*Brother walks into room as I'm writing this*

What are you doing?

HOLY- don't sneak up on me like that!

Sorry. I just want to know what you're doing.

If you must know that bad, I'm writing a fanfic to feed the masses' hunger for pony stories.

Okaaaay… I'm going to leave now so I can continue mine.

Thank you. Now leave. Shoo. *He walks out* Alright now where was I? DAMMIT ALAN! YOU MADE ME LOSE MY PLACE!

Shut up! I didn't do nothin'!

BACK TO THE STORY

As Terminal was flying off, he constantly got hit with déjà vu just because of the mare he bumped into as he was leaving Sugarcube Corner. He wondered who exactly that was and felt like he should go back to ask her or Twilight, but how would he ask it? He thought that turning around and entering asking, 'Hi, I'm back. Who are you and why do you feel so familiar?' was too rushed and stupid. Still, he considered actually doing that but instead he kept flying off back to his home/rock/cave thing.

Sync's probably still there passed out on the ground next to a cup of water. He awaited for a response from him, but nothing came back. "Yep. He's passed out," he muttered to himself as he kept flying. He reverted to his changeling form after he made sure no one was around to notice him. He was near the hive so it didn't matter much that no one was around, but if a pony is around, then he would have to worry about that. For one thing, why would a pony be out that far from the rest unless if said pony was following him?

He thought he was alone, until a pony jumped out of some bushes nearby. "Aha!"

"Woah sweet mother of - what are you doing here?!" he screamed? He turned around to see Twilight pointing a hoof at him with a smile. "Wait a minute. What? You were just - how are you - What?!"

"Cloning spell," she said. "I knew something was wrong when you were acting strangely when you came back. Plus you aren't around every day."

"OK that explains that. Why are you here? And why now of all times? It would've been just fine if you startled me just yesterday."

"Yesterday was a pretty busy day for me. I explained to you why I'm here. And as for why now, I was bored and I had to do something different from what I normally do today." She pulled a fake checklist out of nowhere and put it up to his face. The only thing written on it was "Do something different" with a checked box to the left.

He pulled the list down with a hoof and began speaking. "Well, you did something different today, now please leave." He made a "shoo" motion.

"Well, if you notice it's not a full check mark." She pulled the list back up and he noticed that it was more like a "v" rather than a check mark.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked as he pulled down the list again. "I mean, it's just a half-check. A 'v' is all it is."

"Well, basically, it's half finished. I still have to do a little more about you."

"Well can you do it sometime else?" he pleaded. He turned around to walk into the hive but instead of moving an inch closer, Twilight popped out from under him.

"Well, no! I'm too excited to do this!" she exclaimed. She began bouncing up and down much like Pinkie.

I'm not. Something's going to go wrong in the middle of this.

What are you talking abou-

None of your business, Sync, so stay out of it!

OK. Fine. I'll leave you to your… outside world… stuff. Go on. Go ahead. I'm not stopping you.

Thank you. He breathed a sigh of relief only to get a glare from a confused Twilight.

"Why were you just acting that way?" she asked. He had been making strange motions that you would see peo-I mean, ponies make in arguments.

"Oh. Right. Sorry. I can communicate through telepathy."

"That's so cool! OK, tell me what color I'm thinking of." She got down to the ground with her hooves covering her head, thinking she could block her thoughts from him.

Sighing, he said, "Orange," and facehoofed and just stared at her as she jumped up in excitement.

"Oh my Celestia! That's really fantastic!" She pulled a parchment and quill out of nowhere are started scribbling something that Terminal could care less about. "Man, there's so many things that book didn't tell me. Wait, you only told me one thing that the book didn't. Oh well. Still interesting to know. I'll keep that in mind the next time Chrysalis decides to invade. Now that I think about it."

"No I'm not a part of Chrysalis' hive. I'm pretty sure I'm not. I've been living here for as long as I can remember, and I-"

"You lived in Ponyville before. How come you don't remember that?"

"I just don't know. I don't remember anything past ten months ago."

"Well, was anything around you that could help jog your memory?" she asked, hoping that something would come up, preferring something foreign.

"Well," he began, "there was one thing that was shattered in pieces, and I managed to fix it." He pulled out a medallion in the shape of a changeling with a chain attached to it.

"What is it? It looks interesting." She picked it up in her magic and decided to put it on. Once she put it on, a white glow (the one you readers know) went across her entire body and turned her into a changeling (by looks of course. You guys know that). By that point, she inspected every inch of her body which looked like a normal changeling and made the "squee" sound over the technology (if you could call it that) of his.

"It's a perception filter. Makes you look like a changeling to all but the Queen of this hive," he explained. "I'm not sure about the others."

"This is awesome! I'm officially stalking you!" A wave of shock washed over him.

"Oh no."

Author's Note

I got bored and I wrote that little skit just to entertain you guys, and me. No, that is not the reason why I had writer's block on this. Well, Terminal now has a stalker. He's feeling a little uncomfortable right now. He knows he's gonna get bombarded with questions. Who knows what could happen?! I do! 'Cause I'm writing this! Actually, no. Not really. Still working on the storyline.