Several minutes later, a small changeling enters the Queen's quarters. The Queen had since finished with Crisp Sheets and left the pony in a heap on the bed, choosing to lounge on a chaise nearby.

The changeling asks, "Shall I dispose of it, my Queen?"

Chrysalis sighed. "I had thought of it, just to punish you for daring to ask for a pet."

"It was foolish and arrogant, my Queen, I would deserve it." The changeling's ears retract.

"She's mine, now. Very receptive to my pheromones. You've got a good sense for ponies, my servant."

"I... do not understand what I am to do, then?"

Chrysalis smiles. "Take her back to her quarters. Let 'pet' mean whatever you meant. She has orders to bring me more ponies. Make her successful."

"You are gracious, my Queen. I will set about this task at once."

Eagerly, the changeling unbound Crisp and delivered her to her quarters. She slept for days. But she never had a problem with feeling unnoticed again.

Author's Note

This is my first published clop, let's see how bad an idea it was.