Much time has passed since Celestia ran out to the badlands and found Queen Chrysalis and, after some serious blackmail, a bit of crying and some kissing (The last being the most affective I might add) Celestia convinced her to let her rule beside her as the changeling’s second Queen, Luan was left in charge of Equestria until a double ganger Celestia was sent to help and both races have prospered since. So what’s the problem? Simple; despite everything Celestia still wanted more, to be specific she wanted a child. But Chrysalis was, as she repeatedly said to Celestia, not ready to be a mother… Celestia vowed to make her see reason… Whatever it took.
Chrysalis sat overlooking the barren sandy lands of her homes, below, curling trails of smoke rose from the small houses below her castle; her subjects were likely just rising for their breakfast. She was sat in a very familiar spot, in fact it was almost a routine for her to come up onto this balcony in the morning and watch the sun rise over her kingdom. It had started since Celestia had reappeared in her life… But that was a story we’ve already told so you don’t need to hear that [A bright pink pony climbs up from below your taskbar and holds up a sign saying: “Go read the blasted comic already if you’re confused, then come back!” she puts down the first sign and picks up a second: http://vavacung.deviantart.com/gallery/50707345/When-Villain-Win-Complete] Chrysalis raised a small cup of tea to her mouth and took a quiet sip before lowering it back down. Considering the effort she’d put in to keep Celestia out it sure was worth it for her to be here, while the changelings all knew how to do it, it was mainly thanks to Celestia that Chrysalis’ subjects stepped up from caves and tents to actual houses.
Her mind on Celestia, Chrysalis instantly realised she hadn’t popped out to try and surprise her with a kiss or a hug. Suddenly concerned, Chrysalis stood up and went back inside her castle, walking the familiar path to her bedroom. Chrysalis gently pushed open the door and tilted her head to hear anything inside the room. On the bed Celestia was propped up by a number of pillows, a dark green book in her hooves and was levitating a piece of cake near her as she nibbled on it. When she noticed Chrysalis walk into the room she smiled, closing the book and casually set it down. Chrysalis didn’t buy it for a second.
Walking briskly to the bedside table, Chrysalis picked up the green book and flicked to the page Celestia had been reading, noting, with some satisfaction, that she shifted nervously
“You don’t need to bother yourself with reading that Chrysalis.” She hardly ever called her Chrysalis; it was always Chrysie that was a dead giveaway
“What have you been reading… Changeling hypnosis?” Chrysalis asked raising an eyebrow “Why do you want to suddenly know how that works?” Celestia remained silent “You know changeling hypnosis doesn’t work on changelings, right?” Celestia blinked in surprise
“Oh… Right.” She mumbled
“Well when you’re done debating whether you can control me, come get some breakfast,” Chrysalis eyed the cake “Some ACTUAL breakfast.” She finished turning and striding from the room rapidly, Celestia watching her retreat from the room. When she was gone she picked up the book again and mumbled, thinking out loud
“Changeling hypnosis doesn’t work on changelings… What if I alter it to pony hypnosis?” Celestia grinned faintly.
Breakfast was less a morning meal and more a report for Chrysalis. Since Raiden had left to join Luna and impersonate Celestia (Which she had eventually worked out when she’d tried to kiss her sister and Raiden’s magic had failed and he’d returned to normal… They are also a couple now apparently.) another changeling had taken his place, but Chrysalis wasn’t very focused
“So, for the time being, my Queen, it seems we’re safe.” The reporter concluded, after all the information on the dragons migrating and the other minor problems on water shortages had been sorted out
“Thank you soldier you are dismissed.” The changeling bowed and retreated from the room as the chef pushed out a trolley of breakfast foods
“Thank you.” Chrysalis said to the chef who bowed politely
“Enjoy.” He said walking briskly back to the kitchen.
Halfway through her meal Celestia returned, sitting silently across from Chrysalis, who noticed that Celestia had a satisfied smile on her face
“What did you find?” Chrysalis asked
“Hmm? Oh just something amusing is all, I’ll tell you later but first,” Celestia licked her lips as a plate of chocolate cake was set down before her, Chrysalis couldn’t help but laugh, thinking about what she’d said earlier, making Celestia blush deeply.
After breakfast Chrysalis’ mind was taken away from Celestia’s strange pursuit. She spent the rest of the morning traversing the castle that she had inherited from her parents, the former Queen and King
“Oh if they could see two mares ruling, mum would have a fit.” Chrysalis said grinning faintly as she past a portrait of the two of them. Chrysalis finally made her way back into the library and found it deserted but clear signs of somepony having been in recently.
A small desk was piled with bits of paper, some of which were scrunched up and a few burnt, perhaps from frustration. Quills and pots of ink lined a single book, a dark green one, like strange little guards
“She still hasn’t given up on this?” Chrysalis muttered walking up to the book and flicking it open, to a VERY different page
“Changeling births and theories about interacting with ponies on a sexual basis.” Chrysalis’ face flushed and she snapped the book close
“She can’t seriously be thinking about…” but before Chrysalis could voice her concerns to herself a shadow passed over her
“You really shouldn’t be reading others pony’s books without permission.” A soft feminine voice said. Chrysalis made to turn around but felt a strange tingling around her horn first. She froze, half facing the stranger as a strange unknown feeling began to spread over her head.
Chrysalis’ body became rigid, the odd feeling in her head was slowly turning into something like pins and needles, and then into something like a message directly in her brain, as if invisible hooves were passing through her skull. Chrysalis moaned raising one hoof to hold her head
“What…What is…Somepony help…Brain fuzzy.” Chrysalis formed snatches of words but her quickly diminishing brain was unable to cope under the onslaught. Chrysalis forced her body to turn, almost falling from the effort, to look at the source. A golden magical aura was floating across towards Chrysalis and into her horn, and following the aura to its source was Celestia, her face scrunched up in concentration as she produced the aura that was mentally assaulting Chrysalis.
“Tia what are…You doing?” Chrysalis managed to gasp out and her rear hooves gave out and she sat down, her mouth dropping open in awe. Celestia managed to look at Chrysalis and smirked slightly
“Hypnotising you.” She stated as if she were stating something as casually as an article in the paper
“But, that’s not possible.”
“Why not?” Chrysalis’ brain took a while to turn over the answer, she was slowly losing her thoughts, which were trickling away like water between cupped hooves
“B-because hypnosis doesn’t work on…On changelings?” she fazed it more like a question
“No, that’s your hypnosis not working on yourselves…I’ve altered it to suit my needs. Mainly hypnotising you successfully. And why are you complaining, if I didn’t you wouldn’t get to experience this would you.” Chrysalis’ mind was becoming putty in Celestia’s hooves rapidly and she moaned softly, but didn’t know why. Maybe because she felt so good… That must be it. Chrysalis’ head lolled onto her chest and her mind caved in, a small smile spreading over her mouth.
Celestia sighed breaking the mental connection. For a moment she allowed herself to rest. Taking control of somepony’s mind was exhausting, but it would be worth it in the end. Celestia beckoned for Chrysalis to follow her, which she did without hesitation. After all, her brain was simply telling her over and over to obey Celestia, it would be her best, and only, interest to do so. Celestia, keeping a sharp ear out for any changeling guards in the castle, led Chrysalis back to the bedroom.
“Now, a while ago you said you weren’t ready to be a mother, right? Well, what about if I asked you again?” Celestia asked curling her multi-coloured tail around Chrysalis’ neck
“I’m happy to do anything you want.” Chrysalis cooed leaning close to Celestia, kissing her neck. Celestia giggled softly
“Okay, turn into Metamorphosis.” Celestia ordered. Chrysalis closed her eyes and her horn glowed acidic green, a bright flash and the handsome changeling King grinned down at Celestia. Metamorphosis took hold of Celestia’s right hoof and lifted it to his lips
“What is my bidding my Queen?” he whispered. Celestia giggled like a filly, blushing and swished her tail happily
“You know what your bidding is.” She purred.
Metamorphosis pushed Celestia’s hooves up with his own, leaned down and forced her to flop back onto the bed whilst kissing her. Celestia gasped in surprise and Meta forced his tongue inside her mouth, running it along Celestia’s. Celestia shivered in delight wrapping one hoof around his neck and the other clutching the bed, Celestia managed to push his mouth off hers
“Ready?” Meta asked grinning
“Go right ahead.” Celestia purred.
Meta crawled backwards and stared up at Celestia, grinning evilly as his muzzle gently brushed her vagina. Celestia made a squeaking sound
“Stop teasing already!” she cried out. Meta chuckled and ran his tongue along Celestia’s vagina, whose head rolled back onto the pillow as she gasped in delight “Ooohhhh… Do that again.” Celestia cooed softly, Meta obeyed running his tongue slightly further in the second time. He raised a hoof up and began to lick Celestia at a constant rate, whilst his hoof began to draw circles slightly above his tongue. Celestia was loving it, spikes of pleasure caused her whole body to shake with ecstasy and she clutched both her hooves to her chest trying not to thrash too much.
Finally, when Celestia was thoroughly covered in both saliva and sweat, Meta climbed up to eye level with her again and grinned
“Done playing around?” Celestia panted and Meta forced his penis into Celestia’s vagina. She gasped in surprise and clutched Meta’s shoulders burying her head in them, a long moan draw out just from being entered
“S-Start thrusting!” Celestia ordered. The stallions chuckled softly and raised his waist up and then back down hard enough for a dull slap to be heard. Celestia called out to the heavens then covered mouth with a hoof as Meta continued to thrust.
Meta’s thrusting began to pick up speed, the walls of Celestia’s vagina gripping and squeezing at the thrusting muscle, coating his penis greatly. Meta gritted his teeth as Celestia began to lift her waist up and down in time with his thrusting, on reflex, her face looking like a very ripe tomato. She gripped the covers tightly, being shaking on the mattress which creaked under the excitement. Meta groaned softly, his hooves holding Celestia’s soft waist
“You’re making such a cute face.” He noted with a hint of satisfaction
“S-shut up!” Celestia gasped. Meta finally tipped the scales, with a sharp gasp, he orgasmed, shots of his semen shooting directly into Celestia who cried out in delight. Meta gasped softly then flopped forward, Celestia pried him off herself and managed to sit up and get Meta to lean against her
“Turn back to Chrysalis.” Celestia ordered. A bright flash and the Queen was back, looking breathless “Wake up Queenie.” Celestia cooed.
There was a brief moment of confusion as Chrysalis’ brain registered that she was no longer in the library but now her bedroom. The next thing she realised was that she was very sticky, sweaty and in bed with Celestia. The combination in that order didn’t comfort her
“What did you do?” Chrysalis asked looking back at Celestia, shooting daggers
“Oh nothing, just had a little fun… Oh and you were wrong about being immune to hypnosis you just can’t hypnotise each other.” Celestia said grinning
“What did you do!?” Chrysalis repeated with a little more force. Celestia’s smile faulted then fell
“Made you have sex with me… As Metamorphosis…” Chrysalis’ eyes widened and she blushed deeply, looking at the far wall in shock
“I can’t be a mum… I’ll be horrible at it.” She whispered Celestia smirked and spun Chrysalis around and hugged her
“You’ll make a fine mother.” She whispered but Chrysalis’ brain couldn’t cope and she fainted “Oops.” Celestia said foalishly with a mischievous grin.
Chrysalis’ eyes fluttered open, she could feel the soft comforting feel of her bed and the slightly ruffled fur of Celestia beside her. Chrysalis sighed, believing it to be a dream… A very lucid dream… That was quickly shatter by Celestia with a jackhammer
“Of good you woke up, I was afraid I’d really done you in after last night’s fun, Meta.” Celestia curled Chrysalis’ male name seductively and Chrysalis buried her head in her hooves
“That happened… Didn’t it?” she asked
“What, the unprotected sex? Yes!” Celestia said cheerfully receiving another groan in response as Chrysalis smacked her head repeatedly against her pillow in frustration.
For the whole day Chrysalis refused to speak to Celestia. She followed her morning routine, first the balcony to see if the town was still in one piece (With everything happening she wouldn’t have been surprised.) Then breakfast, the weekly report sorted the previous day. Chrysalis spent the rest of the morning in the castle pool but mostly just lay in a star shape, like a crane fly on water. It was only around the mid-afternoon, when the sun began to cast long orange patterns across the clouds, that Celestia’s pleading made a breakthrough
“Chrysalis,” Celestia sighed sitting down beside the completely stone still changeling Queen “I am sorry, that I hypnotised and raped you.” She said softly. Despite everything that had happened, Chrysalis smirked
“I’m sorry, what?” she asked turning her head to face her
“You heard me.” Chrysalis looked forward again “Fine! I said I am sorry for being a selfish little foal! There are you happy?” Celestia asked
“Yes, very.” Chrysalis said with a smirked, then she frowned “…What will the child be…” Chrysalis wondered
“Oh easy, a flutterpony.” Celestia answered
“A flutter-what now?”
“Follow me.” Celestia stood up and, with a little relief, Chrysalis followed closely behind.
Celestia returned to the pair’s bedroom and slid open her bedside table
“I don’t visit them much, but, after Raiden was discovered, Twilight found a way to contact me. Recently a friend of hers, Applejack, had a baby. Maybe you’ll recognise the father.” Celestia levitated over a small group picture. On the picture, in the centre, was a deep orange mare with a deep blond mane and brown hat, beside her stood a smiling, and slightly red faced, changeling with a band aid on the bridge of his nose and a red neck scarf which was clearly covered in orange fur hairs, his mossy green hair was choppy and short. But there was no mistaking 007, or as he was called by Applejack and her friends Chang. But the real amazing thing was the little pony stood between them, she was slightly closer to Applejack but smiling at her father. No not a pony, the cute little filly had the folded wings of a changeling as well as the deep sky blue eyes with odd pupils that marked a changeling. But she didn’t have the dark blackish grey body of a changeling. She was bright orange with the sunlight blond mane of her mother, she was a cross between the two
“What is that?” Celestia asked
“What our child will look like I imagine, Twilight dubbed them flutterpony’s. When a changeling in normal form has sex with a pony this is apparently the result.” Chrysalis stared for a long time at the smiling filly in the picture, then to the faces of the two ponies who looked ecstatic about their child, and were looking at her rather than the camera, despite their heads facing it.
Chrysalis’ eyes shone faintly and she managed to smile
“She looks… Very cute.” She said softly and glanced at Celestia, who had one eyebrow raised and was smirking “What’s with that face?” Chrysalis asked
“You’re not mad at my decision anymore, are you?” She said Chrysalis pondered the question then sighed
“It… It might not be the best time for me to become a mother but… I will do my best, for our child.” Chrysalis said nervously
“That’s the spirit.” Celestia said cheerfully
“I’m still mad at you though.” Celestia’s smile fell into a sheepish grin as she chuckled nervously.
The days seemed to just fly past, at first no chance was noticeable in either of the Queens routine, until, one day, on a picnic to one of the few beautiful forests in the changeling kingdom Celestia had a sudden vomiting spree in the bushes, and was taken steadily back to the castle. The next sign was the clear bloating in Celestia’s stomach region and her increased appetite (which she used as an excuse to eat more cake than was necessary for anypony, pregnant or not.) eventually she was taken to the changeling’s hospital for a check-up
“You should be having a more balanced diet, but otherwise, it seems the child’s development is steady and healthy.” The Doctor said, looking extremely strange in a coat and doctor’s hat mixed with the dull black of the changeling’s hides.
The following weeks Chrysalis slowly descended into a slight panic, fussing around the castle as a child’s room was prepared jumping at slight noises
“Chrysie, it’s going to be fine.” Celestia said, slightly bowed from the weight of her stomach which had increased to double its size recently. Celestia nuzzled underneath Chrysalis’ neck and sighed softly
“I’m going to go lie down, for a little while.” Celestia said dragging her hooves across the floor. Chrysalis rushed to her side and helped support her weight with her own and a bit of magic, to the point Celestia was almost being carried by her magic.
Celestia’s second check-up was also a scan and the Doctor gave a similar report on the foal’s progress and also
“We believe it may be a colt when born, so if you wish to prepare names I’d suggest thinking up of a male one, but don’t leave out any female names, we could easily be wrong.” Celestia, her hooves messaging her slightly painful stomach, looked to Chrysalis
“I know of a good name for a colt.” She said with a devilish grin, Chrysalis guessed it before she even voiced it “We could call him, Metamorphosis.” Celestia laughed at Chrysalis’ disappointed groan
“You have a really terrible sense of humour Celestia.” She said causing Celestia to laugh even louder, much to the confusion of the Doctors, who had no idea what they were talking about… Though they had a few theories.
Finally, when Celestia had to assist herself with walking by literally levitating her waist up so the weight didn’t snap her spine, the child’s soon-to-be room was finished. Celestia let go of her magical aura once in the room, not from exhaustion from using so much magic, though that did help, but from the shock of how the room looked. It was deep mid-summer day sky blue, with fluffy white clouds along the ceiling leaking down onto the walls, with a grass green floor, giving the illusion of being on a hill watching the clouds which, as Celestia watched, seemed to actually be changing shape. It was amazing and impressive to see, a bed, with bars to keep the foal in, had been set in one corner of the room and a little paddock filled with toys in the other
“Look, I went around town for toys and found this.” Chrysalis said with a slight grin. Celestia held her hoof to her mouth trying not to laugh at the toy Luna. Her little sister had been turned into a toy, she was dark blue with a very fluffy cuddly fur and mane, and her eyes were two little dark blue dots and she had a little red happy face open mouth smile, Celestia couldn’t help but imagine her real sister looking like the toy, the image was adorable.
“So, this is where… Meta,” Celestia had pestered Chrysalis so much to let her call the foal, if it turned out to be a colt, Metamorphosis that she had eventually caved in to her demands “Will live, it’s not far from our room so if he gets upset you can rush to sort it out.” Chrysalis said
“Me? What about you?” Celestia asked
“You wanted a kid, not me.” Chrysalis said in a taunting sing song voice. Celestia whined softly and Chrysalis chuckled
“You are going to help, right?” Celestia asked concerned
“Of course I am,” Chrysalis rolled her eyes “Can’t have you teaching him everything. He’ll need to learn things correctly.” Celestia gasped and grumbled biting her lip, biting back a retort.
Finally, one morning, when Celestia was enjoying her sister’s distant sunrise, Celestia’s water broke. She freaked out shouting for Chrysalis, breaking into tears, Chrysalis, oddly calm suddenly, took hold of Celestia in her magic and teleported the pair to the hospital. The receptionist, who had been snoozing with her hooves on the desk, feel backwards onto the floor as the pair appeared in a flash of light
“Celestia.” Chrysalis gasped, the receptionist had only just managed to get out the pre-set room number when Chrysalis disappeared in a cloud of dust so fast that a Chrysalis shaped dust bunny was stood in her place, frowning at the receptionist for wasting her time.
Chrysalis almost kicked the door off its hinges, the Doctor, who had taken Celestia’s check-ups, dropped a stack of papers, which he brushed away with his magic once the situation was explained, in short single words, too him
“Celestia-Water broke-Baby-Help!” Chrysalis cried, the levitating Celestia groaning slightly. Chrysalis had Celestia pried forcefully from her magic since she was unable to shut it down, then she was asked to leave. When she refused the Doctor, quite literally, threw her out
“You love her, yes?” the doctor asked as Chrysalis got up to shout at him “Then let me do my job, you would simply hinder our work and put her in danger, now please remain outside until we tell you we are done. No excuses, my Queen.” The Doctor nodded and shut the door, with an ominous click of the lock which echoed in the empty hallway.
Chrysalis didn’t sit, she didn’t even calm down. She paced backwards and forwards across the hallway in front of the operating room, regularly hearing shouts and screams, and snatches of the Doctors and nurses giving encouragement, which almost broke her resolve of not melting the door from its hinges. Her cool and collected act, when Celestia had suddenly buckled over, was gone the second her magical grip had let go of Celestia. Her mind wouldn’t let her have any shred of peace, it kept cheerfully popping up images of what could go wrong. The images getting less realistic and more ridiculous by the minute until Chrysalis imagined the Doctor turning into a dragon and eating Celestia (She promptly pressed her ear to the door but heard no roar of a dragon, but it could have been hidden by Celestia’s latest scream).
Finally Chrysalis decided she couldn’t stand it, whatever the Doctor said she was getting into that room. Chrysalis turned around and aimed a kicked at the door pulling her legs forward to buck them open, just as the Doctor clicked open the door. Chrysalis was already moving her legs to kick, throwing her front hooves off the ground for more moment and force, the Doctor dived aside and Chrysalis crashed to the floor
“Hello, my Queen.” The Doctor said with a slight grin tugging at his lips. Chrysalis scrambled to her hooves “I was just coming to inform you that…” Chrysalis grabbed the Doctor by his coat
“Where is she?” Chrysalis hissed
“Chrysie?” a quiet voice croaked weakly from the side of the room.
Chrysalis ran over to a bed that had been set up in the room. Propped up, by several white pillows that almost blended in with her coat, was Celestia. She had bloodshot teary eyes, and sweat was running down her forehead, but she was smiling widely. Chrysalis stared at Celestia and ran up beside her bed, Celestia stiffly turned her head to look at her
“Chrysalis meet Metamorphosis.” Celestia said with the hint of a grin, but Chrysalis was too occupied to care. In a small bundle of bright blue towels was a little colt, he was bright white like Celestia, but his little mane was mossy green like Chrysalis’, his eyes were acid green as well and folded at his sides were insect like wings, and on his head was a dark black changeling horn that clashed with his fur. The colt giggled upon seeing Chrysalis and reached up with his minuscule hooves making adorable little squeaks.
Chrysalis smiled, then choked a nervous laugh, tears brimming her eyes. Chrysalis managed to gently wrap her hooves around Celestia, with Meta between them. When she pulled back Celestia held up Meta
“Would you like to spark his magic?” she asked. For those of Pegasi and Earth pony origins, sparking a baby unicorn is, basically what it says on the tin, activating their magic. It’s often done by the father if he is a unicorn or the mother if not, though on rare occasions when neither is done a pre-chosen friend is selected to do so for the pair. Chrysalis leaned her horn down and touched it against Meta’s little one, who promptly hit it gently sideways like a sword. Chrysalis chuckled softly then activated her magic, the dark acid green magical aura of the changeling Queen spread across her horn then began to hop to Meta’s own horn who made a soft gurgling noise in confusion, his hoof in his mouth staring in wonder as several sparks shot from his horn. Meta chuckled clapping his damp hooves together, apparently enjoying the feeling of his magic activating, and Celestia smiled nuzzling his hair.
Chrysalis made a chair (I mean literally there and then, with magic!) and sat herself down beside the bed, gently stroking Meta’s mane absent-mindedly
“He’s kinda cute.” Chrysalis said as little Meta waved his hooves around like a strange over excited bird, his little wings buzzing as they mimicked his hooves. Chrysalis, confused that Celestia had given no response, looked up at Celestia. For a moment Chrysalis panicked that she’d dropped dead, but she appeared to still be breathing with her lips tugging upwards in a smile. Chrysalis smirked and leaned forward kissing her forehead
“Sweet dreams Tia.” Chrysalis said standing up, with the intention of thanking, and talking to, the Doctor.
Celestia was kept in hospital for several days (You try having a baby, I doubt you’d find it easy!) along with Meta. Chrysalis, reluctantly, had to return to the castle alone for over a week, getting little sleep as she fretted not only over Celestia, but little Meta as well now. Finally the day arrived when the Doctors cleared Celestia to leave, despite the fact that she looked like a zombie walking back to the castle, she was happily holding Meta in one hoof, speaking and making funny noises to him. Meta took well to his room, instantly falling in love with the little Luna doll, holding it up and making it fly with his magic, as well as nibbling on its miniature horn like some sort of blue lollypop. Celestia watched on occasionally making sounds that greatly amused both Meta and Chrysalis, because they were so ridiculous. Finally Celestia turned to Chrysalis
“Aren’t you going to play with him?” It was less a question and more a request, Celestia, though cleared, look horrid. Her fur was a spikey mess in random spots along her body, as if she’d had an electric shock, her eyes had dark shadows, but glittering with pride and her mane wasn’t moving as mistily as usual
“Sure, you go clean yourself up, I’ll entertain Meta.” Chrysalis said.
Celestia sighed with relief, standing up, she left the room closing the door gently behind her. Meta watched his mother leave, and as soon as she was gone, confusion spread across his face, before he looked upset, as if he might cry. Chrysalis, wanting to avoid that, approached Meta and sat down beside him
“Hay Meta,” Chrysalis said, Meta, tears brimming his eyes, looked towards his second mother “Do you want to hear a story?” Chrysalis asked in a soothing voice Meta reached out his hooves pleadingly and Chrysalis picked him up, pulling him into a hug “I’ll take that as a yes.” Chrysalis said as Meta stared up at her.
“Once upon a time, in the beautiful land of Equestria two regal sister, bla, bla let’s skip the boring part shall we and get to the action!” Chrysalis struck a pose, her right hoof out with a grin on her face and Meta burst into a fit of giggles before copying his mother with a cute little battle noise, looking up at his mother to see if he’d done it right “Well done.” Chrysalis said kissing her forehead “Anyway, our story begins one day with a young unicorn mare and her friends; Twilight Sparkle, Fluttershy, Rainbowdash, Applejack, Rarity and Pinkie Pie.” Chrysalis leaned close as she spoke the last name “Don’t mention parties to her unless you want your ears numbed to death by her rambling.” She said in a childish voice and Meta must have understood it was a joke because he laughed
“The six were enjoying a lovely day in the park, soon to be interrupted by the purple baby dragon Spike,” Meta levitated over a fearsome looking dragon and Chrysalis chuckled “He may one day look like that, but he’s as intimidating, right now, as this.” Chrysalis held up a little teddy bear with giant puppy eyes “I am Spike the dragon, how would you like your cookies today, Twilight?” Chrysalis said, in a slightly deep voice, taking the evil looking dragon in her magic and making it bounce around in front of Meta, who was laughing like mad
“Spike had just receive a message, a wedding between Princess Mi Amore Cadenza… Or Cadance as she prefers, and Twilight’s own brother Shining armour,” Chrysalis leaned close smirking towards the door Celestia had left through “Celestia is still quite mad that he kissed me, I’ll tell you about that later on.” Meta smiled as Chrysalis continued her story, which involved her singing for him, levitating him around the room and making images with her magic appear like a movie, and even going so far as to turn into the pony’s she was describing for him.
Celestia, now washed and looking a lot less dishevelled, slowly crept back to the bedroom. She had half expected to open it and have Chrysalis jump her in a blind panic, but she was pleasantly surprised
“So I stood upon the thrown of Canterlot, Celestia’s old throne, doubt she’d fit in it now with all the cake she ate when she was having you!” Chrysalis mimicked stuffing her face and Meta rolled on the floor in a fit of giggles “And I realised, I’d somehow won, which wasn’t actually supposed to happen…” Celestia smiled as Chrysalis recounted how they had met, noticing how she skipped over what they had done after consuming too much cider. Finally Celestia walked in and Chrysalis paused in her story
“Oh, hey Tia, were you listening?” Chrysalis asked nervously
“Yes, and I think I would still fit in my throne thank you.” Chrysalis leaned down next to Meta
“With several crates of butter.” She spoke out the side of her mouth, Meta was crying tears of joy at this point and Celestia walked up to him
“You traitorous little colt! How dare you speak ill of mummy.” Celestia began poking Meta’s stomach and he began rolling around to escape, laughing “I better teach you so manners!” she threatened “Give me a hoof here will you.” Celestia said to Chrysalis, who promptly began tickling Celestia. Meta, still giggling, began to run around the pair laughing merrily, as Celestia begged for mercy
“You shall receive none, isn’t that right Meta.” He bounced up and down as if to answer and laughed louder as he jumped on Celestia as well, to tickle her alongside Chrysalis.
Every night, to this day, Chrysalis acted out some sort of story to little Meta. Be it one with Twilight and her friends, Celestia, or even Luna as the characters (And once herself, which Meta seemed to like the most.) she would act out everything, shamelessly, even with Celestia watching. Meta turned out to be an amazing thing to happen for the original Queen of the changelings. Celestia, every time she saw one of Chrysalis fancy plays for Meta, who sat in his overly large bed to watch, clapping and laughing along, would have a small smile tug at her mouth as she thought of ways to Convince Chrysalis to try for a second foal. But that would be for later, she had to focus on Meta, who was here right now, first.
Author's Note
Well, considering I had six days to write this story, I think I did alright. I really liked writing the ending, with Chrysalis reacting out a Canterlot wedding to little Meta! So cute! :3
Hope you all enjoyed and, as always, feedback is appreciated. :)
