Doing Dirty Work

Everyday Ambobrosia was happy.

Even while the other changelings were moaning about the miss of love and complaining about the new food. Bread.

She remained happy and cheerful.

Amobrosia looked at the glass half full,unlike her bleak and angry aunt,Queen Chrysalis.

Chrysalis was ever so angry and mad these days. Sparks of anger flew out of nowhere from the evil queen. All she ever talked about was Shining Armor,if not Cadnece. Ambrosia was always trying to cheer up the active volcano,but it would either end with tears or a slap on the cheek.

Queen Miasma,the old student of Chryslais,was a bit more different. Miasma seemed to comfort Ambrosia and try to pretend like everything was normal. When everyone could tell it wasn't.

"How did it end this time?"Miasma asked Ambrosia one day.

Ambrosia had attempted to cheer her aunt up with a corny joke. Failure.

"Not good."Ambrosia answered gloomily.

Miasma sighed."Can't you just give up?"

Ambrosia shook her head. She cared for her aunt,but it was embarrassing for a princess to care of her family member.

The Changeling Law was strict. Any sign of affection caught was consider shameful. That's why you could only make friendship bracelet in private,hug secretly,and even small talk was mysteriously done underground.

It wasn't a world that Ambrosia liked.

Ambrosia sort if though outside the box. Is she was given the chance to be a real pony,she would blend right in.

She did have transformation powers but she would have to get to Canterlot or some ditzy little pony town.

"No."Ambrosia answered,this time a bit more less sorry for herself.

Miasma groaned."I've been trying to cheer up ol' Myxine."

Queen Myxine was a boy headed Queen. She was the younger sister to Chrysalis. She was always jealous of her older sister's power. Both of Chrysalis and Myxine were atrociously no fun. All of them set in power.

"Did your plan work?"Ambrosia asked.

"It's the 134th fail."Smart Miasma replied.

Miasma used to be a student. She was very smart,and used to be that isolated book changeling. It's hard to believe that ever happened.

It wasn't long ago of a matter of fact,Ambrosia had foal sitted Miasma and helped her study. But now look at the Besties,they were monarchs to thousand of shape shifting ponies. Life wasn't a dream any more.

Ambrosia giggled. She thought it was sort of funny that Miasma had 134 fails.

"I know."Miamsa confessed as she rolled her eyes.

"So do you wanna maybe go see what Myxine is doing?"Amborsia questioned.

"That's half way across Hive!"Miasma complained.

"You could use some flying exercise."Ambrosia commented as she flew out the window.

Hive was beautiful. Even though it was in the Badlands it had it's perks, Everything around them was made of layered sandstone. Every skyscraper was beautifully layered to make a rainbow of warm colors. The best part was every building had a great number of Windows,so you could easily fly in and out.

Below all the high buildings were small markets. Little tents selling knick knacks and things from normal ponies. The markets also sold the major food source,bread.

Bread wasn't interesting but you could put honey,tree sap,or even changeling goop on it. That made it more appetizing. Don't ask what changeling goop is though...

"Come on slowpoke!"Ambrosia called to Miasma as she flew through a hazard of flying changelings.

"Who you calling slow?"Miasma playfully challenged as she flew over the group of slowing flying changelings.

Ambrosia speed up and tried to follow her friend through the city.

Even though Ambrosia was captivated by the beautiful city she longed to live in Canterlot and be subject to the Laws of Friendship.

Deep down Ambrosia secretly wanted a hug. It was a deadly sin in Hive. The last hug she remembered was when she was just a larvae,just a wiggling worm. It was a hug from her parents before they were slaughtered.

They were killed due to a food shortage,before changelings ate bread.

That's right before bread was discovered changelings used weaker ones as food. Ambrosia wished she could know what her parents thought of her as a princess. Ofcourse only Celestia knows that!

But now the changelings had become more civilized. The proper from would be less savage in Ambrosia's opinion.

"Beat ya!"Miasma yelled as she landed on the balcony of Myxine's Library.

"No fair...I got lost!"Ambrosia lied.

Miasma laughed.

The two then entered the library. The library had no books,only small scrolls that kept track of history. Myxine was in charge of it,since Chryslais hogged the queenly duties.

Typical.

"Hello."Myxine coldly greeted them.

"Hi!"Ambrosia greeted kindly.

"What do you girls want?"Myxine asked.

"We wanted to...."Miasma began but she looked at Ambrosia. It was her idea.

"Wanted to tell you a joke."Ambrosia cheerfully said.

Ambrosia had always wanted to be a comedian in Canterlot.

Highly unlikely though! Who would want to see a pony filled with holes make jokes? Not her!

"Why did the cyclops close the school?"Ambrosia asked.

"Why?"Myxine sarcastically responded.

"He only had....one pupil!"Ambrosia exclaimed.

Both Ambrosia add Miasma laughed,but Myxine just stared.

"Needs work."Myxine commented bitterly.

Ambrosia sighed and flew off into Hive again.

Miasma followed.

The two changelings didn't really talk as they flew back to the palace. For once Ambirsia was not happy. Not sad but clearly giving up.

"No one understands me."Ambrosia thought."And no one ever will."

One the two reached the castle Miasma said,"I gotta go.See ya in a bit."

The changeling Queen flew off.

Miasma didn't know what to say. Changelings didn't go through friendship problems. This was just in her mature to abandon Ambrosia.

You can never take away an animal's instinct. Even if you try.

Ambrosia sighed. No one will understand me.