"Ok, is that enough questions done Pinkie?" Twilight asked for the 6th time.

"Maybe. I still need to know his favorite music, his favorite time, his favorite one of us, his favorite book, his favorite protein, his favorite-" Pinkie started.

"Pinkie, I think he's literally done," Twilight said, motioning to Jabber, who was lying on the floor, salivating at the thought of being done with this.

"Just...do...whatever...you...want...Pinkie..." Jabber ventilated through massive breaths. "Except for...the music..."

"OH! What music do you want? I got country, Dupstep, Choir, Hip-hop, Pop, Rap, Classic Rock, Modern Ro-hmm, I wonder why it's called Classic and Modern. Sure, modern is more recent, but just because it's old doesn't mean it's a classic. Why is it called rock to begin with? Rocks are stone and other minerals, not just air vibrating in a certain way-" Pinkie started again, before getting cut off.

"Just put on...some...Cosmic...Shellduck," Jabber said, standing up finally.

"Okie Dokie Loki!" Pinkie said, dashing off to somewhere else.

"How do you know about Cosmic Shellduck? He's not that popular of an artist," Twilight asked, confused as to how Jabber knew.

"Well one of my...Captors listened to him nonstop. He's not that bad of an artist, so...I never really complained," Jabber explained, finally gathering his breath.

"Fair enough I guess, but wouldn't that music remind you of how bad that place was?" Twilight asked as Jabber shook his head.

"Not if the music is literally about being safe. They only listened to one album, so as long as it's not that one album, We're golden," Jabber explained as Pinkie came back with 5 albums.

"Which one would you like Jabby? I got Pelicans we, Galaponigos, Wake up Calls, the much much how how and I- these are some silly names. Why would Mr. Shellduck name his albums and songs these? They don't make a whole lot-" Pinkie started, yet again, before being cut off.

"Anything but the Pelicans we. Everything else is fine," Jabber pointed at the Pelican covered album, excluding it from the list.

"Much 2 times How 2 times and I it is!" Pinkie said, taking the silver record out of the album, and going to the resident DJ, Vinyl.

"Well, I'm gonna go get spike," Twilight said, confusing Jabber.

"What? We don't need a spike for this. I'm not impaling anyone, and there aren't any drinks here," Jabber said, confused at the name of spike. Twilight laughed.

"No, Spike is the name of my brother. He's a dragon," Twilight answered, confusing Jabber even more.

"Wait...No that...Ugh, never-mind. I'll just stay here," Jabber shook his head as Twilight chuckled again, and headed off to a shining crystal castle. 'Sweet castle,' Jabber thought, as he swiftly moved to the right. Almost as a sixth sense decided to make itself known, a blast of magic appears over his shoulder, in the direction of another building. "What the-"

"STAND DOWN CHANGELING!" He heard a voice behind him, as he swung around, extending his wings in defense to see his assailant. A blue maned gilded armored mare approached. White fur.

"Woah, calm down my guy-er...gal," Jabber said, holding his hands out in defense. "I'm a good changeling...god that sounds so bland..."

"Likely story. Come with me," She said, motioning towards a house. Jabber did so, sending a mental message to Twilight about the assailant. They both walked in, Jabber closing his wings, and he noticed a strange scent in the air, similar to...himself.

"Alright changeling...what are you doing here?" The mare asked, looking aggressive.

"Could ask the same thing to you as well," Jabber answered, the mare looking confused.

"What do you mean? I've lived here for at least 2 months," The mare answered.

"Sure you have, other changeling. The scent in the air indicated changelings," Jabber deduced, his crystal faintly glowing a black and red swirl. The mare smiled.

"Hmm, you're smarter than I thought," The mare said, a green flame engulfing her. In her place stood a thin black skinned and purple eyed changeling. Purple wings, and red mane. "Well, happy?"

"Never said I'd be. Now, tell me who you are," Jabber stated, but the changeling held her hand up.

"Not so fast. I'm the interrogator here," She said, before Jabber sighed.

"Sure you are. Now answer," Jabber returned. She smirked more.

"You sure are decisive. Fine, question for question, we shall do. Seem fair?" She offered as Jabber rolled his eyes. He didn't want to give any info to her, but it was the only way to get info back from this stubborn changeling.

"Agreed, but before we start," Jabber said, clearing his throat, but not before a slight light appeared on his horn. "Now, let us begin."

"Indeed. Shall I start?" She asked, Jabber nodding. "Of course. Well, I'm Phar-"

"Lie. Try again," Jabber interrupted her, nearly as soon as she started.

"What? I didn't Li-" She started again before getting cut off.

"Lie. Keep going. I'll be here," Jabber answered, getting smug as she smirked again, noticing the light on his horn.

"Oh...oh you're good," she said, through her minor rage.

"You learn a thing or 2 when alone. Now, truth or not, we'll be here to the end of the day," Jabber said.

"Alright. I'm Trachea. I'm from the hive of the only remaining changeling queen that is known, and I was sent to Ponyville to investigate and find out about Princess Twilight. Happy?" Trachea answered.

"More than I was before, but it'll disappear almost as soon as It came because now it's my turn, and I hold my end of the bargain," Jabber said, smirking before frowning, as Trachea smiled.

"Well, come on then. Don't even try to lie, I've got my own truth seeking spell active after your little stunt," Trachea answered.

"Whatever. Well, My name is Jabberwock, however I prefer the Moniker of Jabber. I'm no normal changeling, and I haven't been anywhere in almost 18 years, locked and imprisoned elsewhere," Jabber explained a bit, Trachea's smirk turning into intrigue.

"Well...I guess it's my turn again. I'm the hive's greatest drone and guard, I would protect my sister with my life, and I would like to know more about you," Trachea answered, grinning at the last one. Jabber however wasn't mad, but also intrigued.

"Wait...you would protect your sister with your life?" Jabber asked, making sure he wasn't just hearing something.

"Of course. She's...she's the most innocent changeling I know. Now, pay your debt I just gave you," Trachea said, getting sentimental before returning to her smug look.

'So she has a sister she loves dearly. Maybe...no...the truth spell would've gone off. She truly loves her sister. My intrest has peaked. A changeling who loves a relative enough to protect them at the cost of their life...could such a thing truly exist?' Jabber thought. "Well, I suppose I shall continue. I cannot shapeshift, I cannot stealth step, much like yourself, and I have alternate forms of myself."

"Say that again? You cannot shift, you cannot stealth step, yet you have alternate versions of yourself? What does that even mean?" Trachea asked, confusing herself even more as Jabber stood back.

"Hey, we did say one question per, right? If I answer this, I get one question for you, do I not?" Jabber took advantage as Trachea scoffed.

"Sure, why not," She said through baited breath.

"Good. Well, when I said I cannot stealth step, I meant it. Look at my legs," Jabber said, extending a leg, as trachea looked on. "No holes. I'm just a basic pony in that regard. However, that's fine in my opinion, because I cannot shift. I can't shape my appearance in the slightest," Jabber concluded, looking proud.

"Okay, but what about the whole alternate versions-" Trachea started.

"I don't feel comfortable telling you that. Now, my turn to ask you some questions," Jabber interrupted, as trachea knew he wasn't lying. "Who's your sister?" Jabber asked, as Trachea flared up.

"She is none of your concern. She wouldn't want to be. She doesn't want ANYTHING to even be close to her, except for me. She has no position anywhere in the military, and all that she is is just another drone and my sister. She is of no importance to you, nor would you need to know anything about her!" Trachea concluded, angrily finishing.

'She really cares for her. Well, that's something,' Jabber thought. "I mean...I just wanted a name. That's really it. I had no plans of really doing anything with changelings, I just wanted to know who she was if I just, you know, came across her somehow."

"...Her name...Her name is Mesosoma. Are you joyous now?" Trachea asked bitterly.

"Again, more so than before. Now though, is your question," Jabber said, trachea smiling. Finally, she'd get to know what queen he serves.

"What queen are you serving?" Trachea asked, salivating at the thought of appeasing her queen.

"I...Serve...none. None in the world of tartarus, None in the 9 circles of hell, None tortured in the region beneath hell, none eternally roaming in purgatory, and none, if any, made it joyously to the land above. I'm a son of a queen, but that never means I serve one. I'm from a hive, but I will never return. That's all you need to know. Now, go back to your precious queen, and tell her Jabber has no need to come anywhere," Jabber said, stoically. He didn't say it then, but he felt super awesome saying that. Trachea was furious, but no matter.

"Sure, but you're coming either way," She said, snapping her fingers. Suddenly, 6 more changeling drones appeared behind the counters. Another appeared behind him, sinking his teeth into his shoulder. Jabber groaned in pain, falling to the floor, as Trachea giggled. "Not so tough now, huh?"

"Who said he needed to be?" They heard a voice through the window, as the window burst open to reveal Gleaming Shield herself, blasting the changeling biting Jabber out of the house. Jabber smirked, but then felt a familiar feeling.

"WHAT!?" Trachea burst out angrily, showing her teeth viciously. Of course it had to be PRinCeSs GleAmIng ShiElD to come and save Mr. Strange Changeling.

Looking at Jabber, the two noticed he was keeling a bit weirdly.

"Gleaming, remember when I mentioned that blue form of mine?" Jabber asked his savior.

"Of Course. It's been on my mind for a while now," Gleaming admitted, looking at Jabber who smiled. Realization hit her quickly, and she smiled back, as the other changelings looked on in confusion. "I'm about to get some first hand experience with them, right?"

"Indeed," Jabber said, as suddenly, his skin started to slowly glow and change. A blue hue invaded through his black skin, as his crystal extremities retracted into his body. His face started to change into that of an extended smile with slightly squinted eyes and longer eyelashes. His hair became more spiked than before, yet still was retracted downwards. His hands grew minor in size, covered by a purple hue. The most change though, was in his legs. They seemed to contort into loops, and at impossible angles for a creature with bones.

"おはようございます!" Jabber suddenly spoke, looking at everyone in the room. Gleaming looked on in surprise, yet also in intrigue. He never said he spoke Japonese in this form. Suddenly, Jabber jumped onto the ceiling, climbing to the other side of the room, not just with ease, but with speed too. He seemed to stick to the ceiling as he grabbed a frying pan and smacked 2 changelings upside the head with it, knocking them out. He then threw said pan at Trachea, who ducked, leading to a 2 hit combo with another two changelings. Meanwhile, Gleaming wasn't just sitting around. She quickly detained the unconscious Changelings, as well as knocked out another 2, until the only one left was Trachea.

Furious, and confused, she shouted, "WHAT THE BUCK WAS THAT!?" Towards Jabber, who tilted his head confused, before jumping onto her, and twisting her neck unproportionally. She, understandably creeped out, rolled off him, and ran to another side of the room. However, gleaming was there, and quickly detained her as she was distracted by jabber, once again on the ceiling. "We're gonna find and end this charade, you do know that, right?" She asked the blue Jabber, who smiled more.

"あなたは無限を終わらせることはできません!" Jabber responded, Trachea even more confused.

"Damn Straight Jabber," Gleaming responded, recalling her time learning the language. "...I think," She said, chuckling at the thought of being wrong. Suddenly, Jabber signature crystals started to return from his skin, and a black hue returned to his body. Jabber was back, albeit, on the ceiling.

"GAH!" Jabber screamed, landing on his chin. "Ow..." Jabber groaned, his body back to normal. Gleaming smirked, and Trachea, while angry, also snuck a bit of laughter in. Jabber sat up, rubbing his chin. "What did blue me do?"

"Knocked out almost everyone and spoke about 2 lines of japonese. You didn't tell me he'd do that though," Gleaming answered.

"To be fair, I don't know what Japonese is, but actually my blue form is a female," He said, scratching his neck.

"Good to know. Anyway, shall we get these guys away somewhere else?" Gleaming asked Jabber, looking at the remnant of the battle.

"Trachea, before we send you off, can I ask one more question?" Jabber asked.

"You can ask it, but I probably won't answer it," Trachea responded as Jabber nodded.

"...um...why are all of the changelings here female?" Jabber asked, looking at the, now identified as female, changelings unconscious.

"You really don't get how hives, drones, and spies work, do you?" Trachea asked as Jabber shook his head. Trachea groaned, "All spies and almost all drones are female. It's more efficient for love gathering, and the males are better at managing love."

'So I probably won't encounter many other male changelings. Just Perfect,' Jabber thought, as Gleaming took him outside.

"So, where should we take em?" Jabber asked Gleaming, who snorted.

"Well, normally I'd just throw 'em in the clink, but none of the guards there would be good. All of them would be easily seduced by them all. Good job at getting that info though," Gleaming winked at Jabber who smiled back.

"Thanks, but are all of your guards that lustful?" Jabber asked as Gleaming nodded slowly.

"Yep. You should see their faces when I became their captain. Boy were they just ecstatic they'd get to see me...all day..." Gleaming retorted as Jabber seized up.

"egh, well what else can we do?" Jabber asked.

"Well, I figured, you're a changeling, right?" Gleaming asked, as Jabber raised an eyebrow. "Thought that was gonna happen. Anyway, what do you think would be a good prison for them?"

Jabber really thought about this. Changelings normally have heightened senses, which is why the changeling outside the door was able to hear Trachea snap, yet that could be used for torture too. Just put them in a...

"Is there a really echo-y room nearby?"

"I'M SO SORRY JABBER!" Twilight begged as she teared up. Jabber pat her on the head and blushed.

"Ehm, twilight it was fine. Your sister showed up and we're good. Good job contacting her though. Didn't expect her at all," Jabber said, as twilight got off him and looked more serious.

"Wait, what? I didn't contact her," Twilight said, as Jabber raised an eyebrow.

"Well, you must've. How else could she have found me and saved me, even if I probably didn't need the help overall," Jabber shared his anecdote as Gleaming scratched her neck.

"I, uh, might've been over-protectively watching over ponyville when you came in," Gleaming answered, blushing. Twilight sighed, while Jabber seemed fine. "Are...are you mad?"

"Huh? Oh no, not at all," Jabber answered.

"Wait, seriously?" both sisters said at the same time.

"Yeah. I'm fine with you not trusting me. You're completely warranted in that. It must've looked pretty weird when trachea pulled me in, revealed herself, yet also pulled out an armada to attack me. How weird was that?" Jabber asked.

"It...It was pretty awkward, definitely. I thought you really were spying for a second, before I decided to actually listen and hear what you were saying," Gleaming answered, still blushing at the thought.

"Where did Trachea and the others even go?" Twilight asked, Gleaming and Jabber looking at each other, knowingly.

"Well, my FEMALE guards escorted them to a large room with reverberation effects enchanted to it," Gleaming answered.

"That's it?" Twilight asked.

"Of course, I posted guards outside the room, but Jabber, would you like to explain why they were escorted there?" Gleaming asked the Friendly changeling.

"Gladly. Changelings have heightened senses, you know, smell, touch, taste, sight, that's why we're able to eat love in the first place. However, with our hearing senses, we don't actually need the heightened form. However, because we have it anyway, it becomes a double edge sword. Our senses allow us to survive, yet that one sense of hearing being more than normal means that if any loud sound comes through..." Jabber explained.

"It'll ring in your ears for longer!" Twilight finished. Jabber proudly smirked.

"Exactly. Now, I believe I'm owed a party?" Jabber asked.

"This is...exactly what I was expecting," Jabber said, looking at the party with barely anypony there.

"Sorry I couldn't get anypony else. It's a bit hard to sell ponies on the idea of a friendly pony. Could you even believe that!" Pinkie said as Jabber rolled his eyes.

"I can't imagine," Jabber said looking at the party members, looking at Pinkie's list.

~~My Friends! (Obviously)~~
~~Twilight's Captain Sister~~
~~Princess Mi amore Cadenza~~
~~Princess Luna~~
Princess Celestia
~~Lyra~~
~~Bon-Bon~~
Anyone else

"Well, honestly it was more than I was expecting," Jabber said to pinkie, approaching the more denser crowd.

"Sorry my sister couldn't make it. However, her royal duties restrict her schedule," Luna explained Celestia's absence.

"It's fine. She makes sense for not being here, albeit I am confused as to how Gleaming, Cadence, and even you got here. Wouldn't you all also have some royal duties?" Jabber asked, a bit confused.

"Even after the months since our...dark return, many ponies, including some nobles, still aren't trusting of us. We do not blame them, but we hope that they realize we aren't the Nightmare anymore," Luna explained. Jabber side-eyed the entirety of canterlot.

"And we decided since we were already here, what the heck? Our duties have been lessened ever since the crystal heart has returned," Cadence revealed, as Gleaming also spoke up.

"Plus, we have a back-up. Sir Samael runs the Empire in our absence, and boy does he do a bang up job," Gleaming complimented the mysterious Pony.

"You still haven't told me anything about Samael since you first mentioned him. Who even is he, or she?" Twilight asked, as cadence smirked.

"Well, I'll tell you one thing. That guy isn't evil. I've known him since 985, and honestly, He is basically Fluttershy with an air of mystery. He's like, if Fluttershy was a runaway royal. Everyone knows he exists, but no one knows anything about him. Like the once-ler from that...what was it..." Cadence tried to recall the story.

"The Lorax?" Gleaming asked her wife, smiling.

"Yes! He has this mysterious aura, but when you know him, he's a good guy," Cadence answered as Gleaming grimaced.

"Did...did you read the story? I don't think that's the greatest comparison," Gleaming said, motioning cadence away from the crowd.

"Anyway, enough with the pony of mystery, let's get this party started!" Pinkie shouted rolling in a barrel of Cider.

"Ehm...Pinkie?" Jabber tried to get attention, but was pushed out of the way as almost everyone jumped to the barrel. He was on the floor, and he looked to the left to see applejack smirking.

"You saw the caution note too Pardner?" AJ asked, side eyeing everyone getting a cup and getting a drink.

"Saw it clear as crystal. Did you get the barrel specifically?" Jabber asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Nah, but Pinkie just grabs the first barrel to not waste time. Yet, she didn't notice the alcoholic note. Thankfully they're all over 18, but still, I'd say we just stay away," AJ said, looking at everyone, two of which were already tipsy.

"I'm not even 18 yet, so I was gonna stay away regardless of what they said," Jabber revealed, as AJ slightly gasped.

"You ain't even an 'dult yet?" AJ asked, as Jabber finally stood up. "How do you know?"

"Every time my Birthday supposedly came around, a big, like, pile of meat infused with love and topped with a single candle came into my cell. I don't know who puts it there, but it's always a surprise and I always chomped it up," Jabber explained.

"Sorry, Meat!?" AJ asked, flinching at the thought.

"Yeah. Sorry, I'm not sure what meat it was, but honestly, back then I didn't care. Anyway, I'm about 3 months away from my 18th birthday, if scribbling in my cell was to be believed anyway," Jabber answered.

"Well, I won' blame ya, but it's just, ya know, unsettling to think about," AJ responded, jabber nodding.

"Don't worry, I get it. I mean, I'd think more people here would be, ya know, offended- and everyone's wasted," Jabber said, Aj looking and laughing. Jabber also chuckled at the sight of everyone, including 3 princesses, just pass out drunk.

"Well, I'mma join em. Might as well. I guess you could go elsewhere. These parties usually end like this," AJ said, patting Jabber's back. "See ya!" Jabber watched as she downed 4 jugs of the cider before passing out almost instantly.

"This is really convenient for me to just explore Ponyville with nobody around," Jabber talked to himself.

"Except for us," Jabber heard a voice behind him, seeing both Bon-bon and a small purple and green dragon.

"Oh hey, I don't know you," Jabber answered the interruption.

"I'm spike, twilight's dragon brother," Spike answered.

"And I'm B-" Bon-Bon started, but was cut off.

"Sweetie drops!" Jabber interrupted. Bon-Bon started sweating immensely.

"Ehm, no bro, that's Bon-Bon," Spike told him.

"Oh. I just guess based on the cutie mark," Jabber answered as Bon-Bon sighed in relief. Spike and Bon-Bon noticed his central crystal was now a slightly transparent red and black swirl.

"What's up with your third lung?" Spike asked, as Jabber looked down.

"Hmm...That's new. I'm not in another majin form...maybe it's about to happen?" Jabber trailed off. "Maybe it's just peaking through, like I just did that little detective thing, and it's just not fully happening?"

"Ehm, Jabber?" Spike said, snapping Jabber back into reality.

"Oh sorry. I'm just kinda confused by that. Usually when my crystal changes I also change in general. Anyways, whacha guys want?" Jabber asked.

"I don't want anything, I just wanted to meet you. You sound like a character from a comic book," Spike answered.

"I'm just making sure this kid doesn't do anything stupid," Bon-Bon answered. "You can go wherever, I don't care."

"Alright. Well, see ya," Jabber said, walking out the door, seeing a bunch of ponies mobbed together. "Huh, I wondered when that would happen."

"Oh yea, forgot about the angry mob," Bon-Bon said, as Jabber walked back inside.

"Get out changeling!" The 3 heard the mob chant.

"That is so unimaginative. Like, they don't even say my full name. It would be so much more epic," Jabber said, spike tilting his head.

"Wait, you have a full name?" Spike asked.

"Celestia and Luna decided that my Name shall be Jabberwock, named after the mythical creature. Not sure why, but there it is," Jabber said, hearing the door of the barn getting crowded onto.

"While I'd love to adore that name, We should probably do something about the mob," Bon-Bon said, motioning to the Door.

"True...wait, I know what to do. You guys stay here, make sure no one gets onto the roof, I'm gonna go full on politician," Jabber said, walking to the stairs.

"Wait...what?" Bon-Bon asked, smirking at the thought.

"GET HIM OUT! GET HIM OUT!" The mob chanted, attacking the barn door.

"Hey, I'm up here. Not sure why you keep trying to get in there," Jabber said to the mob, standing on top of the barn. "Who even coordinated this?"

"Spoiled Rich and Zelo Ring!" The Mob chanted, the 2 ponies in question standing out from the crowd.

"Of Course I started this! No changeling should be allowed in Ponyville after what they've done to us!" Spoiled shouted.

'Ok, so bitchy Karen. Got it' Jabber thought, looking at the other.

"I did nothing! I made a joke about how changelings could anyone, and all of a sudden, I'm all up in this!" Zelo said, protecting himself.

"Okay...and have I done anything?" Jabber asked the mob. Most ponies said I don't know. About only 2 said Yes, one of which was Spoiled. Jabber couldn't make out the other, but he did know that no one said no.

"Okay...do you know my name?" Jabber asked the mob again. Everyone said no.

"Okay...did you know I'm a prince and I'm here by order of Princess Celestia and Princess Luna?" Jabber asked the mob again. A lot of shocked gasps and no's came from the crowd. About half the mob left after that one little comment.

"Alright...how about the fact that only one pony decided to actually 'stand up' against the changeling, and that pony is literally like, one of the most well known liars. That's right, I heard about the things you did while I was rotting in a cell Spoiled! No one likes you!" Jabber shouted to the coordinator. Pretty much everyone left, except for spoiled, Zelo, and a pink filly.

"Wha-What!? Get back here! He doesn't deserve to be here!" Spoiled shouted to the crowd.

"Shut up. Not only does no one believe that I'm a bad guy, but barely anyone believes you ever," Jabber said, jumping off the building and gliding down to the culprits. "The only reason your little rally worked is because people are scared of changelings. Have fun knowing that no one believes you ever."

"Come on mom. Let's get you out before you get even more roasted," The filly said, motioning Spoiled away. Spoiled kept complaining and shouted, but walked away anyway. Zelo was a bit scared.

"Calm down dude. I ain't gonna do anything. Just be careful what you say. Ponies in this town take everything way too seriously," Jabber said as Zelo nodded and ran off. "Jeez. They're also scared of everything apparently."

"You have no idea," Jabber heard the voice of spike behind him.

"I'm sure I don't. Anyway, what do I do now?" Jabber asked the reptilian.

"Celestia if I know. I'm sure not that many ponies are gonna be as scared or critical of you now, but I really got no idea," Spike answered, as Jabber sighed.

"Screw it, I'm just gonna freaking sleep in the barn. Might as well," Jabber said, heading to the barn and closing the door to a confused reptilian. As he lied down in a pile of hay, he asked himself, "Where'd that Bon-Bon mare go?"

Author's Note

Sorry if that Japanese was wrong, but that's just what I got from people and google. Untrustworthy, I know, but it's really all I got.