Discord's Reformation ClinicChrysalis was seriously dead. Gone, split, outta here, afterlife bug-queen. At least, that’s what she was hoping Discord would believe. Perhaps then she would be released from his pocket reality and given a proper burial in Equestria.
“Unfortunately for the narrator,” quipped the master of madness, “I don’t believe you’ve gone to the great hereafter, Chitin-butt. I don’t recall signing your release form.”
Her head had hung over the edge of a floating island, her foot-long green tongue lolling in a lewd manner across her clouded eyes.
“Careful, mister writer,” warned the chief of disbelief, “don’t make too many references to tongues doing nasty things or we’ll have to change this story’s rating to something that will get the writer a ton of followers.”
“Ooh, would you please just stop talking to yourself already!” wailed Chrysalis as she miraculously came back from the great beyond (alm
Mister Lonely Heart 2: What We Leave Behind“There is no agony like bearing an untold story inside of you.” –Maya Angelou
My life didn’t take a turn for the better until I betrayed my mother. Since she was Queen Chrysalis, every pony I know has assured me that it was for the best that I and the rest of my hive deposed the one who gave me life. Even considering how cruel she was to other races, I sometimes missed her company.
Before King Thorax showed us a better way to live, by sharing our love instead of hoarding it, I had never known what loneliness was. After all, how can one feel adrift in the world when one is constantly surrounded by thousands of fellow changelings?
After my reformation, I moved to Ponyville to become what I call a “Grievance Councelor”. I use my shape-shifting abilities to look like ponies that my clients have problems with. Terrible bosses, treacherous husbands, that sort of thing. I struggle against a torrent of awful-tasting rage and sorrow in order to dine upon the
Mister Lonely HeartMemories can be cruel, sadistic things. Like a long-decaying tooth, they lie dormant for ages unnoticed. Then something triggers them; the mentioning of a name, for example. Then the pain often returns full force, which drives some of my clients literally to their knees.
But that’s part of my job, you see. In the town of Ponyville, I help ponies deal with personal issues that their friends and neighbors would never guess at.
I’m also a changeling. One who once looked like a blue-eyed demon, dark and forbidding as a midnight forest. The reformation of my species somehow led me to have a bright green body and purple eyes. Now we are as colorful as the ponies we work with.
It had been a long work week for me. Plenty of tears, screaming and shouts. The dumpster out back was littered with wet tissues from the especially tearful sessions. A few fresh dents, from those ponies who wore their anger on their sleeves, had been pounded into the walls of my office. I would have to get t
A Thorax in My Side (CH.5 Boredom and Snuggles
Chapter 5: Boredom and Snuggles
The past few days in the Chrystal Empire went by nicely. Not only for Spike and Thorax, but also for Twilight and Starlight as well. Not only did Starlight manage to ace a majority of her classes on friendship, but she also made a few new friends in the Chrystal Empire. Twilight, of course, was rather proud of her student, so she decided that the next few days would be a break from all of the studying and work. The both of them would go out into the empire and just do girl things for the entirety of those days. With Spike and Thorax, their relationship was continuing to bud even more as the days went on. Soon enough, the both of them where practically inseparable. Neither of them left each others side, except to use the bathroom of course. They also began holding hoofs with one another, as well. Which just made all of the female ponies in the Castle either envious or ''sqeeing'' like a fan girl. Also it didn't help when Starlight, Twilight, and even Cade
First Ever MLP FIM : Changelings Group