The changeling threw another log into the fire place, giving the abandoned wooden cabin a dim lit look to it. She paced back and forth in front of the unconscious baby dragon limp on the couch, her stomach growling like mad. 'In all my excitement for snagging someone with a lovers heart I must've suffocated him, and here I thought he was just so snug against me that he'd fallen asleep...' She placed her ear up against his chest, to clarify for the fifth time if he was still breathing. She'd been waiting a while now, about twenty minutes, that little confession earlier was a nice snack but she hadn't eaten in days, she wanted more from this dragon. As fate had it Spike slowly began to stir in his sleep, groaning as he awoke, she was awaiting this moment to transform, she took the figure of the pony who he had confessed to, hoping he'd fall for it. When his eyes would opened, she would try her best to act like the character she was cloaked as. 'Okay think... Earlier she called him Spikey, sounds like a pet name, that's good I can use that to better convince him. And he called her Rarity... Right, Spikey and Rarity. He's in love with this pony, so tell him all he wants to hear.'

Spike's eyes slowly opened, his chest hurt as he coughed slightly as he awoke, bringing his claw up to his mouth as he looked around with still sleepy eyes. Everything was so blurry that he could barely make out shapes, he kept his focus on a moving figure until his vision came back to him, it was Rarity! He wasn't sure how to react, why was he in this cabin? Why was Rarity with him? He tried hard to remember what happened before he was asleep. "Rarity?" he asked weakly.

"Oh you're awake, I was so worried about you... erm, Spikey."

"What... what happened, why are we here?"

'He's eventually going to remember what really happened, so it'd just be best to turn the story around rather than lie,' she thought to herself. "Once you got caught by that nasty Changeling she flew you here, but she ran off afterwards and left you in this cabin. So I waited for you to wake up." Spike's mind quickly unraveled, quickly remembering the events that happened earlier, the letter, the fountain, the changeling...

"We better get headed back then, Twilight's worried about me I'm sure. A-and the princess probably needs to know about the lone Changeling flying around."

Rarity's eyes hot open in alarm, "NO!... I uh, mean no Spikey. I was actually thinking, we could live out here together, away from everyone else. You did say you loved me didn't you, well now we can live together, like you wanted!... Right?" She couldn't stand much more of the stalling, she needed to eat now or she would collapse.

"I wouldn't want that Rarity, besides your boutique back in Ponyville, and all your friends. Besides why live in a place like this with a dragon like me?"

"I... I can't take this anymore." she sighed with shaking hooves, her power wore off and she reverted back into a Changeling. Spike winced in surprise as she fell limp on the floor.

"I-I knew it! Rarity would never act like that!" he shouted as he nervously walked backwards towards the door.

"Just leave me to die... I'm a pathetic excuse for a changeling," she whimpered.

Spike slowed his retreat, curious if she was toying with him or not, "If y-you're trying something, I will run."

"I can't hold you back... I'm just so-" she coughed weakly, "hungry."

Spike was very confused, he cautiously approached the changeling, her eyes were closed, her breathing sounded like a whimper each breath she took, she looked in pain as though she was sick. "W-what's wrong?" he asked, pressing his claws gently on her cold body.

Her eye's opened, surprised to see he was still there and kneeling down to her, though his face was full of panic and worry. "I'm withering because I have not eaten in forever."

"There's plenty of food in Ponyville, why not just eat there?"

"You don't know much about changelings, do you?" she weakly chuckled, "We feed off love of others, when we're shown affection or kindness it's what keeps us going, in fact you doing what you're doing now is already making me feel warmer inside. They don't even have to be real about me, just kind."

"So just saying nice things about you will help feed you?" Spike asked, she nodded. "Well uh... I think your voice sounds really cute, and for a changeling you're rather nice."

She groaned softly, "Keep going, say more of a lovers type thing."

"W-what?"

"Like that Rarity girl, you said a lot of lovey dovey things about her." she wheezed.

"Oh she's amazing, the way she praises me when I help her, the w-"

"Yes but, say them to me."

"Oh s-sorry... I uh, I think you're beautiful, you're always so elegant and giving, when I'm around you I feel like the most luckiest dragon ever." Spike persisted for ten minutes, beginning to run out of things to say, but she motioned him to stop, as she stood up slowly her leg's slightly trembled, but she still stood before him. "Feeling better?"

"I'm stuffed." she giggled, making Spike laugh as well. "Why did you help me though? Why not just... run away? Had you known the sorta things we do to other ponies you would've left me for dead."

"Spike helps out a pony no matter the cost!" he declared, "Also I felt kinda bad for you, you were so weak you were going to just die."

"Well chances are I will anyway," she pouted, making Spike jerk in surprise, she turned away from him. "The fact that I'm a changeling in pony territory, well... It's likely I'll be put to death." She turned back with a weak smile, "But now that you've saved me, I am forever in your debt. My name's Mimic by the way."

"You don't act like other changelings though, or the ones you describe. You act like anypony else."

"That may be true, but I'm still what I am, a changeling. And that's all the princess is going to see when I stand before her, not my personality, not my thoughts or opinions."

"Well... we just won't turn you in then, we can keep you out of the public's eye, o-or maybe she can make an excuse. My sister Twilight is really good with the princess, she gave Twilight the gift of being an Alicorn."

Mimic's eyes shot open, "Are you serious?"

"Well she's not really my sister, she's a pony and I'm a dra-"

" No no no, the whole princess thing. That just might work actually... If she's on good grounds with the princess and all I might now be sentenced to death after all! I really owe you now, the kidnapping, and preventing me from dying, in two ways!... Well hopefully in second. But if this works out I will serve you until your death."

"Uh, you don't really have to do that," Spike assured with a laugh.

"I'm only a pawn, without a leader I'm aimless. I mean I abandoned Chrysalis ever since so many were split up when the whole marriage thing between Shining Armor and whatserface went south. After that I've been struggling to stay alive, not so easy unless you have a leader who leads you to food, luckily for me this leader will do both!" she squealed as she nuzzled Spike.

"Just one thing though... why take the image of Rarity? Back at the fountain."

"Oh... well it's a huge coincidence actually. I snuck into Town at night and needed a body to copy. Everyone was already asleep except this one particular pony who was sitting at her table drinking coffee, looking rather frantic with papers of dresses on them. I took form of her and the day after I tried to seduce other ponies, but I was terrible at it. It just so happened to be the day where I was starving and was searching the town square for anypony I could get any sort of affection off of."

"Why'd you look so nervous then?" Spike asked

She blew a raspberry, "I wasn't nervous, I was playing it cool."

"You were shaking and sweating frantically," Spike replied flatly.

"Well you try being undercover without eating for five days," Mimic pouted.

"Ahah, that's no way to talk to your master now is it?" They both laughed.

"You oughta get going back, I think it'd be kinda dumb me walking around in public so I'll stay here."

"Who says you have to stay?" he giggled, then whispering something into her ear.

"You sure? No one's gonna question it?" she asked.

"Nah, they'll just think it's me with a friend."

"Well alright." she got a good look at Spike, focused on her magic, and reformed herself into Spike's image. She looked around her body, her tiny claws, her slithery tongue, her little spiked tail.

"Perfect," Spike muttered.

Author's Note

Should be one more to go after this! Will either Twilight or the princess approve of this changeling in Ponyville? Might Spike fall for Mimic or Rarity? Where are my pants? Find out on the next story or something ...

Hope you enjoyed the story, please remember to like if you liked it, or to dislike if you didn't like it. That way others can see if it's any good or not. Which it really isn't... heheh...