Sleepless in the Hive

“Are we there yet?”

“No Twig, We’re not there yet.”

“Oh….Well what about now? Are we there now?”

Fig just continued walking and said. “Twig, if you would just be patient, then maybe we will be there faster than you know it.”

Sid rolled his eyes. “Why don’t we just take the kid off of Twig, maybe that will speed things up.”

Fig glared at Sid. “What is it with you and that filly Sid? Why do you just want to ruin her night.”

Sid got into Fig’s face. “Well Fig, seeing as how ponies have been ruining our lives-”

Fig pushed back. “Its not there fault that we’re-”

“Yes it is!” Sid yelled.

“No its not! Don’t start this up again Sid.” Fig screamed back.

“Oh. I’m gonna do more than start it.”

Twig looked back and forth at his arguing brethren, he never liked it when his siblings argued. Their loud noises always hurt his ears. He slowed down his pace just to get a few feet away from all the yelling. As soon as his ears could get use to the noise he looked over his shoulder at the little orange pony. Luckily, It was still sound asleep, either it got really scared at Sids story, or it was really tired. Twig yawned, he was feeling the same way for her.

“YES. IT. IS.” Sid yelled

“NO ITS...you know what Sid?”

“What Fig!?”

*SMACK*

Sid felt the sting of a hoof across his face. The force of the hit made him tumble to the ground. “Why do you act like this?” Fig said. Towering over his brother. “Hu? Why do you have to be such a-”

Sid kicked his legs under Fig’s legs, causing him to fall to the ground. Sid used this moment to get on top of Fig and hold him down. “Why do you have to be such a pony lover!”

Fig struggled, he won many fights with Sid, and this was gonna be another. “I never said I was one!” Fig used all his momentum in his feet and flung Sid in the air and made him crash right in front of Twig, who was currently sitting in place and holding the orange filly in his hooves, cowering in fear.

Sid got up on all fours and smiled at Fig. “You really think you’re gonna win this one.”

Fig went into a military stance and smiled back. “Come and find out.”

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Scootaloo was starting to regain consciousness, her eyes were beginning to open and she started becoming aware of her surroundings. She could feel a strong grip around her, and she could hear noises of grunting and yelling. “W-what's happening?” She grumbled.

Twig looked down to see that the filly finally woke up from her nap. “Oh, hi little pony.” He said, craning his neck low enough to meet eye to upside down eye with Scootaloo. “You doing okay?” He asked.

Scootaloo didn’t know how to answer that. She wasn’t sure if she should be terrified or concerned. She didn't know why, but she felt a little bit safe with this big bug’s hooves wrapped around her. “Y-yeah.”

The big changeling gave a dopey grin and looked back up at the fight. “That's good.” He said.

Once Scootaloo looked at the scene and she dropped her jaw at the sight. “Why are they fighting?” She asked Twig.

“Oh...they do this sometimes, it usually happens when they don’t agree on something.”

“Really? Do changelings do this all the time?”

Twig shrugged. “Sometimes, but then again, it happens when they don’t agree on something, or they're board, or they hate each other.

Scootaloo shuttered. “You guys hurt each other over that?”

Twig Nodded. “Yup, but not me. I don’t really like fighting.”

Scootaloo started to become curious. “You’ve never been in a fight?”

Twig looked up at the sky a tilted his neck, thinking on how to answer that. “I never fought anyone,” He looked back down. “but they did fight me.”

“Really? Did you ever get hurt?” Scootaloo didn’t know why she was so concerned about this guy. Shouldn’t she be trying to run away right now?

Twig closed his eyes and held his head up proudly. “Nah, I don’t get hurt that easily. It takes a lot for me to go down, or at least, thats what the commander said.”

“Commander?”

“Yeah, He’s the guy who commands swarms and shows them where to attack certain areas in Canterlot.

They stared at each other for a few seconds, with Twig smiling and Scootaloo giving him a look of confusion. After that Twig came to his senses and said. “Wait, I don't think I was supposed to tell you that.”

Scootaloo started thinking. Maybe she could get some answers from these guys for once. “What was your job in the attack?”

“Huh? Oh!” Twig held his hoof to his chest. “My job was to provide cover for my brothers and sisters while they attacked the royal guard and captured the ponies inside the city.” Then he facehoofed “OH! I wasn’t supposed to tell you that either.”

“Well, why did you guys attack?”

Twig lowered his hoof and wrapped it around her again. “I don’t think I’m allowed to tell you that little filly. The Queen might be mad at me.”

Scootaloo looked down sighed. She only asked questions because they did it to her, it was only fair. She looked back up at the fight that was still going on. “How long does this usually last.”

Twig shook his head. “I don’t know, fights like this can take a while until they're over.

Scootaloo looked up at Twig again. “What are they fighting over?”

Twig looked back at her. He didn’t like her eyes, with them being white and black and purple, why can't ponies have single colored eyes? “I dunno, they fight over the silliest of things. One time they fought over who had more holes in their arm.”

“Can’t they just look at their arms.”

“Sid said that that would require eye movement, and he wanted to save that for surveillance.”

Scootaloo laughed. “That's silly.”

Twig laughed back. “Yeah. Now that I think about it, it kinda is” This was becoming a pretty nice conversation, Twig couldn’t remember that last time he talked to someone like this.

“Hey, what was your name again?” Scootaloo asked.

“Its Twig.” He said with a smile.

“Well...Uh...Twig. Can I ask you something?”

Twig stared at the filly. He wasn’t sure if he could answer that question. He had answered a lot of questions he shouldn’t have, but maybe this one was okay. It probably won’t get him in trouble anyway. “What is it?” He said.

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*WHAM*

Sid hit the side of a tree hard, hard enough to make him feel like his ribs were broken, when in reality they were just bruised. Sid spit a mixture of spit and blood and said. “Had enough brother!”

Fig rolled his eyes. “Will you just give up Sid, can’t you see you’re losing.” Over the course of the fight, Fig had kicked and punched Sid more times then Sid, and Sid only got about three hits on his brother, who got about twenty. “You were never that good of a fighter Sid, so I suggest that you-”

Sid immediately got up and ran towards Fig, eyes filled with rage and ready to tackle his sibling, but Fig merely steeped to the side and Sid went head first into another tree. “You can't stop...The Sid, Fig! You're just gonna have to...Kill me!” Sid yelled, he then passed out from the amount of pain he had taken and laid on the side of the tree.

Fig facehoofed and grumbled. “Great, now he’s unconscious. Well Twig looks like you gonna have to carry....a...no...ther…Twig?”

Fig looked around but couldn’t find any trace of Twig, and more importantly, the filly.

Fig rushed over to Sid. “Sid. Sid! Wake up!”

“.....Come on queen….it’s Saturday….Hu?” Sid looked up and Fig. “Oh...You wanna go...another round brother?”

Fig pulled Sid up. “Now's not the time Sid. We need to find Twig and the filly.”

“What?” Sid said in his still dazed state. “What happened to them, did they get...lost or somethin’”

Fig looked around worriedly. “He must of walked away while we were fighting, I should of known he would do something like this, he hates it when he see's fighting going on.”

Sid wrapped his arm around Fig and said. “Kinda like how you hate me...and vise verso....hehe.”

Fig glared at him and nudged him off of his body. “This is serious Sid, if we can't find them, then the queen will have our heads for, not only losing a sibling, but also a pony!”

“Well the queen can bite my-”

Fig grabbed Sig and pulled him closer, faces mere inches away from each other “We already heard it Sid, now come on! We have a big and little problem to find.” He then pulled on of Sid’s arms over his neck and started walking to where he thought Twig might of gone.

“I’ll go...But only if I can drive…”