The Lost Changeling: Taken it Back

“Alright, Carve. Come on in.”

I follow Twilight into the counsel room inside her castle.

“So, what did you want to talk to me about?”

“About the hive.”

“Like who’s going to rule the hive now? Would that be you now?”

“Actually no. But I am a stand-in for Chrysalis.”

Suddenly, a shout prompts me to stand on my hind legs and plug my ears.

“WHAT?!?”

I let go of my ears and fall onto my back after Twilight shouts. In the background, I can hear birds cawing from all sorts of directions. A few seconds after, the noise fades.

I drop my pro-Thorax disguise in front of Twilight.

“Um, what’s so shocking about what I said?”

“Carve, this is QUEEN CHRYSALIS we’re talking about!!! Nothing about what she’s done is good!!!”

“Twilight, I will no longer see Correal in the waking world, all because Thorax allowed what she’d done to happen. Would Chrysalis have done the same as what Thorax did?”

“While I admit that Thorax and Chrysalis are two completely different changelings, one of them is EVIL, and that changeling is Chrysalis!!!”

“Fine. What have you seen Chrysalis do that made you think this way?”

“The countless invasions onto Equestria? Replacing Princess Cadence?!? Taking you to the caverns?!? Cocooning me, my friends, and practically all of Equestrian royalty?!? SWEARING REVENGE ON MY STUDENT?!? Face it Carve! Chrysalis is an evil changeling queen!”

Twilight pauses when seeing how I react to the mention of the last event, which isn’t so pleasant.

“You know, it was particularly evident from what I saw that Chrysalis regretted doing everything you pointed out when she, her top drones, and I all had a conference yesterday. Twilight... what changelings live outside of the hive?”

“The only three I can think of are you, Aita and Carina.”

“Exactly. Because of where Carina and I live, we supply enough love for the hive for Chrysalis to decide not to invade Equestria anymore.”

“I seriously don’t see how two homes can provide a level of love to feed an entire hive.”

“Well, Chrysalis does. She knows me and Carina like she does with every other changeling. She trusts us. I wouldn’t be where I am now if she didn’t, and I certainly wouldn’t be trying to tell you that she’s trying to build good terms with you guys.”

Suddenly, Twilight shortly bows her head and closes her eyes.

“Wow, Carve. I thought I saw some good in you all those years ago, just months after the Canterlot invasion, but apparently... I was wrong... I was wrong about you. Just... just go.”

“Go?”

“You’re not welcome here in Ponyville anymore, Carve... Get out.”

I gasp, eyes starting to itch.

“...Twilight...”

“Now!”

“...Please, you don’t have to do-”

“GET OUT!!!”

Twilight’s raised voice scares me into scurrying out of the castle, the door slamming behind me, putting me in even more shock.

When I look around, I see a nearby trailer, prompting me to hurry over and enter it. As I close the door, I take a few heavy breaths before I find a bed to hide under.

...You’re not welcome here in Ponyville anymore.

B-but why?

;=;

Having heard the door close, I rush over to the main entrance. All who I see is Twilight, having a massive scowl on her face.

“Twilight! What’s going on? Starlight and I heard the door slam from all the way to the top floor!”

“Please, you don’t need to know. It’s nothing at the moment, so you can go back up for now.”

And with that, Twilight simply walks off on the hall going to my left.

“Huh. I wonder what that was all about. Well, at least now’s a good time as any to get that spare bottle of ink I have in the trailer.”

Walking over to the trailer, I hum a tune that somehow pops into my head. However, it ends when I hear something peculiar come from inside the trailer. It sounds like sniffling. I put my left ear to the wall to listen more closely, which confirms what I thought I was hearing.

I levitate the door open and walk in.

“Hello? Anypony in here?”

“Huh? W-who’s there?”

“Where are you?”

“...I-I’m down here.”

In front of the bed, I crouch to see where the voice is coming from, only to see a lone pro-Chrysalis changeling. I take a few quick steps back, but I never lose sight of her. I can only look in shock as the floor below the changeling is practically a puddle.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

“It’s none of your business.”

“Please. I’m just a unicorn. I won’t tell anyone whatever it is you tell me.”

“Y-you won’t?”

“Exactly. When I have no choice, I’ll just mute my voice.”

“Fine. You really want to know what happened? Twilight exiled me from Ponyville.”

I gasp and stand upright, but then shake my head, realizing who I’m talking to.

“Wait. How did I not see that coming?”

“Probably because we never met before. I’d previously been welcome here because ponies would associate me with Rusty Flashlight and Pane Fall.”

As the changeling speaks, I look around, my train of thought returning to what I planned to do here initially. I bend down again.

“So, why did Twilight exile you?”

“Because of what I said, which made her think that I supported an ‘evil’ queen.”

“...the way you said that. It... it kind of reminds me of what happened when Starlight and I were first friends.”

“S-Starlight, Glimmer?”

I nod.

“She’s the pony that had helped dethrone Chrysalis to begin with.”

The changeling sniffles now.

“O-oh...”

“Well, uh, do you want to come with me? I’ve been working on some teleportation lately, alongside a few other spells.”

“N-no thanks.”

“Hmm. Okay. Maybe I can get my carriage to where Rusty Flashlight and Pane Fall live. Just as soon as I get this bottle of ink over to Starlight’s room-”

“Wait. Before you go... you’re not going to tell anyone about what happened to me, right?”

“What did I say earlier? I swore not to mention what happened to you when in front of anypony. Heck, to even play it safe, around other ponies, I’ll be just on my merry way. You’re safe as long as you’re in my carriage. So, uh, where do Rusty Flashlight and Pane Fall live?”

“Southern Las Pegasus... say, I never managed to get your name yet.”

“Oh, vido? As a performer, I am known as The Great and Powerful Trixie. But since you haven’t seen any one of my performances, Trixie will be just fine. So, uh, how about zido?

“C-Carve...”

“Carve... I really don’t know why, but it clicks. Well anyway, before I drop off the bottle of ink with Starlight, is there anything else you need?”

“Um, no... not really.”

“Alright. And don’t worry about Las Pegasus. I can make it there by sunset at this point in the day. That sound good, Carve?”

Carve nods, prompting me to walk out and close my trailer door. Suddenly, a thought enters my head, one I never thought would be able to arise. I have made friends with a changeling for the very first time. But not just any. A pro-Chrysalis changeling.