It was 7 years ago. I had just finished basic training and was planted in Canterlot as a spy. After a few trades in the black market, I was able to put together a very realistic ID without raising suspision. I was born with the name "Melony", and really liked it, so I saw no reason to change it, since it didn't deviate from a normal pony name.

I found a job at a Café and even made a friend. Her name was Sky Beam. She let me live with her in her apartment, until her boyfriend proposed, that is. By then, however I had made enough to sustain a living in a smaller apartment. I actually started liking my new life style, but I didn't want to admit it. A changeling wishing to be a pony would be like a unicorn wishing to be an earth pony. But, I coudn't help it, things were much more colorful, and happy! It was only natural to enjoy myself while I wait for the attack.

One day, I decided on spending some leasure time at the café I worked at. I know it wasn't exactly normal to see a pony getting a cup of coffee late in the day, but I liked the way it tastes. Besides, caffine doesn't effect changelings the same way it does for ponies, so, why not?

A little while into the evening, I got that familiar feeling of being watched. As a spy, you get this feeling often, but this time, it was stronger than ever! I looked up from my cup, only to catch the gaze of a white pegasus stallion. I could feel his heartbeat speed up. Being a creature that feeds off of love, I can sense emotional abnormalities.

He didn't know it yet, but he had fallen in love with me. In his head, he was making the most adorable compliments about me, and I thought it was cute. He loved my mane and my smooth coat, and he adored the way my eyes sparkled as I looked at him. He didn't even know he was thinking these things, but I did. I felt the blood quickly rush to my cheeks as I smiled at him. It was flattering, really.

Being quite an ugly creature, even to my own kind, recieving such a sweet compliment, even if indirectly was something new. And I liked it. I looked at him again after a moment of thought and we once again met gazes. I recieved another sublimitable compliment that softened my heart a little. This continued a few more times that night and with each new gaze, came a new adoration. Each gaze drew me in a little closer.

The moment he stopped trying was the same moment I could not look away. Despite popular beliefs, changeling were not heartless, we just didn't feel emotions quite as often, or as strongly. Was this love that I was feeling? My heart was running a mile a minute as my tail began to swish back and forth uncontrollably. This feeling felt so nice, like being tightly wrapped up in a nice, warm blanket. I didn't want to let go of it yet.

I used this spell that all changlings know to scan his thoughts and feelings. This tells me of all the ponies and stuff he loves. I did it mainly to make sure he wasn't with anypony else, but in the proccess, I found his favorite milkshake flavor. We didn't sell this specific milkshake here, and I'm surprised, it looked pretty tasty. I had called over one of my co-workers and convinced her to make it. She was a little confused at first, but she didn't mind, thankfully.

When he recieved it he seemed to be surprised. I could tell he was satisfied. By now, I could feel the hot blush on my cheeks, but I didn't care. Something about his relaxed and satisfied gaze was so cute!
The waitress returned with his order, it looked like muffins... my favorite! He must have known, too, because the minute he got them, he sent them my way. I was so excited to try a bite, but before I could, I caught a wiff of one of them, and immeadiately felt sick. Blueberry Mango; my two least favorite ingredients.

I knew only one mare who liked these, Sky Beam. Not even the stallion who first baked them liked them, but he sure did like her. I asked the waitress for a paper bag to instead save them for Sky later; I'm sure she would appreciate that.

Once I got the bag I decided to greet him before heading out. He seemed a little shady at first. He was more interested in hearing about Sky Beam, and the whole time, he was scribbling something in his notebook under the table. But he was nothing but sweet and charming. Turns out, he was a Private Invesigator looking for information on Sky Beam, but that's all he ever told me after that night. I decided to call him Sid.

The minute we stopped talking, there was silence. It wasn't really akward, it was actually quite comfortable. We spent a quite moment lost in eachother's eyes. I knew the emotion he was giving off; I knew it well. But I couldn't quite tell what I was feeling. My heart sped up, and my hooves were tingly. At first, it scared me... but I kinda liked this feeling. I liked being close to this stallion, not because I was hungry, but because I liked the feeling he gave me. For the first time in my life, I knew what I wanted was not to please the queen, but to here, with him. I wanted him to hold me, I wanted to love him... I wanted to kiss him...

I couldn't help myself. I've never kissed anyone before, and this was the first time I've ever wanted to. To this day, I still don't know if I was acting on instinct or was just simply trying to prove to myself that I can make my own decisions. But, I'll save you the details, I ended up on the table with my lips on his... and it was perfect! I will always treasure that moment.

The rest was history. We ended up married, and I loved him like nothing I have before! I never went back to the hive and I never dropped my disguise as this pony, for fear of losing Sid. Without the information I gathered over the years the hive failed their invasion. Thankfully, Sid wasn't home at that time. By the time the invasion started, I was a few months pregnant.

When the changling where defeated, I was thrown against the wall so hard, I thought it would hurt the baby. Thankfully, both, the baby and I made it out fully entact, and concealed. As time went on, it became harder and harder for me to keep my secret. I wanted, so badly, to be myself around him. I loved him, and he deserved to know who I truely was, but I was afraid. I was afraid he would leave me, or worse, have me locked up. I didn't want to believe he would, but my fear always got the better of me, until one day, I overcame it. Horrible mistake. I'll save you the depressing details. What I thought would happen happened.

I got out of there before anything could happen to me. But I didn't leave empty-hooved... I couldn't. I had to take something to remember him goodbye. So, I took his favorite Sherlock Hooves novel. It still had his scent on it, so I couldn't leave it behind. I really will miss him!

Author's Note

Hey guys! I'm back! I stopped writing again for a while because I ran into a lot of things and I wasn't really feeling it. Well, recently I checked the veiws and found out that you guys were STILL READING MY STORY! As of the time I'm writing this, the last veiw was yesturday! This was the motivation I needed to finish this next chapter! I hopw you guys enjoy. Please, give me a like, and I'll feel motivated to keep writing.
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