When the Changelings split from the other four tribes they ended up following a powerful queen to the frozen lands of the north. Upon arriving they started to build a city out of the only useable materials they could find, crystals.

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Tic did a double take, “The best in Canterlot?” He asked looking at Crate with a confused and thoughtful look.

Crate chuckled, “Why of course!” He stopped in his tracks and trotted over to the disguised changeling, “And you know their name?”

The changeling sighed before saying, “DJ-P0n3?” Tic noticed Crate's smile before adding, “Didn't she move away from Canterlot?”

Crate put on a fake frown, “Isn't she allowed to visit little ol’ me.” Crate asked with the best puppy eyes he could manage. He was really bad at doing puppy eyes. These eyes almost looked like you squeezed a puppy their eyes popping from the sockets, were then deep fryed, eaten by a manticore, puked up, then forcibly slammed back into the eye sockets.

Tic looked at Crate and said, “Crate darling you just have to work on that horrendous! Hideous! Hilarious! Puppy dog face,” with a straight face that lasted only about two seconds before the two adult stallions that mind you were trying out for the royal guard started to laugh softly which turned into a hearty laugh with eventually turned to bawling their eyes out.

“Yeah…” Tic laughed, “How old are you again?”

“23.”

“Huh neat.”

The two started cracking up again occasionally throwing horrible puns at each other and laughing their hooves off.

After what seemed like an eternity the two stallions eventually calmed down. “Heh… Tic?” Crate asked receiving a nod he continued, “I'll get you a V.I.P pass to the club soon."

Tic stared for awhile before finally saying, “What does ‘V.I.P’ stand for again?”

Crate stopped and laughed, “Tic it stands for Very Important Pony!”

“Well shouldn't we make it ‘creature’ instead of ‘pony’ because Griffins and Donkeys, and more races that aren't ponies are becoming more and more common.” Tic added with a slight edge in his voice.

“That's a good idea.” Crate noted.

Tic looked over to his side and sighed, ”Crate?” Tic asked looking back up to him. “Can I trust you with a secret?” He added with pressure building on his shoulders.

“Sure?” Crate answered although it was of a question.

“Ehh… I'll tell you later!” Tic sputtered out, “Let's just go to your bar!” He quickly replied trotting faster. Tic could hear Crate mutter something about crazy ponies but he was too flustered to care.

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The two unicorns arrived at the club named, 'Club Canterlot', and showed the bodyguard the V.I.P passes. After a short trot over to the bar area the two started ordering drinks, Crate of course got a hard cider, and for Tic? A simple cider that was barely alcoholic at all but still enough to be considered alcohol. The two friends began to look around the bar and point out all the dumb looking ponies in the crowd. A group of five particularly caught their attention. A brown earth pony stallion, a grey pegasus mare with amber eyes which Crate called 'Ditzy’, A unicorn with a red mane, an orange maned earth pony, and another earth pony who was called, ‘Bon Bon’ by Crate. The two stallions slowly turned back to their work calling out all the funny looking ponies in the club.

Tic eventually saw Crate point out a White unicorn with an electric blue mane and tail wearing violet colored shades, “That's my little sis!” He proudly proclaimed.

“Isn't she 26?” Tic asked.

“Yeah why?” Crate replied.

“I'm pretty sure you said you were 23.” Tic deadpanned.

“Pssh…” “Whatever I'm still bigger!” He weakly argued.

“Crate…” Tic mumbled swaying back and forth, “I think I'm too drunk to continue…”

“Ugh!” Crate sighed as he slammed his cider mug on the table the liquid sloshed around but stayed firmly into the mug, “You're such a lightweight!”

Well Buck… I shouldn't of done that and just up and gone to the bar. Tic groaned, I completely forgot how easily we get drunk! “Magic condition remember?” He said lamely staring daggers into his friend to stop questioning.

But of course Crate was too drunk to care, “Well I think that's just dumb why would some stupid disease make you a terrible lightweight!”

The two continued their bickering long into the night, they were completely unaware of the group of five ponies staring at them, watching intently.

“Hey… Rose?” Ditzy spoke looking over at another mare in her group, “I think that blue one is it.”

“Really?” The unicorn apparently named Rose asked back, “He just seems to be a lightweight that's all.”

The lone stallion in a group said, “Girls.” He looked at the four mares beside him. “We need to be sure before we take a changeling out.”

“Doctor.” Bon Bon replied, “With all due respect you always were low ranked in the service before it was disbanded, and I was also your superior.”

“Sweetie Drops.” The Doctor looked back at her gritting his teeth, “We don't have anytime to bicker over useless banter.” He sighed before taking off the red fez that was lying on his head, “Let's call a vote. Whoever wants to cast their opinion on this will have a 20% chance of being picked." The mares looked at each other and whispered a couple words here and there but finally they agreed.

After putting in a piece of paper each the doctor pulls out a paper reading, ‘'Slowly integrate into his life and then when he trusts us we drop the bomb about him being a changeling and interrogate. Love Derpy~ :P’

The group stared silently at Derpy as if questioning her before they reluctantly agreed that Derpy's plan would work.

Sweetie Drops looked around before announcing she had to use the little filly's room and walking off into an enclosed space. A strange circular object was held there with a moving picture inside of it, “Lyra we got another one I think they are innocent this time…”

After a couple minutes a cheery voice responded, “Oh alright Bon Bon I love to meet new friends even if they are… changelings."

"Thanks Lyra I can always use your help." Bon Bon added before tapping her hooves on the round ball and sighing.

Author's Note

I am so sorry for the late and rushed chapter I suffered fron a severe writers block and while I still can barely come up with any good ideas I can still barf up something,

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