason that reminds me of the following video:
https://youtu.be/14n1qMua_Cg
Oh my gosh I didn’t realize this was actively updating!! I was so excited I made an account lol- it’s been great so far!!
Wait, shouldn't Scarab have gotten back by now?
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/429845/25/to-be-a-changeling/chapter-23-chrysalis
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Lmao. Looks like i caught one.
Just wanted to leave a comment on the story as a whole.
Despite the spelling errors and occasional awkward phrasing, this is worthy of going on my Gold Factor shelf. You've enthralled me in the world you're constructing and I cannot express just how happy I am to be able to share in this adventure of yours.
Sandbar is hilarious! Oh dear. Probably not very wise, though. Unless he had a reason other than pranking his friends.
I think I can guess why Chrysalis allowed Pupa to go with Tsetse, Mosquito, Weevil, and the non-Changelings (and I'm pretty sure everyone else can guess the reason as well, but just in case I'll say it). Pupa was so despondent up until the situation became known at which point she became excited and happy and Chrysalis figures that allowing her to go with them will keep her more excited and less despondent.
That was a lot calmer than i expected it would go. Good to know Chrysalis keeps a cool head when she is under a lot of pressure. Lets hope she can use her new guests for the benefit of the hive and maybe get some favors for there release.
A plus rescue attempt, guys.
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Yep. When one has two bad choices the less bad is good enough...
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Yes. To bad they dont think before they act. If not for there unique situation there life would end and they be on 'food duty'
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Yep. There lucky there plot armor prevents em from ending 'Goblin Slayer ep.1'
Than again more likely is Cocoon for life...
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Not a real bet when the outcome is so obvies. How about what the consequent next move would be or how Celestia would have to give Twilight a reality check.
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Indeed
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What exacly? The poisen, the reckless danger or that Sandbar looks better than ever? ... ... ... And answer with more than 'yes'
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That better has consequences!
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Lovely idea ♡
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Good point!
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Best wholesome Changeling princess ever
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Not right but not wrong either.
The world is a cruel place. 12 of 13 Of Chrysalis nymphs learn it the hard way...
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Keyword: attempt
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They can be called a 'Lucky Squad' since they are lucky they didn't end up like the Shark.
Guy sure isn't the nicest to be around.
If Chrysalis would not be so level headed this might just have escalated:
Death... What would it be in MLP?
- ALICORN
- CHANGELING EMPRESS
- KIRIN
- DRAGON
or... A Breezee
Alright everycreature, deep breaths, no need to act rashly.
Maybe it'd be better to cocoon then afterall?
Once a secret is gone, one must still move on... Live never stops, especially for immortals.