Ch10 - 3 - Reunited

'Tia' and 'Lulu' were getting off the train in Canterlot. Despite having had to say goodbye to their new friends, both felt more relaxed and at peace than they ever had before in their lives.

"Coming home feels… good." Celestia trotted off the train, Luna moving up beside her. The pair looked around and leaned across and shared a kiss.

Luna broke from the touch of her sister's lips. "It does. Let's go see what boring things have happened while we were away." Moving, the pair kept their flanks and shoulders brushing together. "You know, Tia, we are going to have to be careful now, too."

"Why is that, Lulu?" Celestia hadn't a care in the world, or so she thought.

"Because like this, we can be naughty sisters, but as princesses-" Luna was explaining her worry when a sigh from Celestia drew her up short. "Yes, that."

Celestia waved a hoof to one of the guards at the front gate, who snapped to attention. They had to be told, but she still felt too many ponies knew. Ponies who lacked the faculties to lie even as well as her sister. "We could change that." Celestia smiled. "We are technically in Twisty's herd, sister-herdmates are not common, but also not abhorrent."

"Let's see. I bet there is probably some mess already waiting for us." Luna and Celestia trotted together to Luna's bedroom where they found a happily sleeping changeling, still looking the part of the dark alicorn.

Luna stepped easily into the dream world. Changeling dreams were not the easiest for her to slip into, but they were not beyond her.

"It fills my heart with sunshine all the while, yes it does!" Pinkie Pie was bouncing around, singing.

The alicorn couldn't help but smile herself. This was just a reflection of the most loving pony she knew, of course it would be a changeling dream. She hated to do it, but she reached out and gently brushed Pinkie Pie, silencing her and leaving her looking surprised.

"What?" A random background pony looked startled, then lit with green fire and was the changeling owner of this dream. "Oh, Luna!" Darkness embraced darkness as the changeling wrapped their forelegs tight around the alicorn. "Thank Twisty you are back, there were letters, SO MANY LETTERS! Twilight had to fight dragons and then things got really crazy and there was an alligator in the sewers and now Twilight is lost in time and-."

Luna had reached a hoof up and pressed it gently to the drone's snout. "Shhh, wake up now, Tia needs to hear this."

When Luna woke from the dream, she found her snout pressed to the soft mound of… herself. She couldn't resist, she snaked her tongue out and lapped just once before the important news shook her from her naughtiness. "Tia, you did this?"

Celestia was giggling like a fiend, having arranged her sister and her sister's doppelganger to be sixty-nining each other.

"Princess Celestia!" The drone flashed with green fire and darted over to the white unicorn. "Please, we didn't want to bother you on vacation but everything is going wrong!" It was obvious the changeling was greatly distressed. Partly by the way her wings kept buzzing but also the way she clung so tightly to Celestia's foreleg and sobbed.

Gel waited for nightfall.

Waited was a bad word, for what the poor changeling was doing. Crying, self-loathing, anguish, and worse, played through the poor creature. His life was a lie, everything he had done had been done because his 'queen' made him want to do them. Except one thing.

"Pattern…" He said her name again, and again, and again. It hurt every time he said it. It felt wonderful to say it. He had killed her.

As the sun dropped below the horizon, Gel's determination started to beat back the negative emotions. "Not again."

Unfolding his legs, the changeling stood and began making his way to the feeding chamber of the huge dome. The majority of the swarm that had come to pacify the Ponies of Everfree had already left, departed with their queen to track down the next resistance group. Gel slunk along the wall, trying to look anywhere but toward the two pods he was approaching.

It was a shock when he bumped into another changeling just as he reached them. Spinning, he was ready to fight but froze as he saw Twisty Turn. "Uh, Twisty, hungry?" Gel tried to look as innocent as possible, which was of course not at all. He was a changeling.

"Oh, um, yeah! Hungry! Oh boy, I love drinking from alicorns!" Twisty looked down at the pods she had planned to release. This was bad, Gel could not only subdue the two ponies but herself included.

"I am sorry Twisty, you are not a bad changeling, really." Gel was advancing on the mare, sorrow and steely determination in his attitude.

"Whoa, wait, what are you doing?" Twisty backed up a few paces, not liking where this was going, how did he know?

"I am going to let these ponies out, probably all the ponies here. What we are doing is-" Gel was shaking his head, ready to pounce on the other changeling.

"Wrong." Twisty said the word, halting both of them where they stood. "It doesn't have to be like this, ponies love and are happy all the time, why do we need to be bad to them?"

Gel relaxed a little. The words were so very right. He gave a sigh and nodded. "What are we going to do after we get them out?"

Twisty shrugged. "Hadn't thought that far, in case you hadn't noticed, I am not the most bright changeling in the hive." She began to release the unicorn's pod, triggering it to release and open. Beside her, Gel was doing the same for the alicorn.

Watching the purple pony be revealed set Gel's heart fluttering. He knew now what he had felt from her, because he had felt it before. From Pattern. Reaching in he helped the mare remove herself from the pod and the pod from herself. She looked up at the changeling and before he could say something, she spoke. "Gel, I love you."

The goo-changeling fell, his legs couldn't hold him and he dropped to the ground at her hooves, sobbing.

Spike was having a similar locomotion problem, but that was mainly thanks to not being very familiar with the process the pod had used on him. "Twilight!"

The alicorn's gooey wings wrapped around the unicorn as they embraced. A slight glow of Twilight's horn banished the green goop from both of them. "Okay, so somepony needs to explain what is happening?"

"Getting you out, all of you." Twisty was already reaching out with her power, triggering as many pods as she could reach. "Ponies don't deserve to be treated like this, nopony does."

Twilight realized what she should have at first. Her hoof met her forehead. "Wait, Twisty…" She reached out with her power, dispelling the grip Chrysalis had put on all her children, at least for these two.

The world wobbled for the changeling drone. She looked at the ponies in front of her, at her brother curled up in a sobbing ball on the ground and she felt steely determination rise. "I'll kill her!"

"Now Mr Cockatrice, you are full now, you should let Zecora go." Fluttershy was lecturing the creature curled up inside her friend. It was an awkward way to have a conversation but once it had found its new home it refused to leave.

Zecora had felt every touch, every squirm and it was wonderful and terrible. The pleasure was constant, the cockatrice seemed to constantly move and shift inside her, but there was no way she could gain release. Release required the body to function, and all she could do was feel.

Tree Hugger was cooking up their breakfast, making a big plate of hash-browns. "Yeah, like, she will need some time and you totally need to learn manners, little dude."

The cockatrice squirmed a little more. The food from this pony was so good but the Master of Beasts was right. Slithering halfway out, the cockatrice began to release his magic's grip on the zebra.

Zecora felt her tail flutter first, then the stone that was her body started to change. When it passed her plot, her brain began to melt. Her passage closed in on the serpentine body within and then began to grip and milk at it. Her orgasm had started.

As more and more of the striped mare was released more of her nerves reported to her brains that pleasure was felt and when at last she was entirely flesh, she fell to the floor, moaning and whimpering.

Fluttershy blushed at her friend. "Mr. Cockatrice, you should probably come out of there, I don't think you are helping." Her wings were slightly raised, this was quite shocking and at the same time, she couldn't help but blush at the thought that she would like to feel what the zebra was.

"By my word my legs feel like curd." Zecora was panting and trying to get her legs under her as the cockatrice slipped free and fluttered up to her shoulder. She felt it nibble at her fur, then heard a crunching sound. She turned to see it eating a snail, the trail it had been leaving on her fur still there.

"How was the experience, stripy sister?" Tree Hugger had set the big plate down on her table, reaching down to help Zecora try to get up.

"A new experience in life indeed, but some time to recover I must plead." Zecora looked back at the red-eyed creature, a smile on her snout. She reached up to Tree and slowly raised herself on shaking hooves, accepting the help to get to the table.

"He seems to like you." Fluttershy made her way over as well, finding a seat and selecting a hash-brown to nibble on.

"Enamored is a better word, like, he totally seems to love you, man." Tree Hugger reached a hoof to help steady the cockatrice as Zecora slumped into a chair, but it needed little help.

Feeling her new passenger coil his tail snugly around her neck, Zecora leaned down and nuzzled the cockatrice some more. "Although far from having just met, you lack a name, something that should be remedied, I bet."

"You're right!" Fluttershy was delighted her friends were getting along, even if one of them was technically a monster of the Everfree. "Fluffy?"

Zecora felt a little rub back from the cockatrice. "Fluffy is not something I think fits, maybe Beheld matches better the acts he commits?"

The cockatrice wasn't sure why, but the striped creature wasn't running and screaming… well, she did scream a little when he released her, but she certainly didn't run. Plus she gave good snuggles.

Tree just watched the two mares arguing over what to name what Zecora had clearly taken as a pet or familiar. "Beheld is a pretty wicked name, I like it."

Zecora looked to the creature and spoke just one word. "Beheld." And nuzzled the cockatrice. Who noticed something and darted up into the zebra's spiky mane to grab and crunch another snail.

Being a pet might not be so terrible, pondered Beheld, as he ate another of his favorite foods.

Celestia looked at Celestia. "What happened?"

The pudgy pony trembled and then with a rush of green fire was a changeling, a fat changeling. "So much love…"

"It wasn't the love, silly." The second changeling, the one who had been disguised as Luna bopped the heavy drone. "Your stores of cheesecake are running dangerously low, Princess."

There was giggles, laughter, and general mirth coming from Twisty and Luna.

"Turn into my sister again, please?" Luna begged, eyes dancing and, no sooner had the drone done so, becoming an overweight alicorn, did Luna and Twisty collapse into more laughter.

Celestia reached out and hugged her clone. "It's okay, burning energy is the best way to keep trim, you get to help me raise the sun for a week." She kissed the changeling's cheek, getting a blush from what would normally be a stallion.

"Yes, Princess." Maybe paying for his crime wouldn't be too bad. He quickly shifted back to a changeling again, however, it may not have just been the love that did this to him, but it wasn't helping!

Author's Note

Geddit? Because she had been a statue she had snails crawling over her? Oh come on! It was funny when I thought of it!

And evil-Gel isn't so evil, he just had never been given a chance to be good.

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