Intro
The following story is set in an alternate timeline, ten years before Luna’s transformation into Nightmare Moon. Discord was defeated ninety years ago and Celestia had an incident with a changeling forty years ago. Please enjoy.
The Plan
I consider myself a brighter changeling than most of my kin, especially my younger sister, when it comes to the concept of love. Don’t misunderstand me, I have no clue how to make love myself, but I do understand that there has to be a better way of doing it then we currently are. Too often have we sent out collectors only for them to be caught, and as a result the hive receives none of the love energy it needs to survive. I blame Septimus for that. Had she not been so stupid as to replace the royal consort, news of our activities never would have reached the ears of the Ponykin Queen of Day.
This is in the past, however, and nothing can change it. As a result, though, the hives main source of sustenance, the love of the Ponykin, has become increasingly difficult to obtain as more of our collectors keep getting caught. Something has to be done. So, I came up with a plan. My siblings would laugh at me or call me mad, but I see it as the most viable option to help our people. I have only told Mother, and though she too thinks me mad, she has given me leave to make this desperate attempt to help the Hive.
The way I see it, my kin have been going about the collection of love all wrong. We kidnap a ponykin or other mentally advanced being and take their place for a time. Nine times out of ten, though, we are discovered and must the retreat back to the Hive. The way I see it we would not have this problem if we were not so damn secretive in nature. Had we simply met with the Ponykin Queen of Day through diplomatic channels, rather replace someone close to her in order brainwash her, as Septimus foolishly tried to do, we would not be in this mess to begin with.
So, I have decided to take the path less traveled. I presently head toward the Ponykin capital in order to attempt diplomacy. I have done some research, and found that the Ponykin worship two Queens, the high Queen of Day, Celestia, and her sister, the lesser Queen of Night, Luna. It is my belief that I should wait until night fall in order to meet with the Queen of Night as I would never reach the throne room of the Queen of Day alive. Perhaps, if the luck of the first Queen is with me, I shall safely meeting with the lesser Queen of Night and seek a truce between our peoples, however unlikely that this will be.
My plan is simple. I will meet with the lesser Queen of Night and as for her to forgive my people’s actions. Should she do this, all will be well, but I doubt that my words will sway this Queen, who is loyal to the protection of the Ponykin my people have caused harm to. As such, I have a second idea to offer the Queen. In exchange for safe trade between our people, I will perform a series of tasks of the Queen. After all, I have heard it been said that actions speak louder than words. I can only pray that I will succeed.