That was the summer nine hundred and sixty three years after Discord's fall, when everyone called me Chryssy and I knew better than to correct them. That was before Princess Luna was banished, when ponies and changelings mingled without fear. When all I wanted was to best my sisters and become queen. When finding a mate was the furthest thing on my mind. That was the summer we went to the Macintosh Hills, on the border of changeling and pony lands...

A ponification/parody of Dirty Dancing. 8th place finalist in the December 2014 Writeoff, "Behind Closed Doors". Thanks to kp-shadowsquirrel for the artwork!