"Rarity! Open up!" Sweetie Belle was still getting used to not having a horn and being a lot bigger than she had been. "Look, everypony has changed, you won't-"

"I am hideous!" Rarity's voice carried an odd tone to it, on top of sounding with a lot more growl than normal. "It was bad enough losing my lovely mane, now I don't have any coat at all!"

"Either open the door, big sis, or I am going to open it and come in." Sweetie had had enough. Her sister was hurting, she knew, but everypony was in the same boat. The door started to open and Sweetie felt relieved that she didn't jump. She might be a bigger pony than she normally was, but a timber wolf was something else again. "That's pretty awesome, actually."

It was not only the opposite of what Rarity had expected, but it was completely confusing to have her little sister so big, or at least looking like a mare. "Sweetie?" The timber wolf pounced the mare, getting a giggle, completely not the usual reaction to such an attack.

"You're so big… your tongue tickles! Rarity?" Sweetie looked up into the big canine face before her. She smiled at her sister and kissed the bundle of sticks that was Rarity's nose. "Best sisters forever."

Rarity didn't know timber wolves could cry, but she found out that not only could they, but they could shed tears in happiness. "Forever." She hugged Sweetie tight, trying to be a little careful not to poke her. "Let me clean up a little."

Sweetie lifted a big, to her, hoof up and booped Rarity on her snout. "You are a timber wolf, what is to clean up?"

"That," Rarity ran a tongue—that felt like wet leaves—from the tip of Sweetie Belle's nose all the way up to her ears, "is not the point."She got off her sister and turned back into the room. "Let Twi know I will be down soon."

Luna, Lyra, and Hope reached the town square and, seeing the mix of monstrous creatures waiting for them, Luna was thankful she had put so much command in her voice. "Ponies of Ponyville!" It wasn't the full Royal Canterlot Voice, but it was close and certainly got attention; she waited until everypony was quiet and listening. "And you are ponies, this," Luna gestured around to all assembled, then brought her hoof back to her own chest, "is the work of a particular creature of chaos."

"You called?" Discord slipped out from behind what seemed to be a perfect recreation of Cerberus. "I must say, Your Queenship, that look is lovely!"

Consumed with rage, Luna reached for her magic to drive at Discord but pulled her "punch" at the last moment. "End this now, Discord. Change everypony back."

"No." Discord slipped backwards, landing on a banana lounge. "I will not turn a single pony back until you lot all lighten up. Why did you choose such dreadful costumes? Oh, excepting you Princess Chrysalis." Without realizing quite how it happened, Hope had her hoof up and Discord was kissing it, posing for all the world like the brownest of brown-nosing courtiers.

"Turn us back!" A new voice lifted from the crowd, half a growl as it came from the middle head of the cerberus' trio of heads. "Come on Discord, I thought we were friends?" Spike squinted at Discord.

"Spike? Of course we are friends," Discord seemed to appear right beside Spike's head, lifting one big floppy ear to whisper inside, "if we were enemies I would have turned you into a bowl of pudding." He had to dance back as a big mouth snapped right where he had been. "Okay, how about this, once all of you can relax and have a good time, I will turn everypony back?" Discord saw a shape half flying, half slithering, coming from the Castle of Friendship and he blanched. "Oh no, uh, you didn't see me!"

With a puff of chaotic magic, Discord's head attached to the cerberus, leaving Storm half pushed aside.

"Where did Discord go?" Fluttershy was staring down at the ground, she still couldn't trust her eyes but figured the dirt was safe to look at. "He is being mean and I want him to stop it right now." The mare would have stomped a hoof, but right now, she didn't have one.

"Totally not over here." Discord lifted one big paw to cover his mouth the moment he gave himself away. Fluttershy was fast, faster than Spike, Storm, or Cloud could move to get them out of her path.

"Discord!" Fluttershy lifted her head, staring into Discord's eyes. She realized too late that he was starting to turn to stone. "Wait, no!" The stone continued, flowing down Discord's neck and into the huge canine body. "No, no stop, I didn't want to do this!" Fluttershy recoiled back from the petrifying quartet.

"Fluttershy, it's okay…" Spike smiled and looked up at the big cockatrice, right as the stone finished freezing him in place.

A compelling warmth flooded Fluttershy, coming from the stone creature. Without thinking she rushed forward and coiled her body around the big shape, closing her eyes and nuzzling Spike's head.

Lyra rushed forward, reaching up to the tightly coiled cockatrice. "Fluttershy, Fluttershy relax, you need to unfreeze them." He reached one big hoof up to the gentlest pony he knew. "Fluttershy?"

"I don't know how. I can't even look at anypony without turning them… to…" Fluttershy tilted her head up, looking at the much smaller version of herself suddenly perched on Discord's nose. "Fluffy?"

"Beheld." The cockatrice looked at the huge creature that looked just like her. "Zecora named me Beheld." As was typical with animals, Fluttershy could understand them just fine, but nopony else could. "Was this a trick?"

"It was, and not a nice one." Fluttershy was having the one-sided-seeming conversation with one of the more feared creatures of the Everfree. Lyra was a little worried, but at least Fluttershy was relaxed. "How do I undo this?"

"First you need a good meal, feel how warm the stone is?" as Beheld spoke, Fluttershy really noticed that he was right, she nodded. "You are a big cockatrice, but you have a nice big statue to drink from. Maybe a day or two and you will be full enough to relax your grip. Or you could just grab a few more. There are some more big critters here…"

Fluttershy blinked at her friend's pet. "A few days?" Beheld nodded. "That…" looking up, Fluttershy almost made eye contact with Luna before ducking back down. "He says in a few days I will be able to relax my grip and let them move again."

"Maybe even a full moon." Beheld shrugged his scaled wings. "You are a big one, but then your meal is big too."

"He says maybe a month." Fluttershy's heart fell, this was terrible and it was all her fault. "I'm sorry…" If it wasn't for the comforting warmth of energy pouring from the statue she was coiled around, she might have slithered off for her home.

A dark, shod, hoof pressed under Fluttershy's beak, tilting her head up until she met two slit-pupil eyes in a midnight black face. Nightmare Moon, with concern and care on her face, looked quite strange indeed. But the Queen of Darkness didn't turn to stone. "This was not your fault, Fluttershy." Luna held the anger she felt inside, keeping it down. "Only one is to blame, for all of this. Discord will be judged on his actions, when you can rouse him from the stone. I know it causes the trapped no harm, Spike and his family will be treated as heroes when you release them."

"You shouldn't cry, monsters don't cry." Beheld noticed something and, with a delighted squawk, launched himself down to catch a snail trailing up the huge fore-paw of the multi-headed creature. "Oh look, they are gathering, I take it back, catching big prey is the best, look at all the snails!"

Luna blinked at Fluttershy, unsure why the huge cockatrice was doing it, but she couldn't help but comment. "I have never seen a cockatrice laugh before…"

"You're me?" Rainbow Dash had worked out how to fly quickly, talking took longer but that too had come. Not chilling and raining on ponies around her was… still in the works. The system in place, as she chatted with Scootaloo, was to hover over a huge trough and Muffins was using magic to drain it.

"Yup!" Scootaloo spread her blue wings, her body clad in the tight Wonderbolts outfit. "Whaddaya think?" She was bigger than she had been, but her wings were about the same size as they were, but the biggest difference was her muscles. Instead of newly growing flight muscles, Scootaloo sported the taut and trained form of an expert flier. She struck a pose.

"You look awesome!" Rainbow Dash ruffled her air-wings, making a little eddy in the wind currents around her. "We totally need to race, how does it feel like that?"

"No, slow down you two." Muffins lifted two hooves and covered her mouth. "I sound like her." Even though the form of Celestia was speaking past two perfectly white hooves, it still sounded just like the Princess of the Sun. "Plot!" Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash both looked at Muffins as if she had gone crazy. "Cheesecake forever!" Now the two were giggling along with the alicorn. "I declare every pony must bring me cake!" She lifted her hoof into the air, making a perfect royal proclamation. It wasn't just Dash and Scoots laughing now, more ponies were snorting and giggling.

"You need to lift her hoof more, declare it a bit louder, own your proclamations!" Luna was grinning from one side of her snout to the other. "Oh, OH! Say, 'I love eggy-wegs!' " She got a blank stare back. "Please?"

"I love eggy-wegs!" Muffins couldn't resist a pleading Nightmare Moon, nopony could. "Does she? I heard some rumors but I thought it was you, Princess Luna…" Muffins tilted her head a bit while looking at Luna and had the Queen of Darkness suddenly throw her hooves to her snout, holding in laughter. Tilting her head the other side, Muffins used her trick—that thankfully still worked—tilting her eyes in different directions. Luna lost all control and fell to the floor in gales of laughter, lifting her head every now and again, to see the perfect guise of her sister, with two wall-eyes. "I know just what went wrong." Muffins grinned and walked over, regal as ever Celestia had been, and booped the cavorting Luna on the nose.

"Muffy! My bath!" Rainbow Dash was starting to run over the tub, her wife quickly banishing all the water with a blast of solar magic. "Best, Celestia, ever."

Luna, who had started to regain a modicum of her stately posture, almost fell over again giggling at the phrase.

"Bonny!" Lyra broke into a gallop, charging for the mare who wasn't changed at all. "Bon Bon, it's me! Lyra!"

"Lyra?" Sweetie Drops froze, she had been about to bolt; having Sombra charge at you was not the kind of charge an earth pony could stand against. "What is going on? Is this some kind of disguise?"

"Sorta… kinda… maybe?" Lyra slowed down for the last few steps. He didn't close the distance to his wife completely, he could see she wasn't comfortable yet. "We were all dressing up, I was having a ball with Princess Luna and Hope… oh, Hope was Chrysalis, but she is much nicer now." Lyra's mouth was working a million miles a minute. "Then there was a wave of magic and we all got turned into our costumes!" He bounced on his huge hooves.

Sweetie blinked at the information dump. "Either you are Lyra, or you are the best changeling I have ever seen. Either way, I want to cuddle." Both met, stepping together and wrapping the other in an embrace. Of course, Lyra's embrace was a lot… bigger, than Sweetie's. "You're huge…"

Having started getting used to that himself, Lyra shook his big, black-maned head. "I am the mighty Schlongbra!" He grinned, charging a little magic. The world seemed to twist as his magic poured up his horn, dark purple wrapped his vision. "Whoa… uh."

"You okay?" Sweetie was immediately concerned for Lyra, reaching a hoof up to brush the stallion's cheek.

Lyra took a deep breath. The scent of Sweetie's hoof, still smelling faintly of chocolate, assailed the stallion and set his mind to ease. "Schlongbra needs his mare." He bared fangs, rubbing them along Sweetie's neck. "And he needs her now."

"Oh no, the evil King Schlongbra is after me! I must flee!" Dashing for their home, Sweetie squealed with abandon as the stallion gave chase. A sudden thought came to her mind and she halted. "Lyra?"

"Yeah Sweets?" Lyra slowed and nuzzled down along his wife's neck.

"This is our chance. We could have a foal, our foal." Sweetie Drops looked up at the visage that had terrified a whole empire. "Do you think the tree would spare me?" The moment the thought passed her mind and lips, Sweetie felt a lurch inside, her body trembling as the seed within her failed. "Oh… oh!"

"Oh indeed, she was listening, wasn't she?" Lyra could smell a difference with Sweetie, she smelled really good now and it made things grow. "Now, where was I… oh, that is right. RUN IN FEAR! SCHLONGBRA IS HERE!"

Sweetie squealed again, laughing with joy as her best friend and partner chased her indoors.

Author's Note

A mare trotted out onto the stage. Light colored, she looked a little lost. "Uh, hi? Excuse the... uh... look, this isn't normally my thing. My name is Gel Pattern, you might have heard of me." She smiled hopefully. "Snacking? Well..." A little darkness flows over the mare's features. "I can't really snack properly at the moment, not really a changeling, but hey, I am going to get to try a lot more normal food. Normally I need to wear a magic-blocking ring to do that, and those things feel... a little strange." The mare's eyes widen suddenly and she smiles, slumping down sideways.

"Finally got one!" Nuzzles had gotten a few nips in before one of his snouts claimed a swelling teat. "Until tomorrow!" The little creature waved with a paw and dropped his other snout down to nurse properly.

I... had to call it that, I am so sorry.

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