Patrilineality

by Melody Song

Rating: everyone
Tags: Adventure, Thorax, Ember, Pharynx, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Original Character, Tempest Shadow, Mystery
Length: 16924

Thorax and Pharynx start to question who their father is.

“Hey Pharynx?” Thorax asked, trotting up to his brother’s nest and nudging him.

“What wimp?” Pharynx asked, opening a lavender eye and looking at his brother.

“Why is mom our only parent?”

“Huh?” Pharynx raised his head.

“All the other nymphs have a mom and a dad. How come we don’t have a dad?”

One conversation over twenty years ago can do a lot. Soon after the anniversary of Chrysalis' defeat, Thorax and Pharynx begin to question...where's their father? After a little while of searching, they think they've found a lead. But one problem still remains...because deep down...Pharynx still isn't sure if finding their dad will fix anything...and if they do find him...will Thorax still need him?

Featured 7/12/2020, 8/16/2020, and 9/6/2020!

Published 2020-06-11 06:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2020-09-06 16:26:04 UTC

The Beginning

“Hey Pharynx?” Thorax asked, trotting up to his brother’s nest and nudging him.

“What wimp?” Pharynx asked, opening a lavender eye and looking at his brother.

“Why is mom our only parent?”

“Huh?” Pharynx raised his head.

“All the other nymphs have a mom and a dad. How come we don’t have a dad?” Thorax asked, and Pharynx stood up, glaring at his brother.

“Why do you care? Is mother not enough for you?”

“N-No, Pharynx, I was just wondering-”

“Our mother is a Queen, you should be proud of her.”

“I am!” Thorax whimpered

“Good. Keep it that way.”

“But Pharynx, aren’t you a little curious-?”

“Curiosity kills, Thorax. Don’t question, you know that. Now shut up.”

“...Okay Pharynx...I’m sorry…”

Pharynx sighed “Look, I wonder where father is sometimes too, but mother hasn’t told us and you know she always has a good reason for everything.”

“... Even food?”

“For the last time Thorax, do you want to starve?”

“No…”

“Then forget about this whole ‘making friends’ nonsense. All it’s doing is making me have to protect you.”

“S-sorry Pharynx...but dad…”

“Is of no concern to us. Just go back to your nest and go to sleep.”

“...O-okay…”

-:- -:- -:- -:- -:- -:- -:-

Pharynx sat up and rubbed his eyes. “Whew, that was some dream…” he thought, yawning.

“Morning Pharynx.” Thorax said, entering the room.

“Hey Thor…” Pharynx said, yawning again.

“You sleep alright?” Thorax nosed him gently. Pharynx swatted at him playfully.

“Yes, your highness. You know you don’t have to say good morning to everyling all the time.”

“I don’t, just to you.” Thorax gave him a friendly nuzzle. Pharynx sighed, but smiled, drawing in the shared love.

“Well, thanks… I needed that.” Pharynx said, passively giving him some love in return.

Pharynx then got up, and the brothers headed out of his room together.

“Pharynx… it’s been almost a year since we defeated Queen Chrysalis…” Thorax said as they walked.

“Let me guess, you’re planning a celebration.”

“Heh, no, actually…” Thorax stopped and rubbed the back of his neck nervously. “See, I was just… thinking… about the Old Days…”

“Really? You?” Pharynx asked “You hated the Old Days.”

“I know… I was just thinking about… some of the good moments. Like when you tried to teach me to fight, or when I looked after you when you were sick…”

“And?” Pharynx asked

“... Nevermind, it’s stupid…” Thorax sighed

“... Y’know what’s stupid?” Pharynx asked, and Thorax looked over at him. “I had a dream last night… about that time you asked me where our dad was.”

Thorax hesitated, then smiled slightly. “I remember. I… was actually thinking along the same lines… about mother…”

“Really?”

“Yeah…” Thorax looked at him. “But that’s a bit more important.”

“How?”

“Well, you were a bit wrong, well, what you said was wrong. We should know who both our parents are.”

Pharynx sighed “Well, mother wasn’t exactly the nicest Thorax, how do you know he's not the same? How would knowing who our father is be a good idea?”

“Ember and Tempest know who their parents are, so do Ocellus, Shining Armor, Twilight-”

“Just because they do doesn't mean we have to. Not everyone knows who both their parents are. And they’re fine.”

“Pharynx… don’t you ever wonder who our father was?”

“Not really, knowing his name is enough for me-” Pharynx broke off when he realized what he’d said

“Y-you know dad’s name?”

Pharynx sighed and looked away. Thorax’s antlers charged up with magic and he dragged his brother into a nearby empty room. He shut the door and turned to him.

“Explain. Now.” he demanded

Pharynx took a breath and sighed. “Being Chrysalis’ right-hoof ‘ling had its perks…I’ll admit that. It was a little while after you left. She pulled me into her chambers to talk, mostly about if I had any intention to follow you. I think she wanted to make sure her remaining son wasn’t a traitor.”

“So how did dad's name come up?” Thorax asked quietly. Pharynx shifted uncomfortably.

“She said ‘he’s just like his father’. I didn’t say anything about that one comment, but it did make me start thinking...I asked her who our father was.”

“And she answered you?” Thorax asked incredulously.

“She told me his name, yeah. But only because I sucked up to her, pretty much groveling at her hooves-ugh, makes me sick just remembering how much I used to look up to her-"

"Pharynx, focus."

"Right. Well, I was bowing and saying ‘forgive me’ and ‘I only ask out of concern for you, your majesty’. Things like that.”

“...So?” Thorax prompted.

“She… said our father was a changeling named Metamorphosis. Then she refused to say anything more on the subject.”

“But...this is big Pharynx...we know his name.”

“That doesn’t do any good, Thorax, in all my time as her General, I’ve never met or known a changeling by that name.”

“Okay…” Thorax sighed “But… what if he died or something?”

“Then mother would have mentioned it to me. I asked if he was dead Thor, she said no, and when I asked where he was, she just refused to answer.”

Thorax fell silent. Pharynx sighed and placed a hoof on his brother’s shoulder.

“Look, it doesn’t matter. He’s not here, but we have each other, and that’s what counts. Let’s just let this one go, okay? Not all things are meant to be known.”

“Okay…” Thorax sighed, then brightened. “Well, at least we’re going to visit Ocellus today.” he said, and Pharynx did a double take.

“Wait, we’re what?”

-:- -:- -:- -:- -:- -:- -:-

“It’s good to see you again Ocellus.” Thorax said as he trotted down the hall of the School of Friendship with her. Pharynx was trudging along behind them, still a bit upset that Thorax had forgotten to tell him about the trip.

“It’s nice to see you too King Thorax, and you Prince Pharynx.” the young changeling glanced back at the General.

They were heading for Ocellus’ dorm room. Thorax smiled and rubbed her head gently.

“Don’t mind him Ocellus, he's just being a grump."

"Hey!" Pharynx exclaimed, and Thorax flinched.

"So...how’s school been going?”

“Oh, really good, Headmare Twilight says my friends and I are naturals.” Ocellus said as they entered the student dorms.

“O-oh, hey Ember…” Thorax said, waving at the dragoness standing before them.

“Hey Thorax.” Ember greeted, her student, Smolder, beside her.

“Smolder and I share a dorm…” Ocellus explained, blushing slightly. Thorax blushed as well.

“O-oh, that’s nice…” Thorax trotted forwards to talk with Ember, at which Pharynx rolled his eyes.

“You feel it too?” Ocellus whispered

“Not really a surprise, seeing as they’re dating. Still, it’s about as strong as the love coming off you and your friend.” Pharynx replied, raising an eyebrow.

“W-we…” Ocellus stammered, then blushed “Don’t tell anyone?” she asked, giving him puppy dog eyes.

“Ugh...fine.” Pharynx sighed. Ocellus gave him a quick hug and then trotted to Smolder, nuzzling her while Thorax and Ember weren’t looking.

“Hey bug.” Pharynx smiled when he heard the voice that said those words, and turned.

Tempest Shadow strutted up to him, clad in purple and silver armor. Pharynx trotted forwards to meet her, and smirked.

“New gig? I like the armor.”

“Rarity thought I needed a ‘wardrobe update’ now that Twilight's officially employed me.” Tempest said, leaning forwards to give him a quick peck on the cheek. Pharynx blushed, and she grinned at his flustered expression. “Something wrong bug? You seemed a bit grumpier than usual.”

“Heh, it’s nothing. Just a little ticked off at Thorax, who forgot to mention to me we were supposed to come today.”

“Why? Didn’t want to come say hi?”

“Nah, I just had plans-I’m supposed to be running drills with my troops today. He could have at least given me a day’s warning, but no.”

Tempest laughed and nosed him gently. “At least you can still do your job. Twilight insisted she didn’t need me-and I quote-‘shadowing her’ today.”

“...Was it…?”

“A pun on my name? Not sure, honestly. I would say she’s above it but I live with her, I know all about her ‘sense of humor’ as Starlight Glimmer sarcastically puts it.” Tempest rolled her eyes. “Anyway, I knew the leaders were visiting so I decided to see if you’d be here with Thorax.”

“Hey Tempest.” Thorax said, he and Ember walking up to them, Thorax smiling. “Having fun bro?” he teased, nudging him.

“Yeah, yeah…what about you, bro?” Pharynx shot back, making Thorax blush.

“Thorax! Ember!" someone called

Author's Note

And yet another new story! Heh, I know, three in a row. But I've been planning this out for a while, and I want to publish it. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter, the next one will come out soon!

~Melody Song

The True Princes

The group of creatures turned to see who had called out. Princess Twilight Sparkle, Headmare of the School of Friendship, trotted up to them. She smiled and waved a wing at Thorax and Ember.

“I'm so glad you two could come!”

“Well, we wouldn’t miss the chance to check up on our students.” Thorax said, as Ocellus and Smolder joined their leaders.

“Naturally.” Twilight nodded, then looked to Pharynx. “Oh, hello.”

“Right, I don’t think you two have met yet. Twilight, this is my older brother, Pharynx.” Thorax said

“Oh, Starlight mentioned you, something about helping you transform?” Twilight asked

“Yes.” Pharynx huffed.

“Well, this explains the number of trips you keep taking to the Changeling Hive, Tempest.” Twilight teased her lightly.

“Solely for training purposes. Not my fault the only ones who can tie in a fight with me are a changeling Prince and a Dragon Lord.” Tempest said

“Mm-hmm…” Twilight hummed, clearly unconvinced.

“She’s not wrong, my brother can hold his own in a fight very well, right Pharynx?” Thorax asked

“Thanks for the vote of confidence, brother.” Pharynx said dryly, rolling his eyes. "Doesn't mean much coming from you though, feather-hooves."

"Feather-hooves?" Ember asked, and Pharynx smirked

"Because I can knock him over like a feather." he replied, making Ember and Tempest snort with laughter.

“Hold on…” Twilight suddenly said, looking between the two changelings. “If you only had one queen, then how is it that Pharynx is the only one I’ve heard you refer to as a ‘brother’? Shouldn’t you call everyone your sibling?”

Thorax turned red. “O-Oh, it isn’t quite like that.”

“Definitely not.” Pharynx growled.

“Oh?” Twilight asked

“Hasn’t Ocellus mentioned it by now?” Thorax looked at the young changeling, who bashfully ducked her head.

“She told us, but not our Professors.” Smolder spoke up.

“Oh, well then, Ocellus, why don’t you explain?” Twilight asked

“U-Um… okay…” Ocellus took a breath.

Thorax smiled and nodded encouragingly. Pharynx sighed and looked away, like this wasn’t the first time he’d had to listen to this. Tempest and Ember moved forwards, looking interested, like they’d wanted to ask the same question before.

“Just because Chrysalis was our queen, she wasn’t the one who laid all the eggs. She did order specific changelings to mate and lay eggs-or clutches, as we call them. But for a long time, she never had any of her own.”

“For a long time?” Twilight questioned, and Ocellus nodded.

“You see, changelings usually lay clutches of three eggs or more-there are the rare single or double, but it’s not common. I’m...um...actually one of the rare ones, it’s why I only have younger siblings, and none the same age as me.”

“Fascinating...rather than one queen laying all the eggs, like you’d see with insect colonies, the egg laying was just strictly controlled by her. Go on, Ocellus.”

“Okay...so, one day, maybe twenty-five years ago, Chrysalis clutched.”

“She laid eggs for the first time?” Ember spoke up

“Yes. I wasn’t even hatched at that point, of course, but I heard of it from my parents. The whole Hive was excited because Chrysalis would finally have heirs, to take over the throne when she eventually passed on. The only thing was, Chrysalis…”

“What?” Tempest asked, and Ocellus took a deep breath. This was clearly the part she was dreading.

“Chrysalis, she…only laid two eggs. The Hive knew it would be better if she had more, because it would mean more chances of survival-and our home is the Badlands, where there are all kinds of predators.”

“Wait… two eggs…” Twilight said, apparently coming to the correct realization. “But that means…”

“Mm-hm.” Ocellus nodded “Chrysalis’ only true children, and the heirs to her throne… are Pharynx and Thorax.”

“So… even before you revolted, you were a Prince.” Ember stated, and Thorax chuckled.

“Yeah…”

“Then...is that why you were Head of Patrol? Because Chrysalis wanted to keep you close?” Tempest asked Pharynx, who snorted.

“If that were true, Thorax would’ve been Head of Patrol and I’d be her lapdog. No, I earned the rank on my own. Thorax was always weaker-and I hatched first, anyway-so I was the one who was first in line for the throne. Our… mother allowed us to gain rank in the Hive the same way as the other nymphs. I think she hoped it would get us to understand the necessity of violence.”

“So Pharynx and Thorax were the Princes of the Hive…” Twilight had at one point summoned parchment and a quill, and was scribbling furiously on it. “Intriguing. It might explain why their forms look so different… but…” Twilight looked up “You said changelings mate, meaning they don’t reproduce asexually. So how did Chrysalis ‘clutch’ if she didn’t have a mate?”

“That’s the one thing we don’t know… no one ever found out who Chrysalis mated with.”

“Well, that’s plenty of information already, thank you Ocellus.” Twilight smiled at her. “How about I give you some extra credit for sharing that?”

“What?” Smolder cried.

“Well, Smolder, if you’d like to tell me something about Dragon history I’d be happy to give you some extra credit too.” Twilight beckoned for the students to follow her. “Why don’t you and Ocellus come with me and we’ll see about that.”

“You two got quiet.” Tempest remarked as Twilight left with the Friendship Students in tow.

“Sorry, just thinking…” Thorax said

“About what?” Ember asked

“What Ocellus said… someling does know who Chrysalis-mother-mated with… two lings, actually.” Thorax said, glancing at Pharynx.

“I already told you to drop it Thorax.” he muttered

“Are you saying that you and Phar know who your father is?” Tempest asked

“Yes.” Thorax leaned down and nosed Pharynx. “Pharynx told me today, actually. We were talking and he let slip that he knows our father’s name.”

“And we also agreed it didn’t matter, since as far as we know he’s MIA.” Pharynx snarled

“So… what is his name?” Ember asked

Pharynx sighed exasperatedly “Metamorphosis. That’s what… mother called him.”

“...That’s a bit weird, don’t you think?” Tempest asked

“What?” Thorax asked

“All of you are named after body parts, but he’s not.”

“Well… neither is mother.” The way Pharynx said it sounded as if he was unsure about calling her by her relationship with him.

“No, but she’s named after a literal chrysalis. Y’know, a part of a butterfly’s life cycle? But your father isn’t named after a physical thing.”

“...You think maybe Chrysalis was lying to me?”

“Not necessarily. Maybe your father isn’t from your hive, that’s all.” Tempest said

“I didn’t think of that. Phar, what if there are other Hives?”

“Oh boy, here we go.” Pharynx sighed, facehoofing. “Thorax, there are no other Hives. Trust me, I was Chrysalis’ right-hoof ling and I never heard her mention anything to suggest there are.”

“But then what about our father-?”

“Thorax, for the last time, I’m done talking about this!” Pharynx yelled, making his brother step back in fright. Pharynx then stormed off, huffing.

“You okay Thorax?” Ember asked

“Y-yeah… just… startled… he's never yelled at me since he transformed…”

“I’ll go talk to him.” Tempest said “Chances are he’ll open up to me.”

I Want To Be Okay With It

Pharynx found himself at a lake near Ponyville. He sighed and sat down, lifting a few rocks in his magic and tossing them into the lake absentmindedly. He gazed blankly as they hit the water, sinking to the bottom of the lake quickly. Pharynx heard armor clinking, and the sound of four shoe-covered hooves.

“What do you want Tempest?” he sighed

“I just want to know why you’re so opposed to Thorax trying to figure out who your dad is.” Tempest sat down beside Pharynx and nuzzled him.

Pharynx sat beside her in silence for a minute. Tempest watched the lake, waiting patiently. Pharynx eventually sighed and looked away from her.

“...He’s gone, that's why. I don’t know if he’s alive or not, but either way, he’s gone and he clearly doesn’t have any intent of coming back. Otherwise he'd already be back. And what’s the point of looking for him if he’s not here? It’s only going to hurt Thorax, most likely emotionally. You know him, he’ll let it get him all riled up and then... well... I don't know what he'd do but it would be nothing good.”

“Pharynx, just because he's not back, it doesn't mean that he doesn't want to come back. Maybe there's something stopping him, or he left for similar reasons as Thorax, and doesn't know about the Hive's Great Change." Tempest said

"Highly unlikely. Besides, I need to protect Thorax so he doesn't get hurt."

"Even if it wasn't a possibility, you know Thorax is an adult, same as you. He can make his own decisions and trying to control him his just going to drive him away." Tempest watched Pharynx carefully as he stared at the ground. "And you know that you will always be there to help him if something does happen. Why stop him when you know you can comfort him if he does get hurt?”

Pharynx stared at the ground, blushing. Tempest put a hoof on his shoulder.

"There's another reason you don't want him searching for your father."

“...What… what if he finds our dad… and he becomes Thorax’s emotional support? Where will I be?” Pharynx finally said

Tempest chuckled softly. “Pharynx, your brother needs you. That’s not ever going to change, no matter what. He depends on you, the same way you do with him.”

“I-I don’t depend on him…”

“You’re sitting here with me because you’re worried he’ll forget about you.” Tempest deadpanned “You need him Phar, whether you realize it or not.”

“...But even then… I’m not sure I want our dad to be alive…" Pharynx admitted.

"What do you mean?"

"He left us Temp… yes, changelings were pretty much cold blooded and heartless back then but nymphs still knew who their parents were. Their mother and father would usually raise them until they were old enough for training.”

“You’re saying that you think he doesn’t deserve you looking for him.” Tempest interpreted, and Pharynx nodded.

Tempest shifted and sat closer to him, letting him lean on her.

"I understand what it's like, Pharynx. To be unsure about finding your family." she reached to rub her broken horn.

"What do you mean?"

"When I left my hometown... I ran away from home. My parents weren't good to me after the accident. They drove me away by trying to find ways to control my life and keep me on the path they planned out for me. And even now, despite Princess Twilight's encouragement, I still haven't gone home."

Pharynx blinked. "Not even while you were spreading word of the defeat of the Storm King?"

"Avoided the town like the plague. They probably didn't even know about the attack, my hometown was pretty secluded." Tempest sighed, then looked to Pharynx. "My point was, I understand why you're upset."

"But still... he's not here. He didn't want to come back."

“You know, just because he’s not here doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to be with you. Like I said before, maybe he’s from another land, not necessarily another Hive, but another place outside Equestria. Or maybe Chrysalis exiled him for some reason.”

“Yeah, maybe…” Pharynx sighed

"And you know... if you find your father, and he's cruel and there's no logical reason you should keep him around... then you can handle that. Protect your brother like you wanted." Tempest said

Pharynx hesitated, then nodded.

“Okay, I’ll let Thorax try to look for him… speaking of Thorax, I should probably go apologize for yelling at him, right?”

“I think so.” Tempest said, then they both shared a laugh over their lack of knowledge on friendship etiquette.

-:- -:- -:- -:- -:- -:- -:-

Pharynx trotted up to Thorax, who was now talking with Ember, Smolder, and Ocellus. Thorax turned to look at him.

“Oh, hey Pharynx…” Thorax said softly.

“Thorax… I’m sorry for snapping… I was just frustrated you weren’t listening to me.”

“It’s okay Pharynx. And I was listening, I just… had a different idea about what we should do.” Thorax glanced over at Ember, Smolder, and Ocellus. “I told them, by the way.”

“You-of course you did.” Pharynx sighed “Anyway… if you want to look for him, I’ll support you.”

“Thanks Pharynx.” Thorax pulled him in for a hug.

“Yeah, okay, now let go.” Pharynx said, struggling slightly. Thorax released him.

“So, you’re going to look for your father?” Ocellus asked

“Of course. I think we deserve to know who he was, and why he’s not here.” Thorax said

"Yeah..." Pharynx sighed “So, where should we start?” he asked

“Probably the records back at the Hive. I know you said you’ve never come across his name, but maybe it's possible you missed something?”

“...Sure…” Pharynx said, glancing away.

Tempest gave Pharynx a concerned look, and he gave her a slight nod to show her he was okay. Because he was. Thorax began talking with Ember and Ocellus, and Pharynx stared at the opposite wall.

"It's just nerves... right? Yeah, that's probably all it is. But... how can I support Thorax on this if I still don't think it's the right call...?"

With New Leads...

“Why do I listen to you?” Pharynx asked with a sigh, crumpling up a scroll in his magic and tossing it aside. “I should be drilling my recruits, not sitting here with you. They're incompetent enough as is and they don't need to be slacking off on top of that.”

“Please Pharynx, just a little longer.” Thorax begged, picking up the paper Pharynx had tossed aside and uncrumpling it.

“Ugh… only for you Thorax.” Pharynx sighed. He grabbed another scroll of history records and his eyes widened as he unrolled it and read the contents. “Thorax! Guess what?!”

“What?” Thorax asked eagerly, sitting up straighter.

“This one doesn’t have anything important on it either!” Pharynx said in mock excitement, throwing it down and bursting into laughter. “Hah, got ya!”

“...Not funny Pharynx.” Thorax said dryly.

“Was so, you thought I was serious!”

“Oh, get over here!” Thorax leapt at Pharynx, who sidestepped him, still laughing.

Thorax crashed into a shelf of stored scrolls. Shaking himself to regain his senses, Thorax threw himself at Pharynx, who launched himself at Thorax in response. Pharynx then tackled his much larger brother and easily pinned him to the ground. Pharynx sat proudly on top of his younger brother's chest, grinning.

“Get off Pharynx!” Thorax exclaimed, trying to shove Pharynx off him, to no avail.

“Nah. Not until you learn your lesson about trying to pick a fight with me.” Pharynx said

“...Gah, fine, just get off me Phar.”

“Hah, victory is mine!” Pharynx cheered, laughing, but still didn't move. He then noticed a scroll that had gotten stuck on Thorax’s antler, and pulled it off with his magic.

“What is that?” Thorax asked, craning his head up to get a better look.

“The scroll got stuck on your giant antlers, probably when you crashed into the shelves, you big klutz.”

“Why are you blaming me? You started it!” Thorax exclaimed

“Yeah, yeah, I’m the best, I know.” Pharynx said, grinning.

Pharynx used his magic to lift the scroll to his eye level and scan the contents. Something about the writing looked different from the other scrolls... as though it'd been written by a different changeling. And what was actually written there...

“Pharynx, you know perfectly well that I didn’t say that you were the best-” Thorax began

“Shh.” Pharynx shushed him, and Thorax sat up slightly, now that Pharynx had loosened his hold on him.

“What is it? You better not be joking again, we don't have time for that.”

“I'm not joking…” Pharynx showed him the parchment, and Thorax cocked his head at the writing. “It’s a letter Thor, but that's not the weird part."

"What is then?"

"...It’s dated the week we hatched.”

“It’s what?!” Thorax sat up completely, making Pharynx fall off him. The changeling righted himself with his wings and hovered beside Thorax.

“See? Here, I’ll read it.” Pharynx said, landing and turning the letter back around to read it.

“Chrissy,

I know you don’t want to hear from me. You have my complete and utter respect and understanding if you rip this letter up or blast it to pieces right now without reading a single word. But I just wanted you to know… I’m sorry. There’s another way out there, and you’re only leading the kingdom to ruin if you keep going down this path. I will come back to you, I promise. Once I’ve found another way… a better way, for our kind to survive. I never meant to leave, especially not after I heard you clutched… but I couldn’t take it. I’d been with you for so long… I nearly forgot. But I never could accept your way of thinking, your ideals and your methods. You know that. I’m tired of starving. Say hello to the kids for me. Please.

Always yours,
Meta”

Pharynx finished reading the letter and he and Thorax looked at each other.

“Chrissy... and Meta... Chrysalis and Metamorphosis…” Thorax said

“He left the Hive… but I thought you were the first…” Pharynx said

“She told you I was like dad right? Maybe that’s what she meant. We both left the Hive.”

“Maybe… just… I wonder why she kept the letter.” Pharynx said, looking over the letter. "I mean, she stashed it in this place, where it could easily be forgotten about, but she still kept it."

“Well... maybe she still loved him." Thorax suggested

“Our mother? Still love him? Please.” Pharynx scoffed "She probably lost all love for him the minute she heard he left."

"It’s still possible.”

“No, it's not. I should know. When you left she said you were dead to her."

"Maybe she was upset that it happened again. Our father leaving was forgivable, but her son following in his hoofsteps without realizing was the last straw." Thorax said, and Pharynx fell silent, unable to argue.

"...Still, this is a lead. Come on bro.” Pharynx trotted to the door. “Let’s see what this can tell us.”

“You mean a-”

“A tracing spell, yeah.” Pharynx turned to look at Thorax, sympathy in his eyes. “You're sure you want to go through with this, right? You’re certain?”

“...Let’s do it.” Thorax said, and Pharynx nodded

-:- -:- -:- -:- -:- -:-

“Alright, ready bro?” Pharynx asked.

They were standing in an empty room with a circular table. The letter was in the center of the table, and Pharynx and Thorax stood side by side in front of it.

“Yeah.” Thorax’s antlers charged up, followed by Pharynx’s.

They blasted the letter with their magic, casting a spell. The letter lifted into the air. It folded into an arrow and pointed out the window.

“North… he headed for Equestria.” Pharynx said.

Pharynx's eyes narrowed in concentration as he thought back to the old days. How a changeling at the time would have acted upon leaving the Hive, using tactics they would have grown up with in order to survive.

“He probably laid low after the invasion… that is… if he made it that far… and if he was around during that time.”

Thorax looked over at Pharynx “I want to follow it.”

“I know you do Thorax. But this means we could be gone a while.”

“The others will survive. Sillia and Fema can take over for a few days, they're responsible.”

“Fine.” Pharynx sighed “Ready?”

Thorax nodded “Let’s go tell them, and gather some supplies, then we’ll go.”

Author's Note

Sillia and Fema are two of my changeling OC's. They won't occur much in this story as it follows the bugbros but I figured I might as well refer to them here.

~Melody Song

...Comes New Paths

Thorax led the way through the land, the letter turned arrow held in his hoof. Pharynx trotted after him, glancing around. They two brothers had long since left the Hive, after placing needed supplies-food and such-in some saddlebags, which Thorax had opted to carry. They were traveling as quickly as they could, at Pharynx's suggestion, to try and follow the arrow as far as possible before it got dark.

“Y’know, it’s been twenty five years since this letter was written... dad might be nowhere near here.” Pharynx said, trying to keep the hopeful note out of his voice. Thorax didn't respond, however, and Pharynx didn't say anything else.

“Phar, how long was mother planning the invasion for?” Thorax suddenly asked. Pharynx blinked, caught off guard, but responded quickly enough.

“Um… well, I know that she always wanted to try and invade Equestria. The royal wedding was just the first event that gave her the opportunity to do so. If I had to guess, I would assume she was planning an invasion since before our eggs were even laid. Why?”

“Then our father probably knew and decided to stay away from Equestria, since mother would eventually find him there.” Thorax replied, seeming sure of himself.

“Yeah… maybe..." Pharynx sighed, then looked up at the sky. "it’s getting late Thor… we should set up camp for the night.” Pharynx said, seeing that the stars and moon were beginning to emerge.

“Okay.” Thorax agreed, letting Pharynx lead him to find an ideal place to set up for the night.

Once they’d set everything up and Pharynx had a fire going, Thorax settled in a nest he’d fashioned from pine needles and bracken. Pharynx laid beside him in one Thorax had made for him. Thorax pulled some haydogs out of his saddlebags and began roasting them over the fire. Pharynx suddenly sighed, and Thorax looked at him.

"What's wrong?"

“What… Thorax… what do you think will happen if we really find him?”

“I hope...well, I want, really…” Thorax paused as he pulled the haydogs back and tested one with a small bite. “If we find him, I would like for him to come back with us. His letter makes it sound like he realized long before I was even alive that there was an alternative to stealing love. And I guess he just never found it.”

“Yeah..." Pharynx tried to ignore the pang in his chest at the mental image of Thorax spending time with the outline of a tall changeling. What was wrong with him? "I guess mother was right when she said you were just like him. Only…”

“What?” Thorax asked, giving Pharynx one of the haydogs.

“...Well... you came back.” Pharynx finished his thought.

“Aww, Pharynx…” Thorax pulled him in for a hug.

“Yeah, yeah, get off.” Pharynx pushed him away.

“You’re a big softy, you know that?”

Pharynx sighed and bit his haydog in half. “Yeah, I am. Thanks to you.”

“And I couldn’t be happier about it.” Thorax leaned over to nuzzle him.

“Of course you couldn’t.” Pharynx grunted, but he smiled at his brother anyway.

The two brothers finished their meal and laid down to go to sleep. However, before they could drift off, Thorax used his magic to drag Pharynx into his hooves.

“Ugh, Thorax…” Pharynx muttered, but sighed and pressed against him anyway. Thorax cuddled his brother close and rested his head on top of Pharynx’s.

“Mm... goodnight Phar.”

“...Why do I have to be the little spoon?”

“Because I’m bigger.”

“Didn’t stop me from spooning you last time.” Pharynx said, smirking.

“That doesn’t count, I had a long day, I was really tired and I didn’t care... just go to sleep you big cuddlebug.”

“I am not a cuddlebug!"

"Pharynx..."

"Fine... g’night... snugglebug…” Pharynx muttered.

"Pharynx, did you...?"

"Shut up bro."

"I knew you were a big softie! I should start calling you cuddlebug all the time!" Thorax said, nuzzling him.

"Oh, you just try..."

"C'mon, cuddlebug... it's not the first time I've used it." Thorax said, and Pharynx sighed.

"Still not calling you... that again... it was a one-time thing, got it?"

"Please? Just one more time? It was cute."

"No! Absolutely not! Especially if you call me... urgh... cute... again."

"But you are! Please?" Thorax asked, a whimper following the word. Pharynx groaned and rolled over, pressing against his brother and hiding his face out of embarrassment as he complied.

"...Snugglebug..."

"Yes! Come here Pharynx!" Thorax hugged Pharynx tightly.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Jus' go to sleep Thorax..."

"Heh, alright cuddlebug." Thorax said, nuzzling him. Pharynx groaned, but smiled as he closed his eyes and allowed Thorax to hug him.

-:- -:- -:- -:- -:- -:-

Thorax opened his eyes slowly and rubbed them. He looked around, seeing the sun peeking over the trees around them. Thorax then looked down to see Pharynx was still snuggled up against him. Thorax smiled and kissed his forehead. Pharynx shifted and his eyes opened slowly. He yawned, showing his fangs, then looked up.

“Mm… ‘st morning already?”

“Yeah. Have a good sleep?”

Pharynx gave a content sigh and nodded, pressing up against his brother’s chest. Thorax smiled and nuzzled him.

“I’ll take that as a yes. Come on, we need to keep moving.” Thorax sighed, sitting up.

“I know, I know…” Pharynx pried himself away from Thorax and stood up, shaking himself.

“Let’s see… where’s the letter?”

“It's over here.” Pharynx trotted to their saddlebags and lifted out the arrow. It was spinning, and directed itself further into the woods.

“Well, I guess we’re going into deeper into the woods…” Thorax said, trembling slightly.

“Yep." Pharynx glanced over at Thorax and read the expression on his brother's face easily. "What? You scared?” Pharynx teased

“N-no... you’ll protect me, right?” Thorax asked softly, and Pharynx chuckled.

“Of course I will.” Pharynx nudged his little brother. “Now c’mon, you’re the one who wanted to do this. Let’s go.”

They headed into the forest, not noticing the purple-blue, cat-like eyes that suddenly appeared, peering at them as they went into the dark woods.

Author's Note

So...yeah...the snugglebug scene...Thorax and Pharynx are just brothers, nothing more. Thorax will explain in more detail the reason he's so affectionate to Pharynx later on in the story. They're not romantically interested in each other at all, so don't get the wrong idea. Just wanted to put that out their before anyone comments on it. Next chapter will be out soon...I wonder what creature those spooky eyes belong to...

~Melody Song

Distractions On The Road

Thorax let Pharynx lead the way this time, as he was still a bit nervous in the woods. Pharynx was holding the arrow in his hoof as they walked. It suddenly spun and pointed left. Pharynx looked after it, Thorax coming up behind him.

“What’s the matter Phar?” Thorax asked, neither brother noticing the eyes reappear behind them.

“There’s some kind of creature there... I can tell… and the arrow wants us to go towards it.”

Pharynx opened his mouth to taste the air, hoping to find a distinct scent that might tell him what the creature was. The eyes vanished, and the leaves on a nearby tree rustled as a creature left its hiding place, and the brothers along with it.

"It... it might be him..." Pharynx murmured

“But… you said he would have moved on long before…”

“Yeah, well, maybe I was wrong. It happens every once in a while, you know.” Pharynx said calmly.

“Every once in a-hey! You’ve been wrong plenty of times Pharynx!” Thorax exclaimed

“Yeah, well, what’re you gonna do about it?” Pharynx grinned cheekily.

“I’m warning you Pharynx…”

“Whatcha gonna do? Make me talk about my feewings?” Pharynx teased

“Ooh, you change that tone right now mister.” Thorax said sternly.

“That’s General, to you, your majesty.”

“Stop it, you know I don’t like you guys to call me that!”

“Aww, did I hurt poor Thowax’s feewings? Why don’t you go back to your wittle feewings circles?” Pharynx asked, smirking.

“It’s a Feelings Forum!” Thorax lunged at Pharynx, who stepped aside and made him crash into a tree. Thorax straightened up and dropped into a crouch. He growled and glared at Pharynx, whose eyes widened slightly.

“Wow, Thorax, I don’t think I’ve ever heard you growl before.”

“Get over here!” Thorax tackled Pharynx, who slipped out from under him and kicked him in the back with his hind leg, sending Thorax crashing into another tree. “Ow!”

“You started it Thor, you get what you ask for.” Pharynx said, dusting off his chest.

Thorax groaned and rolled onto his back, propping himself up against the tree trunk. Pharynx hesitated, then stepped over and offered his hoof. Thorax took it and Pharynx pulled him back onto his hooves.

“Heh... sorry Thorax, I guess I got a bit carried away... just instincts, y’know? You okay?” Pharynx asked

“It's okay, I’m fine.”

Thorax nuzzled him gently. Pharynx swatted at him with a hoof. Thorax grinned, then charged, tackling Pharynx to the ground and successfully pinning him. Thorax smiled as he sat on his brother's chest, similar to how Pharynx had sat on his chest earlier.

“Hah! Who’s bigger now?” Thorax teased

“Bigger does not mean older, you know that. And besides, I gave you that one.” Pharynx said, struggling.

“Oh, really?” Thorax settled on top of Pharynx, tracing a hoof along his stomach teasingly. "Then how come you haven't escaped yet?"

“Ngh… Th-Thorax, g-get off...” Pharynx groaned, and Thorax grinned.

“What’s wrong Pharynx? Can’t get free?” he continued running his hoof along Pharynx’s exposed belly.

“Th-Thorax... l-let go... ngh…” Pharynx groaned.

Pharynx pushed his forehooves against Thorax’s chest, trying to shove him off. However, he was unable to put much force into it, as he was still suppressing giggles.

“Mm... nah. I don't think I'll get off just yet…”

"I-I'm serious, get off!"

"Why should I...?" Thorax then leaned down and spoke directly into his brother's ear. “Gigglebug.” Before trailing his hoof along Pharynx’s stomach.

“Nohohoho! Thohohohorax! I-I’m sohohohorry okahahahay? Just sthohohohop!!” Pharynx cried, squirming and laughing as Thorax ran a hoof down his sensitive stomach.

“In a minute…” Thorax replied, then sent Pharynx into fresh peals of laughter with another attack to his stomach.

"Nohoho, get ohohohoff!" Pharynx cried through his laughter.

"Not just yet..." Thorax chuckled, squeezing Pharynx's sides.

"Eek! Th-Thorax!" Pharynx cried.

"Aww, Pharynx, you sounded like a little schoolfilly!" Thorax teased, running a hoof down his older brother's stomach.

“Th-Thorax!! G-Gehehet ohohoff!"

"But I don't want to! Come on, you're enjoying this, admit it!"

Pharynx struggled, laughing. He had to admit, he was enjoying it a bit. But he also wanted to get this adventure over with. He planted his hooves on Thorax's chest and shoved him hard, trying to push him off.

"Off! Now!” Pharynx yelled, and Thorax jumped up.

“I-um... I'm sorry Pharynx…”

Pharynx sighed as he caught his breath. “Don’t apologize, it's fine... let’s just be serious... we’re out here for a reason, you know.”

“I know, Pharynx... now, where’d the paper go?” Thorax looked around for it.

“It’s over here.” Pharynx stood up and trotted to the arrow, lifting it in his magic. “Strange... it’s still pointing this way…”

“Well, only thing to do is follow it. Let’s go.” Thorax said

Thorax looped a foreleg over Pharynx’s shoulders, giving him a light squeeze of reassurance before dropping his foreleg. Pharynx smiled slightly, grateful Thorax hadn't forced him to have to shake him off. The two brothers continued walking.

“So… about you and Tempest…”

“One word Thorax, and I’ll start bugging you about all those trips you take to Ember’s land…” Pharynx retorted

“Sh-shut up!” Thorax protest, blushing.

“Yeah, right back at you.”

“I... fine…” Thorax sighed

"Well, at least you're not scared of the forest anymore." Pharynx sighed, keeping his eyes on the arrow.

"I-I wasn't scared! I was just nervous!"

"Sure you weren't..." Pharynx teased, grinning.

"Well... okay, maybe I was a little. But yeah, that did help calm me down." Thorax admitted, smiling.

"At least it was useful for something." Pharynx sighed

Thorax smiled and wrapped a hoof around Pharynx, hugging him. Pharynx pulled away and swatted at Thorax, grunting in annoyance. The arrow suddenly swerved and pointed directly to the side. Pharynx looked at Thorax, who took a deep, steadying breath, then trotted into the undergrowth., Pharynx close behind.

“It’s…” Thorax reached and pushed away some brambles with a hoof, and Pharynx looked out from beside him. Thorax blinked as he saw what it was. “A... clearing?”

Author's Note

The tickling scenes are a reference to a friend's work, Bezier Ballad's "gigglebug" stories. You should check them out.

~Melody Song

A Metamorphosis of the Mind

“Yep.” Pharynx said in response, glaring at the piece of paper. “A stupid clearing.”

“Maybe there’s something here... or he sheltered here at one point.”

“Thorax... the spell just deactivated.” Pharynx said, noticing that the paper arrow had lost it’s glow and stopped spinning.

“But... then that means…” Thorax and Pharynx looked at each other.

Thorax began searching around the clearing. He peeked behind trees and bushes, looking for anything that might show them why the arrow had stopped. Thorax took the paper from Pharynx and held it up, trying to make the spell activate again. Pharynx, however, took a different approach.

Pharynx opened his mouth and immediately caught a trace of life. A scent of love. He trained his eyes in the direction it was coming from. Thorax followed his gaze, then nudged Pharynx. The arrow shuddered, glowing again, and spinning slightly to point in the same direction as the scent of love Pharynx had detected.

They followed the love and the arrow to a dense patch of ferns and swept them aside. A shallow indent was there. It was about the size of the nest Thorax had made the night before, revealing the size of the creature that had been sleeping in it. Thorax trotted up and gazed down at it.

“Do you think…”

"It's possible." Pharynx replied. "But why would he stay so close to the Hive if he left? It doesn't make sense."

Thorax pawed at the nest. "Maybe he's trying to find his way back."

“Who are you?” they whipped around to see a tall male creature stalking out of the woods. A creature of a kind they had hoped they would never see again.

He was large, Thorax’s height, with a long, twisted horn. He had a messy red mane and short red tail. There were familiar holes in his legs and in his hair. On his back was a jagged purple carapace, with large, glittery purple wings extending from it. He glared at them from cat-like eyes, colored purple at the top and fading to blue. His fangs were bared, and he was snarling.

“Who are we? More like who are you.” Pharynx snarled, stepping in front of Thorax.

Thorax reached and pulled Pharynx backwards with a foreleg, then stepped up to look the strange changeling in the eyes.

“You...are you…”

“I’m a changeling, yeah.” he said, without waiting for Thorax to finish, eyes narrowed. “Why do you ask, candy bug?”

“Hah!” Pharynx barked out behind Thorax. “And here I thought Lime-ling was a good one.”

Thorax turned to glare at Pharynx, who grinned smugly back. The other changeling’s eyes seemed to flash with recognition at the smirk on Pharynx’s face.

“Ch-Chrissy?”

“What? Do I look female to you?” Pharynx growled

“No...I’m sorry, I’ve just seen that same exact expression on…” he sighed “The face of someling I knew once...we haven’t seen each other in over twenty years…”

“Chrysalis?” Thorax asked, making Pharynx flinch slightly.

“Y-yes, how did-”

“Are you...Metamorphosis?” Thorax asked slowly, and the changeling blinked

“Who are you?”

“Classic diversion tactic, you’re trying to distract us so you don’t have to admit he’s right.” Pharynx said

“...Yes, I am King Metamorphosis...or I was, anyway...but how do you know changeling diversion tactics?” the changeling asked, looking pointedly at Pharynx.

“I’ll show you.” Pharynx said.

There was a flash of green light, and he was in his original form. Much shorter, with a black chitin and a jagged purple back carapace, along with holes in his legs. Red fin on his neck, and a red tail, narrow violet eyes that glared over his long fangs. He flicked out his tongue, hissing threateningly, before transforming back.

“Y-you're…?”

“We’re changelings.” Thorax said, as green flames engulfed him.

He shrank down, the same size as Pharynx had been, possibly a bit smaller. Holes in his legs, black chitin, with a smooth, teal back carapace and matching wings. His eyes were a solid aqua, smaller fangs than his brother, and a black neck fin and tail.

He changed back, looking intently at Metamorphosis. “You don’t have to look like you do now...you already have the wings.”

“These…?” Metamorphosis turned to look at the glittering purple wings. "Had the glittering for a while...not sure what they meant or why they started sparkling."

“It means you’re nearly there. You just need to share love freely… father…”

“What did you call me?”

“He said ‘father’.” Pharynx said. “Didn't you notice how much our old forms looked like...well, like you?”

Metamorphosis’ eyes widened and he took them in. “Ch-Chrissy’s eggs hatched…?”

“I-I’ve always wondered where you were…we both have.” Thorax held out the letter. “And when we found this…”

Metamorphosis’ eyes scanned the paper. “I thought she’d have gotten rid of it for sure… where is your mother, anyway? Did she change too? Did you two succeed where I failed?”

Thorax and Pharynx looked at each other, then back at him.

“Chrysalis… mother… refused to join the rest of us… we don’t know where she is.” Thorax said

“...Oh…” Metamorphosis looked away. “...I saw something in her… there was good. She was just… broken.”

“...Dad?” Thorax stepped forwards, and he turned back, smiling.

“But you changed… sorry, I don’t think you told me your names...Chrissy never wrote back.”

“He’s Thorax. I’m Pharynx. To be more formal, our titles are King Thorax, and Prince-General Pharynx.”

“King?”

“Heh...someling had to take over… the others kind of… decided it would be me.”

“But don’t be fooled, I’m older.” Pharynx added “He got the height in the transformation.”

“Heh… I can tell you got your mother’s attitude.”

“He...he did. He was her Head of Patrol.” Thorax said warily, glancing over at Pharynx, who merely snorted. He didn't like to use his old title very much anymore, and Thorax knew it.

“So, what happened?”

“It's a bit of a long story...why don’t we head back to the Hive? We can tell you on the way.”

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the Hive.” Metamorphosis smiled “I look forward to seeing how things have changed-if everyling looks like you, I’ll have to see about ‘transforming’ as you called it.”

[Not] In Front Of Dad

“-So about six months later Thorax ran off and abandoned the Hive. Then about a year later he comes back with some friends-or so I heard from the guards at the time-to save the royals and heroes of Equestria that Chrysalis captured. He transformed into this...thing-”

“Ahem.”

“What? It took some getting used to. Anyway, everyling else followed his lead, and Chrysalis ran. I found out after all the ponies left, and… well…” Pharynx trailed off.

“Just tell him brother.” Thorax leaned down to nuzzle his cheek.

“Alright, if it gets you to stop it.” Pharynx shoved him playfully, then continued. “When I found out… I hated the new ways… what they did. I wanted to keep stealing love. I only changed my mind when I realized I did still love the Hive… and I wanted to stay. I honestly thought about leaving-I almost did leave.”

Thorax wrapped a foreleg around Pharynx, leaning down to nuzzle him again. Pharynx slipped out from under him with a glare.

“You… almost left?” Metamorphosis asked

“...Everyling kept insulting me… talking about me behind my back… calling me evil, saying that I made them uncomfortable… they wanted me gone so I just thought "screw it" and…” Pharynx was clearly on the verge of tears.

“Alright, that’s it. We’re stopping for the day, you need sleep Phar.” Thorax said, halting.

“Fine… wait here, I’ll find us a clearing.” Pharynx said, and, without waiting for an answer, he disappeared into the undergrowth.

Thorax and Metamorphosis stood in silence for a minute.

“...He changed, you know… he only ever used to care about hunting and patrolling. He may call himself the Prince-General, but he is so much more than that. Pharynx… he protects us all, and he has a lot of friends, close ones who he loves.” Thorax said

“Well, I suppose anyone can change.” Metamorphosis said “But… did he ever get over those things said to him?”

“I honestly don’t know. Phar doesn’t like showing his emotions. He’s not the sensitive type… well, not in that sense.”

“If I were you, I would make sure he knows it’s not true, and if it is, that he has friends who accept him anyway.”

“Thanks...dad.” Thorax smiled “Mother never helped comfort us like that…”

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you.” Metamorphosis said

“You’re here now.” Thorax leaned over and nuzzled him.

“Heh. You do that a lot?”

“The Hive has discovered that being affectionate to others helps us acclimate to sharing love. After we did, we just got so used to it we started doing it all the time. It’s normal for us to give each other nuzzles or kisses on the cheek or forehead.” Thorax replied

“I would love to see that.” Metamorphosis said "The Hive being gentle and caring to each other."

“Over here you two!” Pharynx called, and they walked towards his voice.

Pharynx had found a nice shady glen, with ferns surrounding it. He had laid out some stones already, for a fireplace.

“What do you think bro? Cutesy enough for you?” Pharynx asked, and Thorax huffed

“Very funny.”

“Well, you’re the one who started a gardening club. Try telling me you don’t care about how 'nice' it looks or whatever.”

“I don’t.”

“Oh, really?”

"Yes, really. I don't care."

Pharynx scoffed disbelievingly and began patting down some of the grass to make a nest. Thorax rolled his eyes at Pharynx and pulled some carrots and apples out of his bag.

“You don’t eat meat anymore?”

“Some of us still do, but we weren’t sure how long we’d be gone and it wouldn’t have kept.” Thorax replied.

Pharynx grunted and settled down in his makeshift nest, curling up with his dragonfly wing tail over his nose. Thorax trotted over and rubbed his head gently, making his brother shift and sigh. Metamorphosis accepted an apple from his son and began to eat, Thorax doing the same, setting aside some of the carrots for Pharynx.

“So… Thorax… you’re aware that your rank in the Hive gives you the power to choose whoever you want as your mate, yes?"

"I am, though I honestly haven't considered it. Since I took over I've made it clear that you should choose mates because of true love, not because your leader assigned you one."

"Ah. But...are you aware that your closeness with Pharynx… it could be viewed that you have chosen him as… your mate…I only say this because I'm sure there are plenty of changelings that remember the older traditions...”

“O-oh!” Thorax blushed and looked away. “Pharynx and I are just brothers, that’s all. I know it’s not completely unusual, but… I… I um…”

“He’s already dating someone.” Pharynx grunted

“Oh, you are?” Metamorphosis asked, grinning.

“W-well… Pharynx is too!”

“No I’m not!” Pharynx sat straight up, cheeks red.

“Yes, you are.”

“Okay, now you’re really getting it.” Pharynx snarled

“Try me.” Thorax said, and Pharynx leapt onto his hooves.

“Gladly.” he grinned.

Pharynx ran at Thorax and tackled him. He easily overbalanced the larger changeling and pinned him, a hoof at his neck. Pharynx smirked and sat down on his brother’s stomach. Thorax struggled but couldn’t sit up.

“What’d I tell ya dad? I’m the strongest.” Pharynx said proudly

“Yes, you are.” Metamorphosis said, smiling “Now get off your brother Pharynx-don’t you think you’re a bit old for this, anyway?”

“Not for a brotherly wrestling match. Besides, I go to weekly sparring matches with a few friends, I’m okay with Thorax being such a wimp.”

“Wimp yourself!”

“Am not.” Pharynx said, looking down at him.

Thorax charged up his antlers and grabbed Pharynx in his magic, sending him down into the soft grass, then standing up and getting on top of him. Thorax then smirked.

“Hey! Magic is cheating, I didn’t use it on you!”

“Sure, but that was just to pin you. Now, I won’t need it.”

“What are you-oh, oh no. Not that Thorax, not in front of dad!”

“What is he talking about?” Metamorphosis asked, raising an eyebrow.

“This!” Thorax lowered a hoof and traced it along Pharynx’s stomach.

“Ngh…” Pharynx moaned and shifted. Thorax brushed his hoof teasingly along his belly.

“Come on Pharynx…” Thorax then began brushing his hoof along his stomach less gently.

“Ngh… ahahahaha! Thorahahahahax!!! Stop ihihihihit!!!”

“No way, this is payback for making me crash into that shelf, and that tree.”

“Nohohoho, Thorahahahax!” Pharynx laughed wildly, struggling. Metamorphosis smiled slightly.

“So, Pharynx is weak on his underbelly.”

“Not just there…” Thorax stepped back and prodded the underside of one of his back hooves.

“Gahahahahaha!”

“And here…” Thorax ran his hoof along Pharynx’s side.

“Ahaha! Not the sihihihides!”

“Oh, yes the sides you little-”

“Don’t you say ihihihit!”

“You little gigglebug!” Thorax cried, and Metamorphosis snickered

“Gigglebug?”

“Thorahahahax let me up so I can kill yohohohohou!”

“No way!”

“Thorax, let him up, I think you’re plenty even.” Metamorphosis said.

“Fine.” Thorax stepped off of Pharynx, who was breathing heavily now.

Pharynx glared at Thorax before going back to his nest, curling up again and facing away from them.

“Don’t worry, he gets like this sometimes, when I tickle him without him asking. I try not to but sometimes he’s just so easy…” Thorax said

“Alright, I think that’s enough teasing from both of you.” Metamorphosis reprimanded them softly.

“Ugh, you sound just like ‘Papa Thorax’ over there.” Pharynx grunted

“Pharynx…”

“Payback for the ‘gigglebug’ comment, bro.”

“Mind explaining, Thorax?”

“Heh heh, so...the changelings have been calling me that, because they say I act more like a dad than a King...it’s a compliment, really.” Thorax blushed

“Speaking of dads…” Pharynx turned to their father. “How is it that you look so different anyway? Chrysalis was the Queen for a lot longer than you, so how is it you look like that?”

“Well, it’s a bit of a story…” Metamorphosis said

“I’m listening.”

Author's Note

"Papa Thorax" is a name used from NavelColt's "Love Bug" series. NavelColt, if you're reading this and don't want me to use the name, just let me know. I can remove it.

Chrissy and Meta

Metamorphosis sighed, clearly ready to get the story off his chest but wary about what his sons would think. Metamorphosis shifted his hooves, looking up into the sky, watching the sunset rather than his sons.

"Dad?" Thorax's voice snapped him from his thoughts.

"Sorry." He looked over at the two, taking them in.

Pharynx and Thorax were curled up side by side. The firelight danced on their forms and their purple eyes glowed in the dim light. Metamorphosis smiled at the closeness of his sons.

"Is something wrong?" Thorax asked worriedly.

"No, no... I'm just..." Metamorphosis sighed. "I'm worried what you may think of me, once I've told you what happened."

"It's okay. We won't think of you any different." Thorax assured him, looking at his brother. "Right Phar?"

"Of course." Pharynx locked eyes with him. "If anyone knows what it's like to be judged about past mistakes, it's me."

Thorax wrapped his foreleg around Pharynx in a hug. He nuzzled his brother, then looked to Metamorphosis.

"We won't do that to you."

Metamorphosis smiled, then returned his gaze to the stars.

"Alright... I'm done hiding." he looked back to them.

"You can tell us whenever you're ready." Thorax assured him. Metamorphosis nodded, then began.

“I always knew from the day I hatched that I was different. I looked vastly different from the others, and I acted much differently too. I wanted to make friends, I thought... no, I knew there was a better way. I knew it deep down in my heart. But for that reason, Chrysalis kept me close. She was suspicious, I knew that she was worried I may one day betray the Hive. But I managed to gain her trust by being kind to her. By being there for her. Strangely, I learned that she had never known anyone who was willing to be kind to her. The other changelings merely followed her orders. I was different. I cared for her.

"I became an advisor of sorts to her, and… I knew from the day I first met her-as an adult and first chosen by her to be her advisor-that she was lonely. She was someone who had lost someone or something that she loved dearly. I began to understand why she had never mated, why she had never laid any eggs before. I grew close to her, closer then she ever had been with any other changeling. She let me call her Chrissy, and I returned the gesture by letting her call me Meta. She was finally allowing someone to love her, and I thought maybe that falling in love would help her see reason. See that peace could be the answer. But then…”

“What?” Thorax asked eagerly when he paused. Metamorphosis shifted closer to them.

“Chrysalis mated with me. She made me her King. At first, we couldn’t be happier, and I believed that whatever scars of the past that had been left on her heart were finally beginning to heal. I was sure that it was because of me. That then she'd listen to me and we might finally make ourselves known to the world and declare peace. But my hopes were not destined to come true…"

"Why? What happened?" Pharynx asked

"...She... Chrysalis told me her own dreams. Her one wish. To invade Equestria for its endless amounts of love. I couldn’t agree with that. I never did agree that feeding on love was the only option. So, I left the Hive one morning and didn’t look back."

"You just... left? Just like that?" Pharynx asked, raising a brow. Metamorphosis nodded

"Somewhat. I was tired of pretending that I supported her decision to invade Equestria. But I knew that I couldn't just leave her alone. She needed me, even though I knew she wouldn't ever try to admit it. I stayed near the Hive for a while, hoping Chrysalis would come searching for me. Then maybe she'd be willing to talk and we could work out a compromise, or I could make her see reason."

"You really waited just to see if she'd follow you?" Thorax asked, eyes wide

Metamorphosis nodded. "Even if I didn't agree with her methods and knew I would never go back to the Hive, I couldn't leave her forever. I really thought that if she and I were alone together for a while, I could maybe convince her to give my way a try."

"So then how did you find out about us? The letter said you left before you knew she clutched." Pharynx asked

"I caught wind from patrols that she had clutched. That’s around the time when I wrote the letter." Metamorphosis looked at them, eyes brimming with emotion. "I promise you, I never meant to leave you two, or her. I never meant to miss you growing up. I never meant to leave you behind, not when Chrysalis needed me the most. But I couldn’t just go back, not until I’d found a better way.”

“You obviously did, you have the sparkling wings.” Thorax pointed out, and Metamorphosis looked at the wings on his back.

“True… I did manage to make a few friends… traveling ponies passing by and in need of directions or just someone to talk to. I confess, it was mostly out of need for love. But I did enjoy making friends.”

“When we get back to the Hive, we’ll show you how to share love properly. You’ll be able to transform.”

“Alright then.”

“Can we go to bed now?” Pharynx sighed "That was a lot to process."

“Pharynx, you haven’t eaten.” Thorax objected

“Yes, I have.” Pharynx made a point of opening his mouth and drawing in some pink essence from his brother. “See?”

“So you're still able to eat love?”

“Yes, most just take it in small amounts, like snacks. Pretty much everyling’s gotten used to eating regular food.” Thorax explained.

“Go to sleep.” Pharynx grunted, and he wasn’t altogether wrong for demanding they do so. It was already night, the moon long since risen.

“Okay, okay.” Thorax sighed.

Thorax, surprisingly, laid down by Pharynx and wrapped a hoof over him. Metamorphosis assumed this was another new way of displaying affection, and curled up to go to sleep as well. He then heard their voices and pricked his ears, curious.

Author's Note

Here we are! Hope you liked Metamorphosis' backstory. You'll hear the brother's conversation next chapter.

~Melody Song

The Changeling Hive

They continued walking towards the Hive. Pharynx and Thorax were walking side by side, with Metamorphosis beside Thorax. The ground became greener after a while, and they walked through a small cluster of trees. When they reached a cliff, they stopped and the sole unreformed changeling could see the jagged spires of the Changeling Hive. But it was now covered with greenery, and looked lighter colored. Its peak was missing as well.

“The Hive… it’s been so long…” Metamorphosis said

“You know, I've been thinking..." Pharynx began, and Thorax and Metamorphosis looked over at him.

"What have I told you about thinking?" Thorax teased, and Pharynx swatted at him.

"Shut up."

"Yes, Pharynx?" Metamorphosis asked

"Well, I was thinking... how come none of the old-timers ever mentioned you?” Pharynx asked

“Chrissy probably banned them from saying anything, most likely with the punishment of death or exile. I’m sure she thought if you two learned of me and my… ideas… it would draw you away from the path she wanted you to follow. Now that you've reformed and... and she's no longer a problem... they must have simply forgotten about me.”

"How could they have done that?" Thorax asked, confused.

"It's because the only reason they remembered he existed was because Chrysalis made the ban in the first place." Pharynx replied to his brother, staring at the Hive in the distance.

"Huh?"

"She made the ban, and since they had to follow the ban at all times, it kept the thought of Metamorphosis in the front of their minds all the time. But then they were finally free of having to worry about the ban. Which meant, of course, that they wouldn't have to think about it all the time, and it would be in the back of their minds. I'm sure some would have eventually come to us but you keep everyone so busy with your theater clubs and feelings circles-"

"Feelings Forum."

"Whatever. Point is, everyone's so busy that they have other things to think about. So they forgot." Pharynx explained, and cut in as Thorax opened his mouth to speak. "Don't be mad at yourself and don't bother apologizing to dad, you didn't know."

"I wasn't going to-"

"Thorax, we've been brothers ever since we hatched." Pharynx fixed him with a deadpan stare. "I know you. You're blaming yourself."

"I just..." Thorax looked at Metamorphosis. "I wouldn't have-"

"Thorax!" Pharynx snapped, making him look at him. "There's no reason to blame yourself. There is no possible way that you could have known that all your activities would stop them from remembering something that happened over twenty years ago. Just drop it."

Thorax sighed and leaned over to nuzzle him. Pharynx gave him a halfhearted smile and pulled away, though he did so reluctantly. Thorax then looked at Metamorphosis.

“Things aren’t like the old Hive now." Thorax assured him. "I know you probably wish that she joined us… but we’re moving on. We've really begun to thrive, with the first clutch of eggs from reformed changelings a month or so ago. We've all started to adjust to this new change. It was actually the anniversary of our ‘Great Change’ a few days ago.” Thorax told him.

Then, they headed down the cliff. As they walked, Thorax pulled ahead, and Pharynx sighed.

"About back there..." Metamorphosis began

"I didn't mean to be rude to him." Pharynx cut him off. "You have to understand, dealing with Thorax, he..."

"Yes?"

"He... he gets upset about the smallest things. Panics when things don't go exactly right. Sometimes being calm and collected helps, especially when it's not more serious than a panic attack before a big meeting with other leaders. But other times...it helps to be harder on him. He may not have the thick skin I wish he did, but that doesn't mean a little tough love will break him."

Metamorphosis chuckled softly and smiled at him. "I understand that. I'm not mad. I..." he nuzzled Pharynx, and the beta changeling batted at him.

"Well?"

"I just...I see now why you two are so close. You looked out for each other. And you love each other, even if you don't admit it, or if you need a little tough love to get the message through."

Pharynx hesitated, then smiled. "Thanks...dad."

They smiled at each other as they caught up with Thorax. He looked back at them.

"Did I miss something?"

“No, it's just...I’m so proud of you both.” Metamorphosis said, smiling.

“Why me? I was the last to reform.” Pharynx said, looking straight ahead, eyes scanning the horizon.

“Yes, but you stayed. You endured whatever those others said about you for Thorax. Because you knew he wanted you to stay, that he would have been heartbroken if you left. You stayed for him. That’s the true measure of your strength, Pharynx.” Metamorphosis said to him, and Pharynx turned to look at him.

“...Wasn't expecting that...thanks dad…” Pharynx said, smiling softly. Then, his grin sharpened and his eyes narrowed, giving him a fierce look. “Still think physical force is the real strength though.”

Thorax and Metamorphosis glanced at each other, sharing equally exasperated looks, and Pharynx burst out laughing.

“Oh boy, this is gonna be great, now I have two ‘lings to annoy the heck out of!” he exclaimed

“Great, takes some of the pressure off me.” Thorax smiled, reaching to rub his head. Pharynx swatted him away, still chuckling.

“Yep. I guess finding dad was a pretty great idea Thor.”

“You didn’t think it was?” Metamorphosis asked

“Well… we didn’t know why you left… I honestly wasn’t sure if you deserved to have us find you. It was before we found your letter. But I supported Thorax. And I’m glad I did now.” Pharynx admitted, smiling.

They made their way down the cliff and headed towards the mountainous Hive. As they neared, Pharynx opened his jaws, tasting the air. He suddenly halted, and Thorax turned to him.

“Pharynx? What’s wrong?”

“Thor...they’re waiting inside.”

“Who? The other ‘lings?”

“No… just taste for yourself.”

Thorax opened his own mouth, and Metamorphosis followed their lead. He felt two distinct scents wafting into his sensors. They were tangy with worry, and coming in with a lot of force, showing the strength of the emotions being felt. The scents themselves were separate, but intertwined, showing the owners of the scents were standing next to each other. The first was the dying ashes of a fire, and the second the fresh taste of the air after a thunderstorm. While he didn’t recognize who they might belong to, his sons apparently did.

“Oh no…” Thorax breathed

“Oh Hivemother. We’re dead. We’re so bucking dead.” Pharynx swore.

“What do you mean? Who do the scents belong to?” Metamorphosis asked

“...You’ll see.” Pharynx sighed “Just… can you stay back? Like, so they can’t see you?”

“Of course, if you need me to.” Metamorphosis replied, and they gave him grateful looks.

Metamorphosis followed them the rest of the way to the entrance and stood near it. Thorax and Pharynx then entered.

Author's Note

Anyone wanna guess who they are that are waiting for Thorax and Pharynx? No? Well, you'll find out next chapter anyway, hope you enjoyed!

~Melody Song

Meet Our Father

“And just where have you two been?!”

Metamorphosis immediately heard the words being bellowed by someone. It definitely didn’t sound like a changeling-even if all he had to go on about their new voices was his own sons. But a changeling couldn’t get that loud, and there was a certain feral growl to the tone that, while not unlike a changeling’s, didn’t sound particularly normal for one.

“We-look, I can explain.” Thorax stammered

“Oh, you’re gonna explain all right.”

Whoever was speaking was definitely a female, and Metamorphosis heard steps, though it was strange, he only counted two...was she bipedal? How?

“Do you have any idea how… how worried you two made us?! All we heard was ‘they said they’ll be back as soon as possible’ and ‘don’t worry, they’ll be back’. You didn’t tell us anything about where you were going and it’s obvious you didn’t tell your subjects either! So, are you going to tell us now, or are we going to be left in the dark?!”

Okay, she emphasized subjects, and that she only heard a bare minimum from them. That meant she didn’t live in the Hive. So what was she? And who was the bearer of the second scent he’d tasted? This female reeked of the dying fire, so who did the storm scent belong to?

“I-” Thorax began answering the female's question.

“That was rhetorical!”

“Wow, big word, don’t hurt yourself there.”

Metamorphosis heard Pharynx say this, and his eyes widened. Okay, think. She definitely wasn’t a subject, Pharynx's attitude and rank as a general showed he had respect for those of lower rank than him. So she was either someone with an equally high status as him or someone he respected so greatly she was a good friend, or at least someone who he would usually exchange such banter with, to say it so coolly.

“Watch it Pharynx, or I’ll wear those antlers of yours as a trophy!” the female snarled. Metamorphosis’ eyes widened. How dare she? “Of course you’re going to tell us, even if I have to beat it out of you, and I will!”

“Seriously guys, where did you go?” a second female voice chimed in.

Metamorphosis caught the taste of the storm scent wafting off her words. She was the second figure. He heard the all too familiar clinking sound of armor, and the steady beat of four hooves. She was a quadruped, unlike her fellow. But she didn’t sound like a changeling either… who were they?

“I mean, you disappear without so much as a note or message for us, and expect us to be okay with that?!” the second female continued, voice rising in what was clearly anger.

“We… we didn’t know you’d be here today.” Pharynx said.

His voice was suddenly softer, more hesitant. Metamorphosis frowned. What being could this be that made his seemingly unshakeable son so wary? It couldn’t be good.

“Of course you didn’t, that was the point! We show up here to surprise you and make you two feel a little better about everything we talked about, and you’re not even here!” the first female exclaimed.

“Look, girls, we’re really sorry, we didn’t mean to scare you.” Metamorphosis heard Thorax say, also hearing his son’s hoofsteps, he’d moved closer to the females. “We just-”

“I don’t want to hear it!”

Metamorphosis had had it. No one spoke to his sons like that. He may have been horrible at fighting but he wouldn’t stand by and let these strangers yell at his kids. Metamorphosis snarled and left his hiding place. He leapt in front of Thorax and Pharynx, crouching into a battle stance.

The first was a sky blue scaled dragon that stood almost as tall as Thorax, if you counted the dark blue spines on her head and discounted his antlers. Her horns curved down around her face, framing her bright red eyes and the diamond markings on her face that matched ones on other parts of her body. Her wings were flared open and she clutched a purple scepter with a red jewel in her claws. She was the one the ash smell belonged to. He should have guessed, of course a scent to do with fire would belong to a dragon.

The second was a pony clad in purple and silver armor. She seemed taller than average, around Pharynx’s height, with a squared muzzle, unlike most pony mares' rounded muzzles. Her coat was a dark mulberry color and her magenta mane was in a mohawk style. The pony had teal eyes, a scar running down the right eye, and her horn was no more than a jagged stump on her forehead. The unicorn mare ignited the horn upon seeing him, and it crackled dangerously with an electric blue aura. Broken horn or not, the pony did not seem wary to use it.

As the pony charged her horn with magic, the dragon aimed the scepter at him, the gem sparkling with a red glow. They were clearly not going to back down. Good thing he was ready for a fight as well.

“Who are you?!” the dragon asked

“I could say the same about you, dragon.” Metamorphosis growled “Who do you think you are to threaten them?”

“And who do you think you are to question me?!” the dragon rose into the air with a few beats of her wings.

“King Metamorphosis of the changeling Hive. Now step away from my sons.” he growled

“No, you step away from our-wait, sons?!” she asked

“King Metamorphosis?” the pony frowned, glancing between the brothers and Metamorphosis.

“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you!” Thorax stepped forward. “Ember, Tempest, this is-”

“Why were you threatening my sons?” Metamorphosis growled

“Oh, excuse us for being concerned about our boyfriends!” the dragon snarled

Metamorphosis froze. He turned to his sons and raised a brow. “Boyfriends?”

“I was getting to that…” Thorax began

“Thorax, is this changeling really who he says he is?” the dragon asked, pointing her scepter at Metamorphosis.

“Yes, Ember.” Thorax started to say.

“You mean to tell me that you found your father and decided not to say anything?!”

“Leave him alone!” Metamorphosis snapped at her

“Why are you mad at me?!”

“You threatened to beat them and rip off Pharynx’s antlers!”

“Both of you be quiet!” the pony fired a blast of magic between them, and it exploded. Metamorphosis gave a small yelp of surprise. “Pharynx. Explain. Now.”

Pharynx sighed and looked over at Thorax and Metamorphosis.

“Thorax found something, we left without time to properly explain to anyone where we went. We ended up finding dad, and we were coming straight back.”

“You still didn’t think to tell us?” the pony asked

“We were going to the second we got back.” Thorax replied

The dragon relaxed slightly, crossing her arms. The unicorn narrowed her eyes but didn’t speak.

“I… guess that makes sense…” the dragon muttered

“I’m sorry if I caused you any alarm or confusion.” Metamorphosis spoke. “I was just trying to protect my sons, and I’m afraid you sounded like a threat.”

“I get that a lot.” the pony quipped, though she kept her eyes stern.

“I, uh, think we’re a bit to blame ourselves…” Thorax added. “We kind of avoided mentioning we were… um… dating you two…”

“And what’s that supposed to mean?” Ember growled

“I-It didn’t come up in conversation, I mean! A-And we just didn’t want to startle dad with the information, and-”

“Save it Thorax, I get it.”

“Thorax, Pharynx, do you mind properly introducing me to these creatures?” Metamorphosis asked him, hoping to alleviate the situation.

Thorax sighed in relief and nodded. He stood beside Metamorphosis, and Pharynx went to stand at his other side.

“Dad, this is Dragon Lord Ember and General Tempest Shadow of the Friendship Guard. Ember, Tempest…” Thorax glanced at Metamorphosis. “This is our father, King Metamorphosis.”

Ember, the dragon, didn’t move. The unicorn, Tempest, however, did. She trotted over and examined Metamorphosis.

“I see the similarities now, he looks like what Starlight Glimmer told me Pharynx used to.”

Pharynx chuckled softly and blushed. Thorax smiled at Ember, whose cheeks turned red.

Metamorphosis watched this for a moment, then spoke. “I realize now I shouldn’t have reacted like that. It should have been obvious.”

“D-dad, what do you-” Thorax began

“I mean, of course, you can’t taste it now but for all the worry and fear coming off them, there was a definite concern, in the form of concern for a romantic partner…”

“Dad!” Pharynx exclaimed, while Tempest Shadow began laughing beside him.

“Okay, I like him.” she snickered

“And they did yell at you for not telling them anything, so I take it you usually do tell them things right away…”

“Dad, um, can we… talk about this inside?” Thorax asked, blushing

“Very well, lead the way.” Metamorphosis said

“Thorax, both you and Metamorphosis referred to him as King. Why is that?” Ember asked as they walked.

“The real question is where is everyling?” Pharynx asked, looking at Ember and Tempest Shadow.

“Said something about napping?”

“Of course they did. Probably have been skiving off on patrol duties too.” Pharynx muttered

“Anyway, back to my question.” Ember prompted

“It’s because Metamorphosis was Chrysalis’ King, her first in all the years she’s been alive. When he left he renounced the title, obviously, but he’s technically a King.” Thorax told her.

“He left?” Tempest Shadow spoke up, raising an eyebrow.

“We’ll fill you in on that later.” Thorax assured them.

Thorax took them into a nearby room, which surprisingly had a door. Metamorphosis noticed the other rooms they passed did too. Most likely a recent development, considering he also noticed the Hive was no longer shifting and changing. But Chrysalis’ throne powered the Hive, so did that mean it was no longer there? Or had Thorax and Pharynx found a way to disable the spell?

Thorax opened the door and let them walk in before closing it. The room was sparse and empty, with one window to let light in and a table in the middle of the room. Thorax and Pharynx moved over to Tempest and Ember, while Metamorphosis stayed where he was.

“Dad…” Thorax reached and slipped a hoof around Ember. Pharynx held still, but Tempest Shadow wrapped a hoof around his neck. “As you’ve already figured out… Ember and Tempest… they’re our girlfriends.”

“And… if you don’t like it, then we don’t care.” Pharynx added, leaning into Tempest Shadow while blushing considerably.

Metamorphosis hesitated. They had just a few minutes ago been ready to attack him, but… when he tasted them, they showed only concern and love for his sons. Metamorphosis smiled.

“I can see how happy they make you, and how much they care about you. I don’t think this will be a problem. I assume this interspecies dating is normal now?”

“Well, not exactly. We know a few certain… other couples like us, but not a lot.” Thorax replied, pulling Ember closer. “Though it’ll probably become more common the more the different creatures come together.”

“Ah.” Metamorphosis then once again took in his son’s forms. “So, how might I go about getting a form like yours?”

“All you really need to do is share your love willingly.” Thorax responded

“Does he have to? He looks cool like this.” Pharynx said, making Tempest Shadow snort in amusement. Thorax shot him a warning glare, then looked back to Metamorphosis.

“Ignore him dad, it’s your choice whether or not you want to.”

Author's Note

What will Metamorphosis choose? Well, I know, but I'm not telling just yet. Hope you enjoyed!

~Melody Song

Edit (9/11/20): For all new viewers, this chapter is a rewrite of the original

His Choice

Metamorphosis considered Thorax's suggestions for a minute or so. He eventually smiled at his son.

“I think I would like to transform. From what you and Pharynx have told me, the changelings don’t take kindly to our old forms, and I want them to feel comfortable around me. I’ve been gone for so long I doubt any who remember me will remember what I was like. Remember that I’m not a threat.”

“Yeah, he’s definitely your dad Thor.” Ember said, chuckling and smiling as she glanced up at him. Thorax blushed sheepishly and gave her an awkward smile.

“Totally. Now do you see why Chrysalis liked me Temp?” Pharynx asked the unicorn.

“Of course, I can imagine you must have been her mirror image in personality.” Tempest Shadow told him, then leaned over and kissed his cheek. Pharynx turned red and looked away, hiding his face.

Metamorphosis smiled at the exchange. "It may also be because you looked like me."

"Yeah, maybe... still. I earned every position I had through my own merit." Pharynx said proudly.

Metamorphosis chuckled. "And I'm very proud of you for achieving what you wanted. But do you think we can begin the transformation?”

“We can whenever you’re ready dad.” Thorax said with a soft smile.

Metamorphosis smiled back. “Then can we let everyling see? I would like to see them all again, it's been a long time.”

Pharynx grinned widely. “Dibs on waking them up!” he then bolted out of the room.

“What the…? Wait... Pharynx you had better not do anything too bad!” Thorax let his hoof fall from where it was still around Ember's waist, then ran after him.

“Are they always like this?” Metamorphosis asked the girls.

“Nah, not really. Pharynx just doesn’t like some of the habits the changelings picked up, one of them being their habit of falling asleep in piles in random places. Apparently it helps them regain energy, but they tend to do it in places like the hallways, or rooms that are usually crowded.” Tempest Shadow replied

“Right, that’s what it was about.” Ember said with a snap of her claws, clearly referring to what her answer had been to Pharynx's earlier question on where everyone was. “Shouldn’t it just be common sense not to fall asleep where someone can trip over you?”

“Probably. But from the way Pharynx rants about it you wouldn’t think so.” Tempest Shadow replied with a slight roll of her eyes.

“Um... Tempest Shadow, how is it you... the scar and…”

“First of all, just call me Tempest. Second…” Tempest reached and rubbed the base of her jagged horn. “I lost it due to a foolish mistake in my youth… I wandered too close to an… an Ur… Urs…”

“She can’t bring herself to say it." Ember explained "Princess Twinkle-Light-whatever thinks that Temp's got a deep-seated fear of the things, so much so they terrify her to the point of not being able to even say the name.” Ember placed a claw on Tempest’s shoulder.

"Oh... I'm sorry-"

“Nah, don't be. What happened was her horn was sliced off by an Ursa Minor.”

“Em…” Tempest moaned, screwing her eyes shut. “It’s not here, it’s not here, it’s not here...”

“Sorry Temp.” Ember squeezed the mare's shoulder and gave her a light punch. This seemed to help, as Tempest took a few deep breaths and composed herself.

“Why don’t we go check on Thorax and Pharynx.” Metamorphosis suggested

The mares nodded and led the way out of the room. The three creatures followed the sound of chatter. Thorax trotted up to them as they got close to a doorway that Metamorphosis recognized as the entrance to the throne room.

“Oh good, you’re here. Pharynx and I gathered everyling. Whenever you’re ready dad.”

“Alright.” Metamorphosis smiled "I'm ready."

Thorax led them to what Metamorphosis had been certain was the throne room. It was, but seemed to be completely renovated. Now, grasses and moss and other plants grew everywhere in the room. A platform rose a little bit above the hundreds of colorful creatures that must be the reformed changelings. On the platform stood a great oaken throne, the top looking very much like a tree. Pharynx stood beside it, and Thorax left Metamorphosis’ side to stand before the throne, leaving his father with Ember and Tempest, off to the side of the platform and out of view.

“Everyling, I have gathered you all because, as you know, Pharynx and I have been gone for a few days.” Thorax spoke loudly.

Chatter immediately broke out. Pharynx stomped a hoof. “Let him speak!” he bellowed, and they fell silent.

“That’s my bug.” Tempest whispered from beside Metamorphosis, who smiled inwardly at the obviously strong love the unicorn held for his son.

“Not all of you know why we left, and the reason was… Pharynx and I went in search of our father. The former King of the Changeling Hive.”

The murmuring grew louder and Pharynx charged up his antlers, sending a blast into the air, which exploded in a threatening manner. As the crowd yelped and grew silent, Pharynx spoke.

“That was a warning. Shut up and let my brother speak or next time I aim much closer than the sky.” he growled.

“Did you teach him that spell Temp?” Ember inquired of her friend.

“He was curious.” Tempest shrugged, as Thorax continued.

“We managed to find something written by him and used a tracing spell to find where he went. And… well… you should see for yourselves.”

Thorax turned, and Metamorphosis took that as his cue. He stepped out of the shadows and climbed onto the platform, standing beside his sons. The crowd of changelings began to gasp and murmur.

“Everyling, this is Metamorphosis, former King of the Changeling Hive.”

“He’s not gonna try to take your job, is he?!” they heard one yell. Pharynx’s hackles raised and Thorax looked taken aback.

“Yeah, you’re our King!”

“Thorax is the rightful King!”

“Everyone, silence!” Pharynx yelled, and they all turned their gazes on him. “What do you take us for?! Do you think we would have brought him back here if he had those intentions?!”

They quieted for a moment, before whispers broke out. Then, Metamorphosis heard it.

"Like we'd take the word of the traitor Pharynx..."

"Why should we believe him of all changelings?"

"For all we know he's brainwashed Thorax again. Just like when he somehow got Thorax to keep him around..."

Those phrases as well as similar accusations were being whispered somewhere among the crowd. Metamorphosis saw Pharynx's muscles tense and his eyes darken. He had heard them too, and was clearly upset by their words. Metamorphosis realized then that they weren't listening to his sons. He would have to defend himself.

Metamorphosis took a breath to compose himself, and then stepped forward.

Author's Note

Heh, fair warning, this is the second to last chapter. Just one more, and in it, we'll see just how much Metamorphosis loves his kids. Hope you enjoyed this chapter!

~Melody Song

Acception

Metamorphosis cleared his throat and raised his voice. It had been a long time since he'd had to speak to a crowd. He hoped the words would come easily.

“Everyling, I have not come for Thorax’s throne. When I left the Hive of my own will, it was to find a better way. And now all of you have already found one. I can hardly believe it was my own son who discovered the alternative, nor that he and his brother rule the Kingdom. But I am not like Chrysalis. I don’t want anything more than what I have now. I know perfectly well just who the rightful leader of the Hive is, and he’s standing beside me right now.”

Metamorphosis turned and bowed to Thorax, whose eyes were wide in surprise.

“So, after all this time, I return to the Hive, not as your King…” Metamorphosis looked up at Thorax. “But as a worthy and willing subject. I will live the rest of my life in the Hive, as no more than one.”

Thorax smiled as Metamorphosis rose. “Thank you, dad.”

“I couldn’t be prouder of both of you.” Metamorphosis said

“Are you ready to transform?”

“I always have been.” Metamorphosis said “I love you boys.”

They waited. Metamorphosis closed his eyes and willed his love to release and go to them. It didn’t.

“Why isn’t it working…?” Thorax murmured

Pharynx lit up his antlers, joined by Thorax. Metamorphosis held still as their magic passed over him. The two stepped back.

“Oh no…” Thorax gasped

“What is it?” Metamorphosis asked

“There’s something wrong with your magic, it’s not letting you transform.”

There were shocked gasps and murmurs all around. Pharynx growled, their talking combined with the original accusations of both himself and Metamorphosis seeming to have finally hit his last nerve. He shot a powerful beam of light over their heads, scorching the opposite wall.

“Hey! So what if he can’t transform?!” Pharynx yelled at the top of his lungs. His voice dropped and his next words were barely audible. “He’s Thorax and I’s father, and we love him. What does it matter if he can’t transform? He belongs here, with us.”

There was silence, then they heard hooves stomping. Tempest, stomping her hooves in celebration, and Ember clapping along beside her. Then…

“I accept him!”

It was an ice blue changeling with white tinges. She stood between a blue male and a pink female. A green male hovered above them. The four began cheering and stomping their hooves.

“Yeah!”

“He can stay!”

“He belongs with us!”

More and more changelings joined in the cries. Metamorphosis’ eyes filled with tears of joy as he stood between his two sons. He unashamedly basked in all the love being felt for him that washed over his body, taking it all in and satisfying his hunger.

"Dad?" Thorax looked to him. "You're not... upset that you can't transform, are you? I mean... you'll always be hungry, now."

Metamorphosis hesitated to respond. While the hunger had diminished slightly since returning to the Hive, he knew it would never leave completely, as was the curse of the changelings.

But then Metamorphosis watched the crowd, who were cheering and stomping there hooves in approval. They were sharing so much love, directed at him and his sons.

"You know... I think I can live with that, Thorax." Metamorphosis smiled at his youngest son. "The hunger will never go away. But I am not starving. I can get more love at any time."

"And we'll be happy to provide it." Thorax agreed, smiling.

"Yeah. Believe me, I know what that's like..." Pharynx sighed.

"And the sparkling wings on your back mean that your hunger will be lessened." Thorax nuzzled him. "And they'll prove to everyone that you're capable of embracing love."

"Heh, yes they will." Metamorphosis smiled and nuzzled Thorax back.

"Mhm. And Pharynx and I love you, no matter what you look like." Thorax smiled at him.

Metamorphosis looked to Pharynx, who looked back. "What?"

"You're not going to say anything?"

"I'm not all touchy-feely like you two." Pharynx defended, then looked away. "Besides... Thorax already said everything I was thinking anyway..." he mumbled.

Metamorphosis knew, in that moment, that he was right where he belonged. That after over twenty years, he was finally back home. Back with his family. His sons.

“Oh boys… I love you so much.” Metamorphosis said, nuzzling Thorax, and then looping his hole-covered foreleg around Pharynx in a hug.

“Ugh…”

“I guess now you’ve got two changelings to bug you with hugs and nuzzles.” Thorax teased

“...You know what? I think I can live with that.” Pharynx sighed, smiling. Thorax beamed at him, and Pharynx’s expression suddenly darkened. “But if you think for one second that this means you’ll get me involved in those group cuddle nap-whatevers, then hivemother help me Thorax, I’ll make you pay.”

"Y-yes sir..." Thorax said nervously.

Thorax's response suddenly reminded Metamorphosis of something.

“Pharynx, would you like some help with your guard? I heard you complaining about them earlier.” Metamorphosis offered

“...You know what? That would be great. Thanks, dad.” Pharynx smiled up at his father. Metamorphosis smiled back, then turned to Thorax.

“And Thorax, I’d be happy to offer you advice if needed. I did learn quite a bit about the royal duties while I was the King.”

“Oh, I would love that! Thank you dad!” Thorax said.

Metamorphosis smiled widely and pulled both his sons close. The royal family stayed in the hug for a while longer. Then, Pharynx decided to kill the sweet moment.

“Okay, get off guys. I love you and all but this is my limit.” Pharynx complained, trying to break free.

Thorax and Metamorphosis looked at each other and laughed, smiling. Pharynx chuckled a little himself. This was definitely the start of a new day for the royal brothers. New adventures and excitement on the horizon, that they would confront together. As a family. Like they were always meant to.

Author's Note

The End. But not to worry! There is a sequel on the way! Got the idea while talking with this person in the comments, and it will be an anthology of sorts. I do hope you enjoyed the ending for Patrilineality itself, I'll release the sequel soon.

~Melody Song

Big Brother, Best Brother

“What’s the matter Phar? Why are you acting like this?" Thorax asked him in a low voice.

"Like what?" Pharynx grunted

"You're being so distant... and when you talk there's a slight edge to your voice.”

Pharynx sighed and snuggled up against Thorax. “You have so much in common with him… I guess I’m just a bit worried, is all…”

“About what?” Thorax asked

“It doesn’t matter.” Pharynx sighed, rolling over to face away from him.

“Of course it does!” Thorax protested.

“No, it doesn’t. You’re going to forget anyway.”

“No I won’t!” Thorax’s exclamation caused Metamorphosis to sit up, worried. He watched silently, listening to see whether or not he should step in.

“Yes you will!” Pharynx pulled away from Thorax and stood up, glaring at his brother. “You’re going to forget it all! You're going to bond with him and leave me here all alone and never remember everything I did for you! All the years I spent defending you from bullies! All the years I tried to toughen you up so you wouldn't need me if anything were to happen! All the times I let you cry onto my shoulder... all those times you ran to me... all the years that you hugged me and… and... l-loved me…”

Pharynx sat down on his haunches, head hanging. A tear splashed onto the ground, and Thorax moved closer to him. Pharynx finally spoke again, his voice was low and wavering.

“...All the years that I loved you...”

“Pharynx… what are you saying?” Thorax asked, and Pharynx glanced at him, eyes shining with pain and sadness.

“...What if you don’t need me anymore?” he asked hoarsely, finally admitting what had been eating at him for days.

Thorax sat up as well, and pulled Pharynx into a hug. Pharynx buried his head into Thorax’s chest, and Thorax rubbed his head. When Pharynx glanced up, Thorax saw a familiar wet liquid dripping down his face.

“Pharynx... you’re crying.”

“Sh-shut up, y-you're crying…” Pharynx stammered, which made Thorax chuckle softly. Pharynx pressed his head back into Thorax’s chest, and Thorax nuzzled him.

“Pharynx… I’ll never leave you behind... I’d never let you go…” Thorax rubbed his back.

“You... won’t?”

“Of course not Phar… I will always need you. You’re my big brother, Pharynx, and I will never stop depending on you. No matter who comes into my life.” Thorax said.

Metamorphosis smiled softly behind them, before lying back down so his sons wouldn't see him. They could work this out on their own.

“...Thanks Thorax.” Pharynx pressed against him. “I... I didn’t realize how much I needed to hear that.”

“No problem cuddlebug.” Thorax nuzzled him, then pulled them both back to the ground.

“Not so loud idiot, dad’s right over there.” Pharynx growled

“I don’t know who “idiot” is, cuddlebug.”

Pharynx groaned and rolled his eyes, then rested his head on Thorax’s chest. “Goodnight… snugglebug…” he muttered begrudgingly.

Thorax smiled and rubbed Pharynx's back gently, then kissed his forehead. “Sweet dreams cuddlebug.”

-:- -:- -:- -:- -:- -:-

The next morning, Pharynx blinked heavily and rubbed his eyes, yawning. Thorax was still holding him in a tight embrace. Pharynx smiled and rested his head on his brother's chest.

“Good morning Pharynx.” A voice above him said. Pharynx’s eyes snapped open and he sat up, Thorax’s grip shifting from him. Metamorphosis was sitting nearby, smiling at them.

“Mm… cuddlebug…” Thorax mumbled.

“I… uh…” Pharynx blushed, and Thorax pulled him against him. "Ugh..."

Metamorphosis chuckled, and Pharynx blushed harder. He leaned down and nuzzled his younger brother.

"I'm right here snugglebug." he murmured, just loud enough for Metamorphosis to hear. Metamorphosis let another small chuckle escape at Pharynx's expense.

"You two have names for each other?"

"It's part of being his brother..." Pharynx sighed. "He likes napping near me, and sometimes Ocellus joins us if he can convince her to stop being so shy around royalty. She's our friend too. The whole Hive likes taking naps in big cuddle piles."

"So... cuddlebug and snugglebug... don't they mean the same thing?" Metamorphosis asked

"Shut up." Pharynx glowered at him, then Thorax shifted again, and he rubbed his brother's head to soothe him.

“I admire the relationship you have with him.” Metamorphosis murmured, smiling at his youngest son, who was still asleep, unaware of what was happening around him. “He loves you, he told me that you’ve always been there for him. That he loves and respects you.”

“I know…” Pharynx rubbed a hoof on Thorax’s head. “I love him too… as a brother, I mean. I’m straight… I think…”

“What do you mean?” Metamorphosis asked

“I… well, Ocellus-Thorax’s personal student-was telling us about the different sexualities, and… I think I might be Bisexual. Doesn't matter. The point is… he’s my brother. He always will be, even if he’s a big dork.” Pharynx said

“You’re a dork too.” Thorax had woken, and was sitting up. He wrapped his forelegs around Pharynx and squeezed his sides, making him yelp. “See? Gigglebug.”

“Shut up.” Pharynx rubbed his eyes, yawning.

“I... I heard you two talking last night.” Metamorphosis said slowly. “I didn’t mean to disrupt your relationship with each other…”

“It’s okay dad.” Pharynx said, then frowned. “Still getting used to that.”

Thorax laughed and nuzzled his brother. “Yeah, it’s perfectly alright you heard us, and you're not disrupting anything. Pharynx was just nervous. I know him, he’s probably been bottling up those fears for a while, and last night it just all came out. He was only worried because… well, I never got to have a father while I was growing up… but I had an amazing brother.”

Pharynx looked up at him, mouth slightly open and eyes wide as if in shock. Thorax smiled and nuzzled him.

“You… you think I was that good of a brother?”

“Of course. You were there for me. That’s all I ever needed.” Thorax said, smiling.

“Thanks bro…” Pharynx hugged Thorax, who embraced him. “...We should probably get going.” he said after a minute

“Just a little longer?” Thorax pleaded

“Come on little bro.” Pharynx pulled himself out of his brother’s hug and set about gathering their things.

“No wonder Temp calls you her little toughbug.” Thorax muttered

“Thorax!” Pharynx wheeled around, blushing

“Who?” Metamorphosis asked.

“No one!” Pharynx insisted.

Thorax was about to object, but Metamorphosis shook his head at him. If Pharynx didn’t want him to know, he didn’t have to know. With that, the family headed on, looking forward to finally making it back to the Hive. To bringing Metamorphosis back to the Hive after twenty years.

Author's Note

And another chapter. We're nearing the end here, but there's still more to come!

~Melody Song