I sat in the park, admiring the black benches with holes in them, the black trees with holes in them, and especially the lively Changelings... With holes in them. I'm no different, and most Changelings find their holes very pesky. But I don't. I almost treat it like a symbol; A bit of a token that lets me know I'm a part of this nation, and a part of this heritage. It also helps holding things that fit perfectly. Like one time, I popped open a peanut butter jar by using the holes in my hooves. How cool is that? But anyways, I sit here every day, just admiring all the life and how it can change so much, like the birds. With holes in them. Sometimes I question how a bird stays alive when there's a hole sticking through it's entire stomach.
"Attention Changelings!" The loud voice of a certain familiar Changeling, one that was the ruler, the announcer... Of the park.
"The Changeling Queen would like to speak to you all!" She stepped aside to reveal the Changeling Queen. No big deal. The announcer Changeling handed the director type megaphone to the Queen, who constantly tapped the front with her hoof, causing woofs to emit from the other end. And if you think it barked like a dog, you're wrong.
"Is this thing on?" She asked. The announcer attempted to adjust it, and five minutes zoomed by, until the point came where the Queen, also known as Chrysalis, threw the megaphone away, where the announcer quickly retrieved it. Chrysalis flew in the air and called down, where everyone looked at her expectantly.
"I know our recent defeat has left us a bit... befuddled." She started, where she received confusing glances. I honestly don't understand why we have to feed off of ponies. Besides, love doesn't even have a factor. Equestria is no different. Why can't we love each other? I know it sounds stupid, but think about it. We wouldn't be out here in this stupid park. Seriously, this thing stretches out for miles! Of course I can't really clarify anything, as I have no idea what gender I, or anyone else here is. Except for the Queen. Actually, no. For all we know, Chrysalis could be a dude with a very girlish voice. We really don't know.
"But, we will strengthen! We shall send out one of you to spy on the foals who were able to beat us! Now who will the lucky one be..." He/she proceeds to extend his/her hoof, pointing around the area. Contrary to his/her words, we are actually in a pretty good condition. It's not like we're dying or anything. With my bad luck, though, I'll probably die of tripping. I always wondered what that would feel like. Falling down stairs so hard it killed you. It would probably hurt.
"You!" Chrysalis points, directly at me. Again, bad luck. I point directly to myself.
"Why, me? You must be joking!" I try my best to act like that good old "I'm not worthy" catch. And it works swimmingly, as he/she descends towards me with his/her hoof extended towards me.
"Yes, you! What is your name?" He/she asks, reaching the black ground. With holes in it.
"Oh me? I'm just good old Burnt Cheese." I say, intentionally using the groan pun as a ticket out of this "spy" mission. Of course, it doesn't work.
"Well then, Burnt Cheese- Can I call you BC for short?" I nod. "Well then, BC! You shall travel across the lands and recon on those fiends that brought us to this situation!" He/she lifts me off the ground, hoisting me in the air.
"You shall be our key to survival, and life!" He/she drags out "life" to make a dramatic ending.
"...That is all. Carry on." Everyone continued with their activities, while I'm dragged away against my will, which happens too often in my lifetime, for some reason. I stare at the passing black walls, with holes, and think about what might happen in this little adventure I'm about to have. Oh well. It's worse than sitting around in this stupid park. This isn't even a castle. It's just a huge building. Sitting there. Doing nothing. I always wondered what it would be like if I never had a mental condition where my mind consistently wanders off.
