A Disguise for Love

by BrightMind

Rating: everyone
Tags: Romance, Changelings, Queen Chrysalis, Princess Celestia, Alternate Universe, Drama, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 15797

Spy Glass Makes a shocking discovery that could change his life forvever! The problem is deciding wether is was for better or for worse.

Spy Glass is a private investigator, hired by the princess herself for a very special task: To find and arrest changling spys she suspects to be placed all around Canterlot. He is especially happy to hear that the pay will be great enough to get his life started with his wife, Melony, and his soon to be born foal.
But once he makes a shocking discovery, he will have to make a decision that will either crush his dreams, or begin his future!

Note: This story takes place after the Changeling Invasion, Long before they've been reformed. In this alternate timeline Changelings do not reform into colorful beings when reformed, nor does the entire race reform at once. But I hope you like the story anyway^^

Published 2019-05-11 00:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2021-12-29 17:46:24 UTC

Chapter 1: A Special Calling (Spy Glass's POV)

I shook like a wet dog as I sat in the royal sister's dining room, staring back at the Princess of the sun herself. I tried not to stare, but aslo, I tried not to look away for too long. Everything matters when dealing with the princess. The slightest offensive action is a felony.... I think.

I would know, I have a knack for knowledge on law, my line of work requires it. I'm a private investigator for the citizens of Canterlot. If you don't know what that is, a Private Investigor is a detective that is hired by someone to solve a more personal conflict; like scouting out business competition, or finding evidence of a cheating spouse. Now, I don't mean to brag, but I happen to be the best private investigator in Canterlot! There has not been a mystery I couldn't solve.

I suppose that might be the reason the princess called me here today, actually. But it is still very nerve wrecking being in the presence of the princess who raises the sun every morning and lowers it every night. The only thing that could make this situation worse, is if Luna were in the room as well. I swallowed the lump in my throat as she cleared her's. "I assume you know why I called you......." she paused for a long moment as she speculated me. "Are you alright, Spy Glass? You seem nervous." She said to me after I wiped the sweat from my brow.

"Yes... I-I mean... n-no?" I gave her a forced smile, hoping to not concern her. She giggled in response before speaking again.

"Relax, Spy Glass," she started, "You're in no trouble."

"Well... I know that... I assume y-you require me for my abilities. I-It's just not everyday that Princess Celstia inivtes someone to lunch to discuss it.... Y-you'd have to expect SOMEPONIES t-to get nervous," I stated.

"Well, a detecive you ARE, then. I've heard the stories of your many cases, and I have yet to hear of a single falter in any of them," A sense of pride washed over me, quickly washing away my anxiety.

"I DO suppose my talents are outstanding. Though, I'm a Private Investigator, not a detective," She smiled at my moment of confidence.

"Ah, indeed you are, and that is exactly why you are here, Spy Glass; I can not afford failiure," My anxiety returned with these words. There was long pause for it to settle in before she spoke again. "I'm quite certain you have noticed the recent attack on Canterlot," she continued before turning her attention out the window. The recontruction of homes and the repairing of city damage caught her gaze.

A shiver went down my spine as I remember the attack clearly. The images of swarming enemies hovering over the cowering gaurds, the city crumbling into destruction, and homes and families being destroyed rushed back to him; and on top of that, they almost didn't preveil.

"Y-you couldn't mean the.... Changelings, c-could you?" I said with a shake in my voice.

"I'm afraid that's exactly whom I speak of, Spy Glass. I believe that they may still be around, watching us, taking note of our actions. I believe that we have spies, gathering information and bringing it back to their ruler. I believe, Spy Glass, that are are preparing for war," another shiver ran down my spine at the thought of it.

"B-but how can you be sure?" I ask in response.

"I can't be sure, that is why you're here. Spy Glass, I want you to find out," My heart jumped as I heard this. "I want you to do what you do best; use your abilities to keep, not just Canterlot, but all of Equestria safe," I would have argued about not having a lead, but finding one IS part of my job sometimes.

"But changelings are dangerous! Heartless! I have a home life that I can't afford to loose!" My thoughts flickered to my wife as I said that.

"I understand your reluctance, but you should hear all my words before making your decision. I will be willing to provide a a couple of bodygaurds for your safety whenever you may need them," I was relieved to hear her say this, and a calmed down a little more. "And if something WERE to happen to you, despite that, I would be happy to provide compensation for your family," all weights were lifted, I relaxed once again.

"In that case, Princess, I'd be happy to complete this task for you! I'll begin tomorrow," I turned for the door, anxious to return home and tell Melony all about it, before Celestia spoke again.

"We aren't finished quite yet, Spy Glass. Do not think I'm asking free labor of you, we have yet to discuss your payment."

"Oh, right! What is your offer?" I asked, though, her answer seemed foggy. My mind went to a haze as she spoke, and I could have sworn I was about to faint. "D-do you suppose you could repeat that, please?.... I must have misheard you," I said to her, waiting for her to respond again.

"200,000 bits for each changling you can identify and bring to custody," she said, this time with a knowing smile.

"D-don't you think that's a little much?" I responded, scratching at the back of my neck. I remember being in some tough situations. Everything from cheating spouses to missing ponies to business fraud. They've all been really challenging, but I never got paid any more than 15,000 bits for a case, and even a payment at that size was rare. "As long as I find a good lead, this case shouldn't be more challenging than any other case. And I don't recive THAT much for cases like those, "

"Though it may seem excessive, there is a large bounty on changeling spies. Where there are spies, there are plans for war, or worse; either one would could us MILLIONS of bits if we just let it happen. The less information they can get back to their Queen, the safer Equestria will be. So, Spy Glass, we not only are we paying you for doing your job, but we are also paying you for what you are preventing. Does that make sense?"

"Well, I suppose if you put it that way.... I don't know how to thank you, enough! You have no idea what this can do for me!!" She giggled before speaking again.

"I'm sure I know what it could do. I expect you will be successful, and thank you for coming to discuss this with me." She waved as I practically skipped out of the door. I quickly came to a full gallop as I raced home. I couldn't wait to tell Melony all about it. I could already picture her, jumping and squeling in excitment. My thoughts then shifted to her alone; my hooves slowed down and my heart sped up. Melony, my beautiful, loving wife I thought as I slipped into a semi-conscious trance.

I can still remember I day I met that beautiful, blue unicorn. It was a magical night that changed both of our lives. The images, thoughts and sounds of that night rushed back to me, remembering it as if it were yesturday, despite being 6 years, 10 months and 12 days ago (Yes, it is something I keep track of).

Author's Note

This is the first chater to a story that peeked my interest suddenly. The next chapter will be a Flashback. I hope you enjoyed it so far, and leave a like if you did.
One more thing, do not worry about any cotext errors you may find. Those ARE apart of the story and will play a part in a later chapter.

Chapter 2: Golden Days Pt 1 (3rd Person POV)

Spy Glass’s thoughts took him back to the past, the day he met his wife 6 years ago.

Spy Glass jotted down a few notes, holding the pen in his right wing and the note pad in his other, as a stallion described a his wife. He was in the middle of a potential-cheating-spouse case, and the orange unicorn stallion was telling him what to look for:

Female Unicorn
Turqoise Coat
Dark Red Mane
Blue Eyes
Answers to: Sky Beam

Spy Glass looks up the the stallion, flipping the pen in his wing occasionally. "So, Mr. Red, what excatly makes you think your wife might be cheating on you? Do you have anything I can use as a lead?" He asked the stallion, probing for as much information as he could gather. The stallion was called Lemon Green; but, for some reason, he perfered to be called Mr. Red. A mystery not even the white pegasus himself could solve, it seems.

"Well, what peaked my suspision, was 'dis pink letter in the mail," Mr. Red started, his voice deep and raspy. He had a thick Brooklyn accent; fresh from Manehatten, no doubt. "'First, I thought Sky put it there fo' me, 'cause she's sweet, like 'dat, 'til I saw the name. It was 'dressed to her by a stallion named Blue Dusk. I neve' told her I saw it. But nex' time I did, it was opened, in the bin. He was askin' her to meet 'im at Icey's Café."

"Do you suppose I could see the primary scource, Mr. Red?" Spy asked after jotting down a few key points of the story.

"Ain't 'dat Illegal, goin' through ponies' mail?"

"The message was discarded, if she REALLY didn't want any pony to see it, she would have shredded it. You already found the letter in the trash; it is considered garbage. It is not Illegal to give me a peice of rubbish you found."

"Well, 'guess if you put it dat way.... I don't see no problem wit' it" said Mr. Red, before disappearing for a moment to retrive the letter. He returned soon after, handing Spy Glass a hot pink colored envolope. Sky Beam's name was on it, in a very neat hoof-writing. He put it in his notebook onthe page he was taking notes in and closed it.

"I'll be keeping it around for later refrences. Did it say what time they'll be meeting?"

"'Round five tonight! Thanks for doin' dis, pal!"

"No, need! Just doing my job! Speaking of which, are you paying up front, or should I put it on account?"

"How much is it costin' me?"

"1,000 bits,"

"Put me on acccount, I'll pay ya nex' month."

"Alright, you will receive the invoice in the mail from Spy World Inc. next week. You have a good day, Mr. Red."

"Ay, you too!"

Spy Glass made his way to Icey's Café, the snow crunched under his hooves as the the light slowly faded. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was forgetting something. It was really nagging at him, and the fact that every detail matters only amplified the problem. He stoped outside the Café and checked his notebook.

Everything seems in order. Spy Glass thought to himself after reading over the details a couple times. He shrugged it off and went inside, seating himself at a booth. Wasting no time, he scanned the restraunt, looking for a pony who matched that description. It wasn't long before he spotted somepony who did. Sure enough: red mane, turquoise coat, blue eyes, female unicorn. She was quite beautiful actually.

Spy Glass took the menu and used it to hide his face. It may be cliché, but it usually works. He peeked over the top of the menu; he couldn't tell if it was the worst decision, or the best. At that moment, they locked gazes, staring into eachother's eyes from across the room. A long moment passed, and Spy Glass started to feel his heart beat a little quicker. He tried to look away, but something kept his gaze drawn to her. She smiled but blushed deeply, before following his example by covering her face with the menu, in attempt to hide the redness in her cheeks. Spy Glasses ducked back under the menu, the beating in his chest still pounding quickly. At first, it seemed awkward to him, then it happened again. He took another peek at the same time she did, she blushed again and hid her face.

Every few minutes or so, he would glance back at her, and everytime, she would meet his gaze at the exact same time. After, the 16th time, he gave up. Instead, he decided to look over the letter, searching for more details. It wasn't long before the waiter drew near. "Are you ready to order, sir?" He asked.

"Oh! Um..." Spy Glass said as he glanced back down at the love letter. Blue Dusk had wrote to Sky Beam, saying something about ordering 'her favorite': Blueberry mango muffins. It sounded... Strangely good. "I'll have two Blueberry Mango Muffins," he responded. The waiter gave him an odd look, before writing it down, and walking away quickly.

Another waiter returned shortly with a milkshake, leaving it on the the table. Spy Glass looked up at him with a confused expression. "Excuse me? This isn't what I ordered," Spy Glass said to the waiter.

"This is a gift to you from another table; it's already been paid for," The waiter responded.

"Oh, who from?"

"I'm sorry, sir, but the buyer wishes to remain anynomous," the waiter said before returning to the kitchen. Spy Glass was sure he knew exactly who the buyer was. He looked over at the Turqoise mare, she was smiling at him. A faint blush painted her face as she gave him a wink.

This caused him to blush a little, too. He tried not to stare while as he took a sip of the milkshake. His eye lids fell in satisfaction; he knew EXACTLY what just crossed his lips. A vanilla, caramel cinimon swirl milkshake: his favorite milkshake. It was a receipe of his own, and wasn't on the menu. Either that was one Sherlock-Hooves-kind of a guess, or this mare has an unatural talent, he thought. He looked back at the mare, who was now practically leaning over the table as she stared at him, her tail swishing side to side in exictment.

Not long after this, a waitress returned with the Blueberry mango muffins Spy Glass had ordered. He fished a couple bits out of his coat pocket and handed them to her. "Do you suppose you could take these muffins to that turqoise mare, over there?" Spy Glass asked the waitress. She put the bits in her apron pocket, smiled and nodded, taking the tray to the mare's table. Spy Glass smiled and watched, waiting for her reaction. There were a few words between the two before she took a muffin with her magic, a light blue Auora enveloped, both, the muffin and her horn.

She first smelled the muffin, and her expression shifted from excitement to nausea. She clearly did not like it very much. That doesn't make any sense. This IS the right mare, right? Red mane, Turqouise body, blue eyes, Music note cutie-mark... Spy Glass thought. Then it hit him, HER CUTIE-MARK!! How could I miss such an important detail?! I never asked for her cutie-mark!! Spy Glass argued with himself internally, he probably never would have snapped out of it, either if it weren't for that mare.

"H-hello, there," Spy Glass looked up and saw the same, turqoise unicorn mare. She held a paper bag in her auora. He took a deep breath to compose himself before respoding.

"Hello!" Spy Glass greeted. A million questions ran through his head, but he wasn't able to cough up a single one.

"Is this seat taken?" She asked with a blush, pointing the the seat directly across from him.

"N-no. please, make yourself comfortable! I'm Spy Glass, by the way," She smiled and sat down.

"I'm Melony, it's nice to meet you, Spy Glass," Spy Glass was a little dissappointed that this wasn't the mare he was looking for; but, he was also a little relieved to meet this mare.

"Melony, huh? You must be the mare that sent me this milkshake," she blushed and giggled as she rolled her eyes.

"And you must be a detective," she joked, followed by a laugh between the two.

"Actually, I'm a Private Investigator. Your guesses have been pretty spot-on, today!" Spy Glass emphisised with another long sip of his milkshake. She blushed again and scooted in closer to him. She said nothing in response, only continuing to stare and blush. "I'm surprised you're keeping the muffins. It seemed like you weren't too fond of them,"

"Oh! They're not for me! I don't really like them, but I have a friend who LOVES them," Melony said.

"Really? What's the name of this friend?" Spy Glass asked as he flicked out a his notebook, keeping it hidden under the table.

"Sky Beam! We work here together, actually. That's how I was able to convince them to whip up that milkshake for you!" She giggled while Spy Glass quickly jotted down information he didn't already have, under the table. "These are a new item on the menu. The owner added them, trying to impress her, because he knows she likes them, and he sure likes her."

"And who's the owner?" Spy glass asked while still writing, trying to keep up.

"Blue Dusk! They used to date when they were younger, but Blue is a little.... creepy. He was way too clingy and he would stalk her quite often, too. So, Sky Beam left him, and she was glad she did," Spy Glass's wing was getting sore as he wrote. "As soon as she left him, she met Mr. Red. 'The sweetest stallion ever' she called him. She and him moved up here from Manehatten. Unfortunately, Blue Dusk followed her, and he bought this place. Being fresh from Manehatten, they needed the money, and Blue Dusk saw the oppertunity get her to work here. She was schedualed to work tonight at Five, but I told her I'd keep an eye out so she could look for a new job, while Mr. Red thinks she's at work."

"Pretty sneaky," Spy Glass chuckled, as he turned the page.

"Yeah, I got a little.... distracted, though," Melony giggled as she continued stare at Spy Glass with interest. Spy Glass stared back at her as he sub-consiously put away his pen and note book. He struggled to find more words, "I... Uh... Just curious... Why does she like these muffins so much?" Spy Glass asked, legitimantly curious. Melony blushed and giggled before she spoke.

"It's a cute story, actually. You see, when she and Mr. Red were dating, he decide it would be sweet to make Sky breakfast," she giggled again and continued, "Well, Mr. Red IS a sweet guy, but he is no cook! I don't know if he was trying something new or if he read the reciepe wrong, but he somehow made these abominations!" Melony laughed as she shook the bag. "Mr. Red didn't dare try them, but Sky Beam LOVED them. He was relieved that she did, too. As far as I know, he still makes them for her occasionally. How, Blue Dusk got the receipe is beyond me!"

"That IS a cute story," Spy Glass said. He felt like he wanted to say more; like he wanted to ask more questions. But he didn't instead, he got lost in the mares beautiful blue eyes; they only stared right back. He couldn't help himself, there was just something about this mare that snagged his thoughts and attention. He would have tried to lean in for a closer veiw, he probably would have even tried kissing her, had the table not been in the way.

He just continued staring into her eyes as she progressively got more fidgity, shifting in her seat. This continued until she could no longer hold back. In one swift motion, she leaned her whole body over the table, plantimg her back hooves on her seat for leverage, kissing him on the lips, without letting a moment slip by. Her eyes shut tightly as she did. Spy Glass's, however, didn't; His eyes shot open. He was in shock, a mare he hardly knew just kissed him out of no where!

He didn't push her away, he didn't know if he wanted to. He just let her do it, because he thought he didn't want to do anything about it. The kiss only lasted a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity. She finally broke the kiss, their muzzles were only an inches away as she blushed furiously. Spy Glass blushed also, he was speechless. He had know idea what he was feeling... But in some strange way, he liked it.

"I-I'm So..." Melony started, but was quickly cut off when Spy Glass regained his senses.

"What time is?" Spy Glass interupted. Melony looked at the clock and giggled

"I guess we lost tr..." before she could finish, Spy Glass stood up and went to the front counter.

"Did one of your co-workers drop by? She goes by the name of 'Sky Beam'," he asked the mare at the counter.

"She came in about an hour ago to drop off her apron, saying that she's quitting," the mare responded.

"An hour?! How did I not notice her?" Spy Glass looked up at the clock and a moment of realization washed over him: 10:01 PM. The café was nearly empty. "How long have I been here?"

"5 hours, I would have said something, but you and Melony seemed to be having such a nice time," she winked and giggled. Spy Glass rolled his eyes before renturning to Melony, who was still lying over the table.

"Agian, I'm SO sorry... I-I don't know what came over me!" She said a little franticly.

"Look, I'm REALLY busy and I don't exactly have time for this," Spy Glass started. Melony's head dropped and she looked down at the ground.

"I see..." she replied, softly. Spy Glass only smiled and lifted her head up with his hoof.

"Perhapse I could forgive you here, tomorrow at around lunchtime?" She smiled wide and giggled.

"Sounds wonderful! Oh! And, so you don't forget..." she snagged his notebook and pen from his pocket with her magic, scribbling her name on the clean front cover before putting it back. "There, now no matter how busy you are tomorrow, you'll remember to come see me," she giggled again, kissed his nose and hopped off the table before heading out. "See you then!" She winked.

What a mare! He thought.

Spy Glass smiled at the name still scribbled onto the cover. By now, the notebook was filled completely of information he doen't need anymore, it was useless, but he kept it anyway, to remind him of that wonderful day.

He still does remember that case, by the way. Sky Beam was the first one to find the invoice, this did not make her happy. She had a long talk with Mr. Red, but thankfully, their marrige survived. After Mr. Red found out who Blue Dusk was, he mysteriously disappeared, and Mr. Red ended up taking over Icey's Café. All Mr. Red will say about it is: "We came to an 'agreement'. You ain't gonna be seein' him 'round here any time soon."

Before he knew it, Spy Glass was home. It was a small, single bedroom, single bathroom home that he and Melony shared. He couldn't wait to rush in and tell her the news!

Author's Note

In case any of you are confused, that last part was in the present. I'm sorry for the lengthy chapter, it was all important to introduce the new characters.
The next chapter will be in Melony's prospective.

Chapter 3: A Better Place (Melony's POV)

I lied back on my bed covered with my fluffy blanket. I tossed and turned, shifting uncomfortably; I was NOT relaxed. I sat up in bed, looking for that comfortable spot on the bed. Maybe a cup of tea... and a book? Yes! That's just what I need! I thought as I stood up my hooves still a little sore as my large belly weighed me down. I was about six months pregnant, now. Spy Glass and I were phsyched to hear that we were having a foal! We've been wanting to start a family for the longest time now!

At first, we thought we should wait until we got enough money for a bigger house, with more rooms. But after the first two years of our union, we realized that it may be a while before we actually get the bits for that. We - mostly me - had decided that we didn't want to wait any longer. Sid(That's what I call him sometimes, a story for another time), being the sweet, loving stallion he is, decided to cut into his savings and also setting as much money aside as we could for some renovations to our house, so we could start this year. By the time the foal is born, we should have room built and ready for him/her.

I gently ran a forehoof over my belly before heading to the kitchen. I began boiling some water and, as I waited, I took a look at the bookshelf. Sid perfers mystery novels, obviously, so there were quite a few of them all around the shelf. I, personaly, perfer romance, but I've already read all the romantic novels we own. My eyes drifted from the romance section to the mystery novels.

I shrugged and pulled Sid's favorite book off of the shelf: Sherlock Hooves. Spy Glass has read it so many times the book was well worn out, by now. I figured I'd give it a try, since Spy Glass liked it so much. I opened it up to the first page and imediately grasped me. I continued to read, word for word, page after page.

Next thing I knew, I had woken up with the book over my muzzle. I guess I must have come back to the room, and fallen asleep while reading, without even realising it. I could see why Sid liked this book so much, or at least, I know why I liked it, now. I took the book off of my face, and there he was, Spy Glass was standing in the doorway, smiling at me. I blushed a little in embarresment, as I noticed him. "H-how long were you standing there?" I asked quietly.

"I just got here, but I don't need to be a detective to see that you fell asleep while reading Sherlock Hooves," he shot me a cute smile, which caused me to blush a little more than I already was. "So what's with the book and tea, anyway?" My eyes widened in realization.

"Shoot! The tea! I'm sorry, Sid, I just started reading and I guess I forgot about it!" I started, he managed to stop me there before my ranting.

"Hey, it's alright, Melony, I turned it off. You didn't burn the house down, and no harm was done. I just wanted to know what you were up to, while I was gone," He said as he entered the room and sat on the bed beside me.

"Well, I knew, that since you were having luch with the princess, you were probably stressed and worried. And thinking about you stressed and worried, made me stressed and worried. I figured I sould probably try to relax, In my given state. Stress isn't exactly good for the foal, you know. So, I tried to lay down, but I couldn't sit still, I was still too anxious. So, I thought maybe a good book and a cup of tea would help, but I've already read all of our romance novels. I decided to read this one, because you liked it, so I thought I would too! Long story short, it worked a little TOO well," I said rapidly with a giggle at the end. "Speaking of our days, how did it go with the Princess, Sid?" I asked as I booped his nose with my hoof. He chuckled and kissed mine before giving me his response.

"Oh, Melony, there hasn't been a more perfect oppertunity!!" He said out of no where. He wrapped his hooves tightly around me. I couldn't help but smile and wrap my hooves around him, too! I burried my muzzle in chest; I can't lie he's the best!

"W-why don't you tell me about it, Sid?" I asked as I made myself comfortable.

"200,000 bits!" He said. Nothing else escaped his tongue. This really peeked my interest.

"T-two hundred.... For what?" I could hardly believe it! That's just the money we need for a bigger house, and to start our family! My tail began to swish excitedly as I thought a little further into our future with that kind of money. Suddenly, I noticed a moment of realisation flicker through his eyes.

"For... F-finding and catching Changlings... my gosh..." He said, before turning away, seeming a little dissapointed with himself. My blood ran cold, not only did I fear for Sid, but also myself, and all of Equestria.

"Th-the changelings are back!?" I yelped out fearfully and hiding under my covers.

"No, it's probably just some wild goose chase the princess set up because of paranoia! I guess I was just, too eager to see that!" He said, I was a little relieved, but part of me hoped there WERE changlings. We could really use the money, especially with one on the way, as a family ready to begin their life! I did care about him a little more than the money, though.

"W-well, it could be a good thing... all the money in Equestria isn't worth loosing you!" I held him tighter in my hooves! He smiled and ran his hoof lovingly over my stomach, a little shiver ran down my spine. It felt nice, actually.

"I know, how you feel, hun. But we're not the only ones who need the money anymore. Do you know how much a family will cost us?" He was right, as much as I hated to admit it. Even with our current plan, we'll only get so far.

"I-I guess it's worth a shot, Sid, but what if something, DOES happen to you?... I-I don't want to loose you. And the foal will need their Daddy around, to watch them grow up, and help them learn. Hun, I'm not the only one who needs you." I said, emphasizing by putting my hoof over top of his.

"The Princess already said she'll be making sure I'm safe. The real problem is the fact that there might not be any changelings to find! For all I know, she was just being paranoid,"

"Well, I guess we don't know for sure.... But just as there is a 'maybe not' there will always very well be a 'maybe'," I smiled at him, a little satisfied with my own advice. He smiled back at me and ran his hoof through my mane. The intimate contact drew a pleasurable shiver from my body.

"I guess you're right, Song," He started, I only giggled.

"Song?" I asked while still laughing quietly.

"Well, I figured, since you have a nickname for me, I'd make one up for you. Song matches your cutie-mark," I could feel the blush tickle my cheeks as I smiled.

"Song, huh? You know what? I actually really like it," I said as I held onto him a little tighter. He kissed my cheek tenderly as he copied my action.

"I suppose I could probably ask the Princess if she knows where we should start. That might just get us started, on everything," I looked up into his eyes, staring deeply.

"J-just please! Be carful... we need you here, Sid," He only smiled and wrapped his wings around me. It was really comforting; I felt a strong, warm feeling inside my chest as I cuddled him back.

"I promise, Song, nothing bad will happen to me," I burried my muzzle into his chest, getting as close to him as I physically could. His warm, loving embrace enveloped me. I was finally relaxed as I felt the soft beating of his heart under my chin. I knew this was where I belonged, right here in Sid's hooves, right now. My eyelids suddenly felt heavy.

I felt him kiss my lips, gently and tenderly. I wanted to hold it out a little longer, to savor this moment. But, I was was very tired. I felt my eyes close as he pulled his lips away from my muzzle.

"Goodnight, Melony," That was the last thing I heard before drifting off to a deep, relaxed slumber.

Author's Note

For any of you guys who are curious, Yes; the reason why she calls him Sid will be explained later. Sorry this took so long, life happened and I've been pretty busy. Luckily I've worked things out. Here you go, Chapter 3, I hope you enjoyed!!

Chapter 4: First of Many (3rd Person POV)

By the time Melony woke up, Spy Glass had already left. This was normal, considering he starts work earlier than she does.

She sat up, let out a yawn and stretched out before begining her morning routine. She freshened up and applied a thin coat of make-up. While staring into the mirror, she glanced at her belly.

She put down her make-up brush and smiled widely as she rubs her belly lovingly. "H-Hey there, hun, It's Mommy. Daddy and I are so excited to meet you!" She giggles a little at herself, not really knowing if the foal can hear her. All she knew was, it felt nice to talk to them.

She continued to ramble a little bit longer. Talking about Sid, Work, and the House, as if trying to catch up with an old friend. "You better come quickly, now. You are the start to our family... our new begining... we're waiting on you!" She giggled again before glancing at the clock and gasping. "Oh No! I'm going to be late!" She said to herself aloud, throwing on her work uniform and bolting out the door.

She ran as quickly as she could, with the extra weight dragging her down, she ran out of energy pretty quickly and lost her balance. She stumbled and tripped, falling onto the ground. She grunted in annoyance before being offered a hoof. "Melony? Is that you? Are you alright?" The brown unicorn mare, asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine... Wait, do I know you?" Melony asked, a confused expression painting her face.

"Probably not," The mare spoke, "But I know you," she continued, in a whisper this time. She spoke again, almost mirthfully "I'm Caramel Light! Where are you headed in such a rush?"

"I-I'm going to work.... How do you know me?" The mare seemed to get a little nervous when Melony asked this.

"Uhm... Small world?"

"But that doesn't even make any-" Melony started, but, was interupted.

"Whoops, I'd love to stay and chat but I'm late for a play!"

"I haven't heard anything about a play,"

"Neither have I! Well, Not before today at least. It must be a last-minute thing, but there are flyers everywhere! Take a look!" Caramel says rapidly before throwing a flyer into her face and taking off.

"That wasn't suspisious..." Melony said to herself sarcasticly. She peeled the flyer off of her face and read over it. She then rolled her eyes. The play doens't even start until Five O'clock. hmm... if I'm quick enough, I might be able to show up after work. And Sid doesn't get home until about eight o'clock, so, I should still have some time to make it back before he does, She thought to herself.

The play takes place outside of the palace, which is odd to her, the princesses don't usually allow such trivial events to take place near the palace. She only shrugged it off and tucked it away in her apron before continuing to work. As she expected, she showed up late. Thankfully, Red was easy on her about it.

It was a pretty slow day; Melony, was actually relieved at this. She was having an off day, so a little time to relax was nice. Soon enough, her uneventful shift was over and she began making her exit. But before she could leave, she noticed a flyer for a bake sale on the other side of the glass door, reminding her of the flyer she had in her apron.

She checks the flyer for the play again while she starts towards the palace. Then realization hits her: She never checked the title! The play that was featuring, just so happened to be her favorite, The Nightmare of the Opera. She squeeled mentally... and also out loud. Without even realizing, she began to gradually speed up.

Melony was there in no time at all, taking the seat closest to the stage she could find. She has only seen it twice before, but of all of the plays she's seen, The Nightmare of the Opera was the absolute best. Excitement washed over her as the curtains drew open. It was odd, though, she watched, something seemed familiar about the masked-pony.

It wasn't until Krissy (or the actress that played her) took off his mask. She couldn't believe she didn't notice it before. It was Spy Glass. Melony could feel her heart beat within her chest and her tail wag behind her. She never knew Spy Glass was such a great actor... or a wonderful singer. She found it harder to focus more on the play, and less on the "mysterious" masked-stallion. Many thoughts and questions crossed her mind, none of which, however, were: "Why isn't he at work?"

Soon, the play ended and she finally headed home to rest her sore hooves. She plopped down on the couch and started massaging her hind hoof firmly as she waited for Spy Glass to return. He returned later than Melony had expected. He came in, still wearing his costume and stage makeup, and she couldn't help but let out a little giggle.

"You never told me that you were such a good actor, hun!" Melony stated cheerfully as she levitated a make-up wipe from her table. Spy Glass chuckled as Melony wiped his face clean of the make-up.

"I take it you enjoyed the show?" Spy Glass asked. Melony wiped the lipstick from her husbands mouth and gave him a deep kiss.

"I LOVED it, hun! The Nightmare of The Opera is my favorite musical!" She said, slightly overjoyed.

"Why do think I chose it?" He asked rhetorically.

"What do you mean, hun?"

"Well, on the way to the Palace this morning, I was wondering how I would be able to find any changlings. Then I remembered the events of the first attack. A big event not only attracts them, but also gives them power. Most changlings couldn't resist that sort of event. I took it up with the Princess and she thought it was worth a shot.

So, we set up a stage and put on a play outside the palace. It was very last minute, but everypony wants to be at the palace; So, of course, everypony showed up! All we had to do is look for ponies who looked particularly out of place."

Melony blushed in embarrassment, for not asking the most obvious question, or even wondering about it. "Did it work?" She asked him, curiously.

"We were able to track down two of them tonight. With their knoweledge and abilities, we will be able to track down any others, very soon," Spy Glass replied. Melony let out a quick gasp.

"Two changelings? That means we can-" She started but was cut off as Spy Glass put his hoof over her muzzle and gazed into her eyes lovingly.

"Pack your things, Melony, we're moving."

Melony squealed happily and nuzzled his chest. "Just curious, which changlings did you catch tonight?" Melony asked.

"I don't understand,"

"You know, what were they disguised as,"

"Oh! One was a blue pegasus that went by Candle Blue, and the other was a brown unicorn named Caramel Light," he said. Melony's heart skipped a beat. Caramel Light?..... A spy!

Author's Note

I feel like a broken record, but again, I'm sorry, for multiple reasons. I understand that this chapter might have been more cringy than the others. For some reason, this chapter was harder to keep on track and was really frusrtating. I had a goal in mind, but I didn't know how to get there. As for the time, just know that this kind of things requires a lot of it. Not to mention writer's block and other things I'm working on. But I do like writing these, and for those of you who are still following along, thank you, and I hope you enjoy reading them!

Chapter 5: All Good Things... (Spy Glass's POV)

It was easy to tell that Melony was having a hard time. It wasn't the pregnancy or the move, however, but something was definitely bugging her. Ever sense the night of the play, she hasn't been acting like herself.

"Melony, are you alright?" I finally acknowledged. She was lying back on the couch, a little pink blanket covered her belly. She looked up from the book she was reading and replied.

"Of course! Why wouldn't I be?" She said.

"Hun, I can tell something's bothering you, and I want to help," I said. she didn't say anything back she only let out a sigh and looked away from me. "Just tell me what's wrong, Melony, whatever's bothering you, I just want you to be your happy self again."

"I-I can't tell you, Sid..."

"Why not?"

"I just can't... Not yet..."

"...Do you not trust me? Is that it?" I asked. She quickly sat up and looked into my eyes honestly.

"N-no! Of course I trust you! I-I just don't feel comfortable yet, hun," She said. There was a slight pause, before I spoke again.

"Do you want to tell me?" She came closer to and took my hooves into hers.

"Of course I want to tell you, Sid. I would be SO relieved to get it off of my chest. I just need some time first... I'll tell you when I'm ready," she answered. At this, I smiled.

"Promise?" She giggled at my question, leaned in close and kissed my nose. I smiled and nuzzled her lovingly.

"I Promise."

Over the course of the next few weeks, thing seemed to get better. She began laughing and joking again. It seemed like any problem she may have had just dissapeared. She became more comfortable in my pressence again.

One day, I was decorating the baby's room late into the night (or early in the morning, I wasn't exactly paying attention to the time) and it was at this moment Melony had called to me from our room. "Sid, c-could you come in here?" She said, just loud enough for me to hear. I came to our room and was greeted by the very nervous mare; she was shaking gently.

"What is it, Love?" I asked, feeling concerned for her.

"I-I can't do it anymore...." she replied in a shakey tone.

"Can't do what?"

"The lies! I've been lying to you and myself! I've been lying to us!.... And I can't do it anymore!" Melony broke down and began sobbing loudly, tears streaming down her face. I quickly grabbed her and pulled her into my arms, comforting her!

"Hey, Hey, Hey! Calm down! What's wrong?" I said wiping tears from her face. She calmed down, leaning into my touch and embrace. She breathed a sigh of composure before speaking again.

"Spy Glass," it was odd hearing her call me by my real name. "I love you so much... and I need you to know that I'm being entirely honest when I say that. And, since we are entering the biggest commitment of our lives... I figured it's time I stopped lying to you. I want all of our feelings to be genuine!"

"Melony, what are you saying? My feelings for you ARE completely genuine!" I stated. She only gave me the saddest look I've ever seen.

"...Promise you won't get mad?" It was an odd question. I've never been mad at her, even when I had reason to be, but, I didn't question it.

"I promise, love." She stepped back and, again, began shaking. A single tear ran down her cheek as she took in another sigh. Her horn iginited, but instead of her usual light-blue auora, it was a dark green. Her body was was engulfed in a green flame and a flash of light. When the fire was gone, she was visible again, but it was no longer her. Instead, her place was taken by a changeling.

"M-Melony? Melony?! Where is she?! Who are you?! What did you do to my wife?...." I was in hysterics, and infuriated, but I was certain I already knew the answer.... I just didn't want to accept it.

"I-It is me... I'm Melony... the real Melony..." She responded. Her voice was unchanged, side for a soft echo to it. She still shook and teared up.

It was hard to tell if I couldn't believe what was happening or if I didn't want to believe it. Her wings buzzed as she shivered and her now hole-filled legs shook. Her eyes were replaced with a solid green color, no whites or pupils. Her once straight horn was now crooked and jagged. Instead of a mane, she had small, transparent green fins, and her tail was now green chitin.

She was still so very beautiful.... yet, in the form of evil! My muscles tensed and I felt tears build up. I felt more than just backstabbed, but I still couldn't help but love her somewhere in my heart. One thing however, did not not change: her pregnancy.

How could I be be heart broken yet in love at the same time? Was it her method? Was it hard to turn her away because she was carrying my foal?..... It had to be... Changelings are heartless monsters!

"You're not Melony..." I spoke, pushing away my emotions. She, however, began tearing up, again, soaking her cheeks.

"Wh-what do you mean? O-of course I am..." She said softly through tears.

"Melony is kind, and loving... she is NOT A HEARTLESS BEAST!! Melony actaully has emotions!.... Melony actually loved me..."

"SID, I DO LOVE YOU!!"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!"

"Sid, please!" She sobbed as she collapsed to her knees and pleaded, "I love you... I-I need you..."

"No," I turned away from her, ready to leave. "Pests like you can't feel love..." I then left the room. I felt empty and cold. Never once have I said anything so heartless.... Ironic, isn't it? How I call the the mare I love a heartless monster. The truth is, I need her, too.

I felt remorse hit me like a bag of bricks. How could I be so stupid? I turned back around, stepping back into the room to appologize, but she was not there. Not a trace.

It was this moment that I realized my mistake. Never in my life, have I ever been so wrong!

Author's Note

Yes... this one is a sad one. But do not worry, this is not the end! Stay tuned for more!

Thanks to those who favorite, like or even read my story. I get the notifications, and it really encourages me to keep writing. It tells me that people actually like my stories, and want to see more. Thank you guys for reading. Peace!

Chapter 6: Golden Days Pt 2 (Melony's POV)

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.
Feel free to make some spelling and grammer corrections in the comment section so I can make the story better. I really hate proof-reading, so I'd be happy to have your critiques.

Thank You guys so much!!

Chapter 7: Five Years Spent Alone(3rd Person POV)

It's been five years since Melony left. Spy Glass could swear to himself that we was losing his mind. He never knew why, but he always told mares who were interested in him that he was already married, despite Melony being gone for years. He never took down the the stuff in the baby's room, and he constantly found himself visiting said room.

Not long after Melony left, Spy Glass filed a report to the gaurds, but hoped that she would never be found, though. He had a hard time figuring himself out ever since then. He wondered what he would do if they ever found Melony. Would he be able to forgive her? Would he still convict her, or would he want her back. Would they let him have her back?

This us what begged the question: what about the baby? Surely, they weren't a baby now. But what happens to them when Melony gets caught? Are they like her? These are things that always worried Spy Glass. It actually kept him up at night; it wasn't uncommon to see him asleep in public on his days off.

Spy Glass continued his job traking down changelings. He had everything he wanted... Almost everything. He had plenty of bits and he lived comfortably. But still, he felt alone.

Something was missing, and he knew what it was. He wanted Melony back, he didn't care that she was a changeling, he didn't care if their child was a changeling. He just wanted her back. That's when he knew that he messed up.

Melony hadn't felt comfortable in her skin since the day she left. She couldn't keep the same transformation for more than a couple of days, and she held too many personalities than she could count. Unfortunatly, this also meant that she couldn't hold a job for very long, either.

Melony lived in a small, single-room apartment. All of her freetime went into re-reading Sherlock Hooves. It reminded her of Spy Glass so much for obvious reasons. Thankfully, though, Melony was not alone. Melony had a son, his name was Simon, and he kept Melony from completely losing her mind! Simon was a pegasus with a heart of gold and refused to hurt anyone, for any reason, despite his changeling heritage.

Simon was also... unnaturally intellegent. He had read the Sherlock Hooves novel and took a liking to all things mystery-related. He even sovled a few himself. He was able to track down the mouse that roamed the trailer before Melony even knew it exsisted. Of course, Simon didn't have the heart to let it go, so he instead befriended it. It is still a wonder how he managed it, but he did. He called it... well "It". Simon never went anywhere without It.

Simon had trouble contorling his transformations, so it was pretty lucky that his natural form looked more ponylike than changeling like. He had his father's white fur, but had a red mane like Melony's disguise. His eyes, however, were bug-like; green with no pupils. It didn't raise enough suspision to cause a problem, but it did catch the eyes of a few bullies.

That didn't matter though. Simon had a friend and Melony had her sanity. They weren't happy, but they were alive... that's what mattered. Though, Melony did sometimes wish that she could change, the past. She wanted to be happy. She wanted to go back and live the way she did; back when she was happy... There have even been times when she considered going back, hoping that seeing Spy Glass again... even just for a moment... whould be worth rotting in the dungeon for. She missed it, but now, it is too late. Now she's on her own.

The time was 8:00 am and Spy Glass decided on Icey's Cafè for breakfast. It's been so long since he's been here, and something familiar is just what he needs right now. Speaking of which there just so happened to be a familiar face behind the counter today. "Good morning, Sky Beam!" He said.

"Spy Glass!? Oh my goodness! It's been so long how have you been!?" She claimed, trying to give him a hug over the counter.

"Tired. Haven't been able to catch a good night's rest in forever. Could I get some coffee and the breakfast plate?"

"Coming right up! I guess changeling watch is a tough job, huh?"

"...Like you wouldn't believe! Hey, how are you Mr. Red doing?"

"Well, since Mr. Red bought the Cafe, I got to keep my job here, and we've been living more comfortable than ever. Little Red's about ready to start school, and she'a very excited!" Sky said.

"...Little Red?"

"Oh, right! I forget how long it's been. Little Red is my daughter. Well... her name is Sweet Match, but because of her red mane and coat, Mr. Red gave her that nickname. She's almost five now.... speaking of which, how's Melony and your kid, doing."

"O-oh... th-they're fine..."

"It's been so long since I've seen Melony. We should set up a play date for Little Red and... and... w-what's your foal's name? I don't believe I've met them yet..." Sky Beam said.

"Great idea! I'll see what I can do!"

"Wait what about.... M-melony?..." Sky Beam had started, But Spy Glass had walked away before she could finish. He sat at a table and rested his head on top of it. He though breifly of Melony's whereabouts before falling asleep on the table.

Not long after, Melony and Simon decided to visit the same Cafè for breakfast. The same one they've been eating at every morning for the last five years. Because of Simon's lack of practice in transformation, Melony chose a specific transformation for this, to keep suspision low. She had taken the form of a white pegasus mare with a cloud for her cutie-mark.

The two imeadiately went to the front counter. "Hi there, Cloudy! Hi, Simon! What can I do for you two?" Sky asked happily.

"Hey, Sky! We'll have the usual," Melony replied.

"Coming right up! ...And if I'm right, it's a certain colt's birthday today!" Sky smiled at Simon and he perked up, nodding quickly.

"How old are you today?" She asked.

"I am exatly five years, two hours, thirty-four minutes, and forty-six seconds old today!" He said excitedly. Both Sky and Melony giggled.

"Five years old! Wow, I suppose you'd like a birthday muffin then?" Sky asked enthusiastically.

"Yes, please!"

"Perhaps you're even old enough to come back and help make them!" She suggested. Simon nodded vigorously.

"Wait, what?... A-are you sure that's a good idea, Sky?" Melony asked.

"C'mon, Cloudly, there's no harm in a little baking, and I'm sure Mr. Red wouldn't mind."

"A-alright. If you're sure. I-I just don't want be a problem."

"No problem at all! Though, It will have to stay out of the kitchen," Sky giggled. Simon took It out of his pocket and put him on the ground.

"Alright, It, stay here with mom, and try not to get lost," Simon said before heading behind the counter. It sqeaked in response and stuck close to Melony's hoof.

"You know, Cloudy, if you need some extra bits, I'm sure I can convince Mr. Red to-" Sky started before being cut off.

"I-it's fine, really. I couldn't do that," Melony said quickly.

"...Alright then... just... let me know if you change your mind," Sky Beam smiled before turning around, back into the kitchen.

After Sky Beam had left, Melony had picked an awfully familiar scent. One she got from reading the Sherlock Hooves novel. One she had missed for a very long time. She looked frantically around the café, searching each table until her heart leapt. There, at the middle table, Spy Glass rested his head on the table, sleeping.

Melony drew close to him cautiously. She couldn't help it, she wanted nothing more to be close to him, again; to be in his hooves. S-sleeping in public is dangerous... right? Melony thought to herself. That's right! S-somepony could steal from him at any moment! O-or worse! I-I should probably sit with him... for just a moment... to protect him.

Melony pulled up a chair and sat down beside him, gradually closing the distace between them. It wasn't long before she found herself cuddling up against him. It, who had somehow gotten on the table, gave her an odd look. "D-don't worry, I know him.... H-he's a heavy sleeper he won't... How'd you get up here? You really shouldn't be on the table, you know that.... Oh, stop judging me!" Melony frantically explained to the mouse. It rolled his eyes and curled up on Melony's muzzle. "I trust my secret is safe with you?" Melony giggled.

Spy Glass let out a soft groan and slowly opened his eyes. "Um... hello there?" Spy Glass said. Melony quickly jumped up and blushed deeply. "Do I know you?... I-is that a mouse on your muzzle?"

"Uh... yes... Um, this is It... and I'm Cloudy Cuddles... nice to meet you..." Melony said, trying to regain her composure.

"You named your mouse 'It'?"

"Oh... I didn't name him... and he's not mine..." Just then, Simon came out of the kitchen, a huge smile painted his face.

"The muffins are baking. Where's It?.... why is he on-" Simon's eyes grew wide as he saw Spy Glass. "M-mister Spy Glass?" Spy Glass smiles at him.

"That's me!" Spy Glass said.

"Oh! I'm a huge fan!! I'm Simon, it's so nice to meet you!" Simon exclaimed. Spy Glass raised an eyebrow at him.

"You know I'm only a Private Investigator, right?"

"Only the GREATEST private investigator ever! It's like meeting the real-life Sherlock Hooves!"

"Well, it's interesting to meet a young boy so interested in investigation. It's nice to meet you, too, kid," Spy Glass smiles at him. "I'm guessing that's your mouse on Miss Cloudy's face?"

"Oh! Right! Come here, It," Simon said as he picks him up and puts him back in his pocket as Melony giggles.

"Hmm... Interesting eyes you got there, kid. Mind if I ask how that happened?" Spy Glass said.

"Oh! I was born with them," he said.

"They look a lot like a changeling's," Spy Glass commented. "They are definately really cool!" Simon shyed away a little bit.

"Y-You're not going to take me in, are you?"

"Of course not. Real changelings wouldn't leave such and important detail uncovered," He smiled. "You know if you're really interested in detective work, I could probably let you tour my company building, if you're interested, that is."

"C-can I?" Simon asked hopefully. Spy Glass handed Simon his card.

"I don't see why not. I'm sure I can pull a few strings to get you in there, just keep it on the 'down low'," Spy Glass winked. Simon's eyes lit up and Melony giggled again. "Now, if you'll excuse me, my food should be here any moment. It was nice meeting you Simon, and... uh... You too, Cloudy," Spy Glass smiled. Melony turned away and blushed.

"C-come on, Simon," Melony softly. The moment may not have lasted very long, but it was pure bliss to Melony. Just to be around Sid again, warmed her to the core. She doesn't care about the risk of the situation. It was worth it.

"What WAS It doing on your face?" Simon asked his mother. Melony only blushed deeper.

"Tell your mouse to stop judging me..."

Author's Note

Hey, guys!! It is currently 1:30 am and I have work at 7:00 am! I came to tell you that it was worth it... at least for now, I might regret it when the sun comes up, but right now, I'm pround to have finally gotten this chapter out! I hope you guys enjoy! :twilightsmile:

Chapter 9: Her Majesty Pt. 2 (Chrysalis's POV)

It wasn't long after the invasion that I began planning my revenge! And I knew it was going to start with those traders! If only I had realized the significance of the missing spy reports before mobilization, we would still probably have control over Canterlot.

When I had returned to the hive that night, not very many of my changelings returned. The amount of casualties taken during the invasion definitely made singling out the rouge spies more difficult. Given the number of reports I received before the attack, I came to the conclusion that there were four changeling spies who didn't return that day.

"Captin Butterfly!" I called out. With incredible speed, one of the few changelings I had left stood in front of me. She was a little bigger than most changlings, and her eyes were more of a dark violet other than the usual green or blue. She soluted her queen, and despite the situation, she had a huge smile on her face.

"You called, your Majesty?" She said happily. I rolled my eyes at her enthusiasm.

"We need to track down some traitors in Canterlot! I need you to train some more spies."

"But, your Majesty, we only have son many Changelings left. If we plan on launching another attack, we'll want as many drones as possible!" She said to me as her happiness turned to concern.

"We're not launching another attack!... Not yet, anyway. First, we need to find the rogue spies. There are four who did not return this morning. I don't know if they had anything to do with our defeat, but they still refused to do their duty. I want them found and I want them dead!"

"D-dead?! Th-that seems a bit extreme... don't you think?"

"Captin, if we want our revenge, these spies must first be put to rest! There will be no loose ends! Do I make myself clear?" She shyed away from my gaze and she whimpered softly.

"...Yes, your Majesty..." She said before darting off. She began training spies immeadiatly, but revenge does not wait, esspecially for those traders! I sent a few spies out that night and required that they be back by dawn. The following morning, only one returned.

"Where are the others?!" I asked sharply.

"Your majesty, they have been captured! They were spotted at a performance near the castle." He stated after his salute.

"Impossible! How could they have seen through their disguises?"

"I-I don't know! They must have been expecting our return... I-"

"Who has captured them?"

"I dont know. Some pegasus stallion-"

"Perhaps he could be responsible for the first few missing changelings!"

"My queen! What are we to do with those that are captured?"

"There's nothing we can do now! I want more information on this stallion!"

"But, your majesty, with all due respect, I don't believe that it is very wise to persue the very thing that-"

"WISE!?? Are you suggesting that your queen does not know what she's doing?! Do you thinl you know better than the very one who keeps this hive alive?!" He let out a sigh and shook his head.

"... no, your majesty..."

"That's what I thought! Now return to your duty!" At this, he slowly buzzed away.

"Y-Your majesty?" Captain Butterfly chimed in.

"What is it, Captain?"

"What does this stallion have to do with the rogue spies?"

"It could be possible that this stallion had captured these spies before the invasion began. If so, they get the benefit of a doubt and there will not need to kill them if we can find them."

"And... if not?"

"Let's just say that there will be five pests to exterminate. Why? Do my methods worry you?"

"It's just... if this stallion can so easily detect changelings... then we'd be risking what few changelings we have left. Don't you think, this plan is a little... irrational?" She said as delicately as possible.

"Anything we do in or around the city becomes just as risky with him lurking there anyway. This would render our efforts and years of preparation useless and revenge on Canterlot or even those potential rogues impossible. One way or another, Captin Butterfly, the odds are against us, but this hive is not going down without a fight! Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, your highness," she said as the smile returned to her face. I suppose she must have felt comfortable in being reassured in some way.

"Now, return to your duties! If we require a few pawns, someone WILL need to train them," I said as she buzzed off, also.

Over the course of the next five years, I lost countless spies to this detective. However, my efforts were not completely in vain; for I did get the information I was looking for. As it turns out, the four missing spies were indeed traders: Melony, most often taking the form of a mare called 'Cloudy Cuddles', and now with a son; Lumous, often using the disguise of a mare called 'Caramel Glow' and captured at the play near the castle. This means that there was one other changeling spy that refused to return the morning after the play. It is also found that they were captured in a seprate situation later. The other two rogues have yet to be identified.

The detecive goes by the name Spy Glass. He began his changeling hunting career only after the invasion. Which means he could not have captured any changelings before then. After the first couple of months of his new posistion, his morale decreased suddenly and he was no longer seen in public with his wife anymore. It is not known what happened to her, but he still claims that he is married. Still, this leaves a vulnrability; an opening if you will. A crack in the seal that only needs to be exploited. And was to find out just how to do that.

I took the form of a young pegasus colt and scanned over the city. Thanks to his lack of rest, he is easy to find out in the open, usually asleep. It wasn't before I picked up the scent of drama that I realized how hungry I was. I decided to take a break and for a snack and followed the scent that caught my attention.

The scent led me to a Café were a mare and her son stood just outside. I took the formation of a fly so that I could draw closer to them without being noticed. They seemed to be arguing. Something about the boy's father... I don't know, that's not what had my curiousity. It was the boy's eyes that caught my attention. They were too... changeling-like. I took a good look at the mother and noticed that she matched the description of the desguise Melony had taken.

It wasn't long before the stallion-of-interest himself showed up. That's wgen the peices fell into place. His interests including a mare by the name of Melony. Uncoincidently, Melony had feelings for Spy Glass, also. This made things just too easy. What a perfect way to kill two birds with one stone I thought to myself as I followed Melony home.

... Or, more like 'kill two...No! Three pests at once.

Author's Note

I hope you guys enjoyed the peek into Chrissy's side of the story!
Now, as much as I LOVE working on this story, I don't know when I'll have time get around to the next one. There is just too much to do with such little time. I promise, there will be more chapters, and hopefully, soon. But for now, I've got some D&D Campaigns to finish and some homebrewed monsters and items to digitalize.
I love you guys, I really do!
Thanks for reading!

Chapter 10: Like Father Like Son (Simon's POV)

I looked up in joy at the inside of the facility. I know not a lot of colts my age are interested in this kind of stuff, but something about the details unfolding in a case is very satisfying to me. Something only someone with high intellect and just as much curiosity can enjoy, I suppose. We were on the third floor and the open cases and discussions consumed my full attention. I even participating in a few of them... or at least that's what I liked to believe. No one really listened when I spoke and they all just ignored me, but it was still the greatest experience I've ever had.

"Looks like you're having a good time, then, kid?" Spy Glass said as he nudged my shoulder as he noticed my excitement.

"Absolutely! But.... is it legal to disclose details of a case?" I asked.

"Not particularly; these are open cases. Open cases are for anyone who has details about, and are even usually in the news. However, my boss isn't exaclty open to tours of the facility. So just make sure to keep this whole thing on the 'down low'," he said with a wink. I smiled and gave a nod of agreement.

"But what about everypony else in here?"

"Even a detective knows when to keep their mouth shut in certin circumstances. Especially when it comes to their fellow investigators. Besides I already talked to him, you're fine. Just don't go telling you're friends the we're offering tours," He chuckled. "Hey, want to come check out the investigations I've been work on?"

"Of course! Would those be considered confidential cases?"

"Kid, I ONLY do open cases. I don't know if you've noticed, but when it comes to tracking down changelings, any information I can get, even from the public, is useful," he smiled. "Besides, you look like somepony that knows a thing or two."

"In general, yes, I have a pretty wide range of knowledge. About changlings, I don't know the first thing."

"Are you not part changeling?" He asked me. It would be this kind of question that would make my mom nervous, which made me glad she wasn't here. Then again, we wouln't have it any other way. As for me, I have a story I use to keep me from getting us in trouble. One that actually holds water.

"I am, but I can't exactly tell you anything. I live with my mother, and she's never told me who my father is; it's a sensitive subject in our home and.... Well, all obvious theroies and assumptions aside.... let's just say that I've been shielded from a very important part of my life, and because of this, there are a lot of things I don't know. I suppose that's what sparked my curiousity in the first place. I can't change the past, and I suppose it's good that I can't."

"Hmm... Well said, kid. I guess your past does contribute to who you become. You're pretty optimistic," at this I smiled and looked at the investigation board. Then something caught my attention, something familiar.

"Did this pony do something?" I said as I pointed to a picture of a stallion entering an apartment building.

"Nothing illegal. He's just been seen conversing with the last seven changeling that had been captured. We assume he might be supporting refugee changelings. Though that is only a theory, we DO know that it's not a coincidence, and he has a conection with the changelings. Why? Do you know something about him?"

"Yes, actually, and I thought it was interesting that he was under 'suspects', I would have assumed he was working with you," I said, examining the picture.

"Oh? What gave you that idea?"

"His name is Dusty Palace, he owns that apartment complex there, and he's been involved in WAY more than just the last seven changeling cases. He's not a bad detective, himself.

When the changelings invaded, he lost a lot of business with ponies not feeling safe in Canterlot anymore, and rumors of spies returning or just simply changeling lingering around the city prevented ponies from moving here. Lack of profit not only prevented him from expanding his complex like he'd hoped, but it also made supporting his family impossible, much less giving him the ability to keep the renters he still had satisfied.

Hope was dying out for him. That is, until he heard about a certin someone who recently started a changeling hunt," I said with a wink. "Of course, the word of the first capture brought some hope back to Canterlot, but he figured that if captures became common, ponies would feel safer in the city for one reason or another. So, he discretely spread the word that all changelings are welcome to his building for no cost. Of course, taking the role of a changeling-sympathizer made singling out changling spies easy.

From there, all it takes is a bit of evidence planting or an anonymous letter, and suddenly Canterlot is a happier place," I gave another wink.

"Huh... intuitive," he said as he took the picture off of the board and inspected it. "I guess you know him well, don't you?"

"Yeah, we met when my mom was looking for an apartment to stay in. When he saw how we were a struggling, broken family, and that it was caused by a changeling, he offered us a free stay for a while. He said since I technically count as a changeling, he's obligated to offer me a place to stay. He even bought our trailer for us once business picked back up. I still visit him sometimes, and he's taught me a few investigation tricks."

"I'm just suprised I never thought about it in that way," Spy Glass said, scracthing his head.

"Well, even Sherlock Hooves needed another set of eyes on many of his cases. Why do you think he had an assistant?" I said with a chuckle. He smiled and ruffled my mane.

"Well, maybe there might be an opening for an assistant position here in the future, and I know just the colt for the job! Of course, if he's interested," he smiled and winked at me as I nodded my head vigorously. "After you graduate, that is," he continued. I rolled my eyes and chuckled. We laughed for a moment before something else caught my eye. It was another picture, but not one on the board. This one was on his desk.

"Who's that?" I asked, pointing at the framed picture on his desk. It depicted him and a unicorn mare cuddled together in front of a blue backdrop. They seem happy; very happy. Which is probably why I find it odd when he let out a not-so-happy sigh.

"That's my wife, Melony. She is quiet a lovely mare if I do say so myself," he said with a grin. It wasn't obvious by any means, but I could tell that it was fake. But, I suppose to follow his advice; 'even a detective knows when to keep their mouth shut'.

"I suppose she is?" I said, acting slightly confused. He only smiled and looked back at me.

"Well, I probably shouldn't go ranting on about family, this is a place for work," he said somberly. I didn't pay closely to what he was saying though. I was trying to remember where I heard the name 'Melony' before. It sounded strangely familiar, but I couldn't put my hoof on it. "Hey, kid, you alright?" Spy Glass asked me. I shook the thoughts from my head and then nodded.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just zoned out I guess," I responded as he glanced up at the clock on the wall.

"Oh! Look at the time! You should probably head on home. Your mother's probably waiting on you," he said as he opened the door for me.

"You're probably right. Will I be able to see you again?"

"I hope so! You're a smart kid, and you got a future here. So, let's try not to loose touch," at this, he handed me a business card. "I may work here, but I always have time for ponies who require my asisstance. This is my personal business card. Just send me a letter whenever, all right?" I smiled nodded before quickly trotting home.

It's been a great day so far. And I know I probably should jinx it, but it seems that things can't get any better!

Author's Note

I feel like there was more I was going to write for this chapter, but I forgot. So hopefully it fits well into the next chapter.

So, I took a break for, like, a couple weeks, but then I decided that I couldn't stay away for very long. Now, I'm not entirely done with the other stuff I'm working on, but I found a nice place where I can work on both. I hope you guys enjoy the chapter and I hope that you keep reading.

Chapter 11: A Break From the Routine (3rd Person POV)

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Chapter 12: Take a Stand! (Melony's POV)

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Chapter 13: The Down Low (3rd Person POV)

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Chapter 14: No Time to Spare (3rd Person POV)

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Chapter 15: Search Party (3rd Person POV)

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Chapter 8: Her Majesty Pt. 1 (Melony's Point of View)

Of course I hadn't told Simon who his father was yet, and at this point, I doubt he'd believe me if I did. He'd probably think I'm making stuff up just to impress him. Besides, I'd perfer not to relive those memories, anyway.

Sky Beam returned with our breakfast and she left a muffin on the table for Simon, too. "Enjoy, you two! And happy birthday, Simon!" She said enthusiastically before walking back to the counter.

"Thank you!" Said Simon as he took a chunk out of the muffin and fed it to It. As he ate, Simon stared at the bussiness card Sid gave him.

"You know, Simon, if you want to take that tour, you can," I said to him. Some part of me wanted him to spend some time with his dad. Even if Simon didn't know it was him, he deserves to know his father. Simon let out a sigh and pocketed the card.

"As much as I'd love to.... I couldn't. Spy Glass isn't easy to fool and I don't want to get you into any trouble. The more time we spend around him, the more likely we are to get caught," he said sincerly.

"B-but what about your eyes? Aren't those a give-away? He didn't suspect anything when he mentioned those," I said to him in reply. I didn't want to admit it, but I knew he was probably right. I knew Spy Glass better than Simon did, probably even better than Spy Glass knew himself. It will take nothing more than the slightest shutter and he'd know everything.

"Well, chances are, if he doesn't suspect me, he suspects that a changeling is involved in some way. Of course he doesn't suspect you yet because no changeling would walk around with an undisguised foal. But, if we were to show up and act nervous around all those changeling hunters, then they would definitely have a reason to suspect us," he said. I sighed and looked at him.

"I... uh... suppose you mean me?"

"I saw how you were just a moment ago, and it was a clear give-away. It seems he thought you were only flustered, so he hadn't suspected a thing."

"Look, Simon, I trust you can keep your composure... alone-"

"Are you suggesting I go with out you?"

"It's your birthday, and this is your dream!" I exclaimed.

"A-are you sure about this? Our disguise is more believable together..."

"Of course! Go meet your hero! I'll be fine alone. Besides... even if I do get caught... you're smart, and I know you can handle yourself. I promise, son, everything will be just fine. No matter what happens!" Simon smiled and wrappes his hooves around me in a tight hug.

"Thank you so much, mom!!" At this, I smiled and held him in my hooves. "Hey... Uh... mom? Do you mind if I ask you something?" Something told me that I already knew what the question was.

"S-sure, son... what is it?"

"I just... well, you always tell me that I wouldn't understand, and that I'm not ready and,,,, you'll know I will understand, right?" I sigh softly and nod. "Who's my father?"

"Simon-"

"No! Mom, I want to know, and I'm ready. What, did he not want me? Did he leave us? Is he dead? I will understand, I don't care if he ever comes back... I just want to know. And you know as well as I do that I have every right to know! Please mom..." he said, his voice shakey and unstable. He was on the verge of tears. That would make two of us.

"Simon, I know you're ready. I understand that you have a right to know! I want to tell you, Simon, but I'm not ready yet!" I said to him. I looked around the Café and blushed when realized how much of a scene we were making. I stood up and grabbed Simon by his hoof and took him outside, where it was less crowded, thankfully.

"Not ready for what?" He asked once the doors had closed behind us.

"Simon... Your father is still very much alive and I love him so much!"

"Then why isn't he here?!"

"Because he didn't want me!!.... he didn't want me..." I sighed and tried to regain my composure. "Look, your father and I ended on bad terms, and I still haven't gotten over it. I'm not ready to re-live those memories. Day after day I can never forget what happened between us, but I'm not ready to remember. Simon, I know your ready to know, but I'm not ready to talk about it... I'm so sorry," I ranted as tears poured out of my eyes.

He said nothing, all he did was take me into a tight embrace. It wasn't long before I stopped crying and held him in an embrace of my own. I giggled softly though my tear filled eyes. "You a lot like him you know. Just like him, you always know just how to cheer me up," I said.

"Are you two alright?" Said a voice I knew all too well. There, Sid stood in the door way to the Café. I said nothing in response.

"Y-yeah... just some personal issues..." Simon said as he wiped his eyes.

"I see... perhaps that tour would lighten the mood?" Sid offered yet again.

"Absolutely!!" Simon exclaimed happily. I couldn't help but giggle.

"I suppose I should head home then," I said.

"You mean you're not coming with us?" Sid asked.

"Well someone has to have lunch ready by the time this rascal gets home!" I said as I ruffled Simons mane. Simon hugged me once again and smiled wide.

"I love you, mom!" He said.

"I love you, too! Now, don't keep Mister Spy Glass here waiting." Spy Glass smiled and tipped his hat before they headed down the street. I turned around and slowly made my way home.

It wasn't long before a knock came to the door. When I opened it there was an oddly familiar brown unicorn mare on the other side. "H-hello there?..." I started after a short moment of silence.

"Hello, Cloudy! It's been so long! Come now, give me a hug," the mare spoke up, reaching her hooves out.

"D-do I know you?" I asked in confusion.

"Probably not!" She said mirthfully. Then her voice dropped to a whisper as an evil grin painted her face. "But I know you, traitor~"

"...Who are you?... What are you doing here?" I asked after a wave of Dejavu washed over me. The mare let herself in and closed the door behind her as I sat there, dumbfounded.

"What's wrong, Melony? You don't recognize mommy?" She said. It was then when I understood what was going on, but before I could run, I was already in enveloped in her green aura. In a flash of green light both her and I were revealed in our true forms. Chrysalis glared deep into my soul as she pinned me against the wall.

"I should kill you right now! I should have killed you years ago! Are you aware what your betrayal costed us!?" Chrysalis scolded. I only whimpered and nodded, trying to keep from looking into her eyes. "I want nothing more than for you to feel the same pain and suffering you had caused the hive!" She lets out a sigh as she calms her rage. "Fortunately for you," she begins with a hint of disgust. "I require information from you."

"Wh-what d-d-do you want from me," I managed to spit out.

"I want Spy Glass gone! As much of a menace you are, he's been chipping away at my army and spies. And it just so happens that I know a little rat who knows him better than he knows himself. So, little rat, if you value your life, you will come with me peacefully." I was close to tears and I struggled frantically!

"I can't! I-I won't!!" I said, trying my hardest to escape her powerful grasp.

"Perhaps I should rephrase that
It would just be a shame if little Simon had to grow up without a mother, now, wouldn't it?" My heart caught in my throat as I thought about it. "And it seems he doesn't have a father either. What a shame! The poor boy will be all alone." Crysalis smirked wickedly as the tears streamed down my face. "Perhapse his mother can do something about that?" I said nothing; there was nothing I could say. I only nodded. She stroked my mane and smiled.

"Good girl! Come now, we have a pest to 'exterminate'!"

Author's Note

I know, I know. This wasn't the best chapter I've written. In fact, it very well could be the worst. But there was a lot of needed context in this chapter that I had to squeeze in. Besides, if I had stopped because I thought that the chapter was no good, I know that I probably wouldn't have been back for a while. I hope you guys enjoyed it anyway. Thanks for reading.