Twilight stepped out of the kitchen. "Phew, false alarm!" She trotted over and sat down again beside her friend. "That was lucky, I would hate to have burnt those muffins."

"Cake?" Rarity was smelling something was up but trusted her friend to be keeping important secrets, if she deemed them required. But this didn't smell like an important secret, nor did it smell like cake or muffins.

The alicorn's wings fluttered a little in panic. "What? Oh, cake… muffins! Yes, it was something new Pinkie wanted me to… it's not working is it?"

Rarity shook her head, eyes closed as a smile lit on her snout. "No darling, it really isn't. Who is he?"

"He?"

"In my experience, it is almost always a he. Mares are not this much trouble." Rarity had Twilight on the run, so to speak. This was the juiciest thing she had heard in a month and she wanted all the details, it certainly explained Twilight's flustered look when she came in, she must have just missed the stallion.

Twilight slumped a little, her wings drooping. "It is. Gel-"

"The changeling?!" Rarity sounded scandalized. "Twilight, dear, you could do so much better." No sooner had Rarity said it than she wanted to unsay it, Twilight had a challenged look on her face that spoke of the level of determination it took for a unicorn to become an alicorn. "That was wrong of me, I am sure he is darling, but Twilight dear, you must tell me everything. What happened after we left?"

Gel found things a little tough, he tried to climb up the wall of the crystal castle, but kept slipping back down. Then he tried to fly, but his wings, great as they looked, were not actually made from feathers and fur. Slumping down, he started to walk around the castle.

"Twilight!" A voice startled him and Gel looked up and suddenly remembered who he looked just like. "I was just coming over to see if your gloomy-gus changeling deserved a party." The pink pony looked, despite her description of his former state, quite chipper. "What do you think?"

Gel Pattern thought a moment, trying to make sure his voice would sound just like Twilight's. "Oh, uh sure! A party wo…" The mare was gone with the sound of 'yay' echoing in her wake. "Strange friends…" He kept on his path, getting around to the front and slinking in the front door. Closing it behind him he heard another voice call his friend's name.

"There you are Twilight, I just got a letter from Princess Celestia!" Spike held out the scroll and Gel gave a sigh.

"It's not Twilight, I was pretending to be her to try and save her image. This is all pear shaped." The changeling flowed to a changeling-like form, then thought better of it and ended up looking just like Pattern.

"Whoa… oh hay, do me!" Spike withdrew his offer of the scroll, but the request seemed to be the first thing that came to mind.

Gel blushed. "Uh, do… oh!" His form melted again, flowing and reshaping into something very different from a pony and a fair bit bigger than Spike. "How is this?"

"Awesome!" Spike reached out his clawed hand, held palm up. Gel was a little confused by the gesture. "Uh, you hit my hand with yours, sort of like a…"

Gel smiled, lifting his own larger duplicate of Spike's hand and high-fiving the dragon. "You're pretty cool, you are Twilight's friend?"

"And number one assistant." Spike puffed his chest out. "Wait, do I hear Rarity?"

The wave of love and desire was palpable enough that Gel could taste it in the air without even reaching to Spike. Something really had hold of his heart and the changeling could guess what… or who. "Oh, yeah, she was chatting with Twilight. Hay, will you cover for me? If she asks where I was, I was taking a bath upstairs, got it?"

"Of course, dragons have to stick together!"

Gel almost felt compelled to remind Spike that he was a changeling, almost. "Well, let's go see them." The pair stepped along, Spike seeing hearts in his eyes and Gel Pattern having trouble working with just two legs. "This is a little tricky." He had stumbled again.

"What?" Spike was so besotted now, particularly that he could see Rarity inside the dining room. "Rarity! Twilight!" He toddled into the room on his little legs. Gel walked in behind him, wearing a rakish smile.

"Spikey wikey!" Rarity rubbed the little dragon around one of the fins on his head. "How is… my… who is your friend, spike?"

Rarity was staring at Gel and the changeling flowed down, becoming the image of his first love. "Sorry, he asked me to, uh… do…" Gel was a little lost for words, it just didn't sound right to say it that way. "Bit muddle headed, just having a shower."

"He was sneaking into the castle." Spike said, grinning up at Rarity like a love-struck colt. Gel lifted a hoof and planted it on firmly against his forehead.

"I gathered that already, Spike-dear." Rarity spoke to the dragon, but stared over Spike's head at Gel. It was clear there were going to be words if that mare ever got him alone.

"You have a scroll?" Twilight gestured to Spike, who blinked a few times and lifted his hand, clutching the message.

"I do! From Princess Celestia." He handed it over, simply expecting the alicorn to grasp it in her magic. And of course she did.

Unrolling the scroll, having broken the seal, Twilight read aloud. "Apparently there was an attack on Cadance and Shining too." She sounded shocked. "They dealt with the changelings but I don't like this one bit." Her tone had shifted, indicating that she wasn't reading the scroll anymore. "Oh, she has requested I come to Canterlot at once, and to bring my friends."

"Weren't you just in Canterlot?" Gel looked to Rarity.

"I was, Pinkie and I simply couldn't bear the thought of our friend Twilight cooped up alone with a strange changeling." The words had a few barbs, but they weren't too sharp. "We came home early to keep you compan-"

"SURPRISE!" Pinkie appeared as if from nowhere, confetii raining around them. "Oh, where is the changeling? Twilight, you said he would want a party, right?"

Twilight looked as surprised as normal by her friend's enthusiasm, but looked at Gel with an eyebrow raised. "My fault, sorry." Gel slumped. "I didn't want to ruin Twilight's image… I disguised as her as I slipped out of the kitchen and ran into…"

"Pinkie Pie, nice ta meetcha!" Pinkie offered a hoof, shaking one that Gel didn't even remember offering.

"… into Pinkie Pie." Gel squinted and couldn't stop a grin. "The description of you, Pinkie, doesn't do you justice. I wasn't really thinking straight, I just wanted to get back inside. I am sorry." The changeling bowed his head and there was a silence, as if he was expecting something.

"Uh, Gel?" Twilight reached a hoof over and gently poked at his shoulder. She drew it back when she saw him flinch. "Gel what's wrong?"

The changeling looked back up, surprised. "I deserve punishment, I shouldn't have been so hasty to copy you, princess." He said her title mainly to remind himself that she really was one and that he was still, technically, her prisoner. "I will accept any such you…"

A large slice of cake, on a plate, was thrust before him. "You silly billy, there is never a bad reason for a party. This can be the Gel Punishment Party! Now eat your punishment cake." Pinkie was smiling so wide that it was impossible for the changeling not to smile, hesitantly, back. "Go on, I baked it specially for you."

Gel looked down at the cake and leaned down tentatively, taking a bite from it. It was true that his taste hadn't had much of a workout in his short life, but it suddenly got the hit of a genuine Pinkie Pie Triple Iced Wonder Cake.

"And yup, gone. Pinkie," Twilight turned to her friend, getting her own slice hoofed to her, "did you double-ice that one?"

"Triple, here you are Rarity, Spike." Pinkie was generous, passing the cake around and keeping a big slice for herself. Spike, she knew, was more of a 'hard and shiny' food person, but this was a Pinkie cake, even the dragon ate some.

The food maintained silence among them for a while.

"Spike, take a letter. Dear Princess Celestia." Twilight had finished hers and was ready to act. "I trust you have contacted Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Fluttershy, and the fillies in Canterlot. I will be leaving to join you shortly. I will be bringing a pony who can shed more light on this topic. Your faithful… student, Twilight Sparkle." Twilight smiled as she almost tripped on title she used with her mentor. It tickled her every time she thought of how lucky she was to have learned from the princess.

Spike rolled up the scroll he had somehow managed to take down and, with a thump to his belly, belched green fire that consumed the scroll. "All done!"

"Thanks Spike. Now we-" Twilight turned back ready to watch the rest finish their cake when Spike coughed and choked and a single scrap of her own scroll came back. "Oh… oh no…"

Twilight dropped the paper on the table.

Princess Twilight Sparkle, your friends are not here, I thought they were in Ponyville. Please come immediately. Celestia.

It wasn't just the message that startled Twilight, it was how it was signed and how fast it returned.

"Twilight, eat another bite of cake before you cast that." Rarity took charge of things faster than Gel could think. Pinkie saluted Rarity and with little provocation jammed a whole slice into the alicorn's open mouth. "Thank you Pinkie."

Twilight chewed as fast as she could, she needed her mouth free to work the spell properly for this many ponies and boy would it use up some energy. Part of her really admired Rarity for her thinking in that. "They were grabbed in Canterlot?" Gel looked to Rarity and Pinkie, who both shrugged.

"Last time I saw them, they were going to be staying in some rooms at the castle. Either somepony lured them out of Canterlot or there are changelings there who grabbed them. I can't imagine Applejack or Rainbow Dash would have gone down without putting up a fight." Rarity looked down at her cake, sighing and eating the last of it in a very un-lady-like gulp.

"I can take a guess as to who organized it. I don't like this, but I think I need to go back to the hive, if only to get your friends out." Gel felt some part of him galvanize in a way he had never felt before. It felt… good, really good.

"They are in the hive? Chrysalis' hive?" Pinkie sounded shocked but picked up the blunt serving knife she had used on the cake. "Just point me at 'em!"

"Oh, ugh… thank you Rarity. Girls… Gel, lets… and Spike, I am not leaving you behind." Twilight reached her wings out, one cupping Rarity, another Pinkie. Gel stepped forward.

"Twilight, if there are changelings in Canterlot, I am not going to risk it… damned to what your friends think, you need to be safe." The changeling stepped up and over the table.

"Gel what do you… oh." Twilight barely got the last word out as Gel flowed down over her.

"Ohh!" Pinkie giggled and reached out a hoof to poke the last of the changeling as he reshaped himself around the mare, her friend. "Twilight, does that tickle?"

Gel was learning, he hid her face even as he felt Twilight blushing hard. He was working inside her and trying to be subtle, but she had been doing something not all that long ago that still had her a bit sensitive. Gel worked down a single tendril into one ear. "I can gag you, moan if you need to." His words were unheard by the others. As were her moans.

Twilight closed her eyes as she felt the swelling inside of herself, Gel finding every nook and cranny. She thought for sure he did it on purpose, to make her orgasm in front of her friends but at last, mere moments before she would have really screamed into the hefty… stuff, in her mouth, it all settled down. She was panting hard, feeling air rushing in and out through her nostrils.

"You good now?" The voice was soft, Gel didn't want to overwhelm her any more than she already was. He felt their head nod and he smiled and slowly drew the gag free, settling it down her throat and adjusting the breathing tubes so she could talk.

"Okay… warn me next time you do that." Twilight opened her eyes, looking through the slightly dark lenses Gel set before them. Rarity was blushing on one side of her, she could see the unicorn had a good idea of what just happened… almost happened.

"Wow, that looks cool, me next!" Pinkie bounced up and down on all fours before Twilight stretched her wings out again, cupping Rarity and Spike together on one side and Pinkie on the other. The earth pony grabbed one last slice of cake on a plate as they all vanished in a puff of purple smoke.

Author's Note

Oh no, if somepony foalnapped some of the mane six, then we can't have season five! This is a disaster!

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