“I’m heading out.” Twilight said as she moved to the apartment door. I saw she was now a half a half head taller than the frame. “Have fun.”

“I will,” she turned to face Chrysalis, “no funny business or freezing you is still on the table.” The changeling huffed and instead of replying turned her head away. Satisfied, Twilight turned and opened the door. As she ducked her head through, she accidentally hip checked the frame. *Foom* The wall shook a little from the impact. “Ouchie,” she glared at the frame. The door was cracked where she had hit it. Twilight’s horn flared to life and the frame repaired itself. “Stupid tiny door,” she muttered as she walked out.

I turned to Chrysalis. “I’m going to play some videogames, you want to join?” The changeling looked up at me and quirked her head. “Videogames?” I nodded and picked up a controller by the television. “Yeah, you play the character on screen with this controller here.” She took the controller, held it up, and sniffed it. “I doubt how much fun this could be.”

At the book store.

Twilight Sparkle had been aware that she would need to account for her unique appearance. She was purple, had a horn, a tail, and wings. She had a pair of hooves where humans had feet. Oh, and she was well over seven feet tall and, not that she was telling anyone her weight, it had to be over three hundred pounds. Needless to say, she stood out.

A glamour helped with that. It meant that even with her outrageous body and features, the humans of this world felt an intense compulsion to ignore these aspects of her and only saw what they thought was normal. Moving through the crowds was difficult. The people, glamoured, regularly bumped into her and staggered away. She had to be extra careful so as not to knock them over. Finally, she made it to the store where the event was taking place.

Now she just had to get inside. She bent her head and slowly inched forward. She sighed as she made it inside without cracking this doorframe like the one at the apartment building. Twilight moved to the area where rows of chairs had been set up. These were fine for normal humans. But a seven foot tall amazon pony was another matter. With her height she would block those behind her, so Twilight would sit in the back. She frowned at the narrow thing. Her curves had grown disproportionately to the rest of her. While she very much liked them, in this instance that was a problem. She decided to test whether a chair could handle her. *creeeaaak*. The poor thing groaned under her as she rested in it, but held firm. Since she was in the back row, it appeared that there was empty seats to her left and right. This was good as her ample hips and ass cheeks spread into the space around her chair.

She smiled. Success. Now she just had to wait for the event to start.

Back at the apartment

“This is amazing!” Chrysalis was hunched forward her hair in her face and her green on green, glowing eyes intent on the television. “I’m glad you like.” She had taken to the game well and was beating me at it. I respawned only for her to shoot me in the head. “Hey! That’s not cool.”

“I’m surprised you like something like this,” she said. “Why’s wouldn’t I like it?”

“You’re with the Princess of Friendship.” Chrysalis’ face contorted in contempt. “This game is far closer to reality. There aren’t infinite resources. You can’t eat good intentions.” I mulled that over. “Twilight can be naive,” I said, trying to put into words what I felt. “I fully admit that. But let me ask you this. Where has your cynicism gotten you?” I waited and she said nothing. That’s what I’d thought. She was alone. No hive, no friends, nothing.

“I’m not saying you have to make friends with everyone or be like her. You can continue to be you. But this hive you had. Didn’t you care about its people?” I saw her frown and lower her head. “Of course. I cared passionately for all my drones. That’s why I had to ensure that they had food. I couldn’t just expect love and happiness to form naturally.”

So that’s what this was about. Twilight had lived her entire life in a world of plenty where she could trust that her needs would be met. “I understand. But maybe you ensure love and friendship happens by planting seeds of it thru friendship, like growing a crop?” That seemed to get her thinking. After a few awkward seconds she turned and smiled up at me. “Thank you, monkey. I think you’re right.”

Then, without warning, the changeling was next to me. I turned and looked down into eyes that no longer unsettled me. “Uhm, you’re welcome?”

She put her hand up onto my face and leaned in. I froze and the next instant Queen Chrysalis was kissing me.

It was different than kissing Twilight. The changeling had fangs that poked against my tongue. It was so bizarre, after months with Twilight Sparkle to have a woman lean into me and not feel a little crushed. Twilight. I pulled back. “Did I do something wrong,” the changeling asked? I shook my head and took her hand in mine. “No,” I smiled. “I just. I don’t know what Twilight and I have or don’t and I need to know before, well.”

A sly smile formed on her face. Chryaslis moved and sat on my lap. She looked at me and flicked her tongue out. “Then make it simple, monkey. Do you want me?”

Elsewhere

“Thank you all for coming.” The older woman at the podium greeted the bookstore audience. “George Faust is the author of the book series ‘Contest of Crowns’,” she paused to allow a light applause. “Now then George will take your questions.” George stood and smiled. “Hello everyone. Now let’s see….you in the back young lady. What would you like to ask me?”

“Yes Mr. Faust,” Twilight Sparkle rose eagerly. “When will you finish the new book?” Faust looked at her and nervously smiled. “It’ll be finished when it's finished. I’m currently making progress and If I don’t have it by next Dragoncon, hang my feet over Mt. Doom.” This led to a series of groans and scattered laughs from the audience. He started to look for other hands, then noticed Twilight wasn’t sitting back down. “Something else?”

“You said that last time. The last book was over seven years ago and you said that last year when someone asked you.” The obese man was sweating a little and getting irritated. “Now, I’m sure you understand you can’t force creativity…”.

“I understand, but if you could just…put out what you have, please.” Twilight’s face broke into the biggest smile and her eyes widened.

“That’s not happening.” He turned desperately looking for someone else, “now does anyone else have a question?’

“Please, I need to know what happens to Lady Margaret.” Twilight burst out. “It can’t end like that with her bleeding out…”.

“Hey,” a woman a few chairs forward and to the right of Twilight snapped. “Spoilers.”

“It’s been over seven years lady, read the book already,” Twilight snapped before turning back, “Please Mr. Faust.” She gave her best smile and puppy dog eyes.

Shortly after that, Twilight Sparkle was escorted off the premises, banned from the book store in question, and Mr. Faust’s security guard strongly recommended that she not show up to any events for a while.

“Well this has been a thoroughly awful day,” she said downcast as she arrived back at the apartment.

On the couch was her roommate and Chrysalis, the changeling seated on his lap asking if he wanted her.

Both saw her and began talking. “Twilight this isn…”.

Both froze mid sentence.

Author's Note

Not allot of smut this chapter, but next one will be clop heavy. Please hit the like button, leave a comment, and be good.