The Changeling Princess

"Wow!" exclaimed Sweetie, "You're really a princess?!"

"Yeah." admitted Scootaloo, staring down at the ground.

"That's so cool!" said Applebloom.

"R-Really?" asked Scootaloo, a small smile spreading across her face.

"Really." agreed Sweetie. Scootaloo couldn't stop herself from breaking out into a grin. She was so relieved. After she told them who she was, daughter of Chrysalis, queen of the changeling, making her a princess herself, she was worried her friends might not like her. Or worse, treat her like royalty.

Luckily neither of the scenarios seemed to be the case. "Hey, um, I wanna ask something." Applebloom said nervously.

"Sure. What is it?" asked Scootaloo.

"Um, well." she stammered, "Do... Do changelings actually eat ponies?" Scootaloo stared at her strangely for a moment before bursting out in laughter.

"Of course not!" Scootaloo told her, "Where'd you hear that?" Applebloom turned a bright red, and scraped her hoof against the floor.

"Diamond Tiara." she admitted, "She said why else would you have fangs if you didn't eat ponies." Scootaloo burst out laughing again.

"Changelings do eat meat, but no ponies, so don't worry." Scootaloo told her, "Anyways I just had the greatest idea for a prank!" Applebloom felt herself become even more red. Sweetie broke in.

"So what's the prank?" she asked. Scootaloo smirked, and motioned for them to get closer. She then told them her idea, and they burst out laughing.

"That's just mean." Applebloom managed to get out.

"Yeah, but funny." said Sweetie. Just then something sparked in Scootaloo's brain.

"Hey guys! I just got an idea!" she told them.

"What?" asked Applebloom, "Another prank?" Scootaloo shook her head.

"No. Even better!" she said, bouncing on the spot.

"Well don't keep us in suspense." said Sweetie, "Tell us!" Scootaloo rolled her eyes.

"Are you sure you special talent isn't being a dictionary?" she asked her friend.

"No!" said Sweetie indignantly, "Are you sure your special talent isn't being a chicken?"

"No way! Rainbow Dash is no chicken, and neither am I!" said Scootaloo.

"Girls! We're getting off topic." pointed out Applebloom, "What's your idea Scoots?" Scootaloo got excited again as she remembered what she had been about to say.

"Oh yeah!" she said, "Now that you know about me, let's have a sleepover here!" Applebloom and Sweetie's eyes widened in realization.

"Are you sure that's okay?" Applebloom asked.

"Yeah!" said Scootaloo, eager to get her friends to agree, "We can do all kinds of things! I can show you the hive, and we can play pranks, and maybe even ear our cutie marks!" Applebloom, and Sweetie's eyes lit up at the notion of earning their cutie mark.

"All right. I'll go ask Applejack." said Applebloom.

"And I'll ask Rarity." said Sweetie.

"And I gotta ask my mom." said Scootaloo. There was a moment of silence before they all burst out laughing. "That's exactly how this all started." laughed Scootaloo.

"Yeah." agreed Applebloom, "Who woulda thought it would turn out like this?"

"Definitely not us." said Sweetie. Soon their laughter died down.

"Come on." Scootaloo told them, "Let's ask my mom first."

--

"Come on. Please?" asked Scootaloo with large pleading eyes. The changeling finally relished.

"Fine." she sighed.

"Yay!" they cheered.

"Alright guys, here's the plan." said Scootaloo, "We'll go to Ponyville, and split up. Once you two are done, then we'll meet up back at the clubhouse.."

"What'll you do?" asked Sweetie.

"I'm going to gather supplies." Scootaloo told her.

With that they let out a shout of, "Cutie Mark Crusaders go!" and sped off. Chrysalis gave a small smile, and shook her head.

What have I gotten myself into? She wondered.

--

Scootaloo flapped her small orange wings to gain speed as she rod her scooter towards her destination, their clubhouse. When she reached there she skidded to a halt. She laid her bike against the tree, and put her helmet next to it. Then she hopped up the stairs.

She pushed open the door to find the familiar face of her friend, Applebloom. "Hey where's Sweetie?" she asked.

"Sweetie's not here yet." Applebloom told her.

"Oh. Okay. We'll wait for her then." Scootaloo said. They didn't have to wait very long, because a minute later their friend burst in panting.

"Sorry I took so long guys." she said, "Rarity was a little hard to convince."

"That's fine." Scootaloo told her, "I only just got here myself. So you gals ready to go?"

"Yeah!" cheered Sweetie and Applebloom.

"Great." said Scootaloo, "Applebloom, did you brink the waggon?"

"It's right outside." Applebloom told her.

"Awesome! Now let's go!" she said. With that they ran outside. Scootaloo quickly put on her helmet, and attached the waggon to her scooter. "You guys ready?" she asked.

"Ready." said Applebloom.

"Alright. Hold on tight." she told them, "This is gonna be one hay of a ride."

--

Scootaloo folded her scooter back up, and placed it into her bag. She'd taken the long way around to avoid any questions on why they were headed to the Everfree. Luckily there had been no encounters with anyone. "So what should we do first?" asked Sweetie.

"Well first we should put your stuff in my room." she told them, "Then I'll show you around the hive."

"That sounds fun!" said an excited Applebloom.

"It will be." said Scootaloo, "We can play pranks, and snatch some snacks from the kitchen, and all kinds of stuff!"

"Well what are we awaiting for? Let's go!" said Applebloom.

"Yeah!" they cried out, and charged in. Just then Applebloom, and Sweetie skid to a stop.

"What's wrong guys?" asked Scootaloo. Sweetie and Applebloom could feel their cheeks grow hotter.

"Um, where's your room?" asked Applebloom.

--

Applebloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie gave a small giggle at what was about to happen. "This is going to be hilar-" was as far as Sweetie got before a hoof was shoved in her mouth.

"Shh." Scootaloo said, peering around the pot, "She's coming." Applebloom and Sweetie looked around the pot to see that Scootaloo was right. Chrysalis was just now reentering her throne room, and was now headed for her seat. A seat under which was a whoopee cushion.

Scootaloo could barely stifle her chortles as her mother positioned herself to sit regally upon her throne. What she didn't know was that it wouldn't be quite so regal. Then, as soon as Chrysalis sat down, a loud farting noise reverberated across the chambers.

Chrysalis jumped up in surprise, and looked around. It was too much for Scootaloo, and her friends as they burst out laughing. A small smile appeared on her face as she realized what had happened. She levitated the whoopee cushion from under her chair. "I believe this belongs to you." she said.

"Run!" said Scootaloo, snatching the toy, and bolting out of the room, closely followed by her two friends. Chrysalis let out a small chuckle as she watched them run past a confused looking guard, nearly knocking him over. "I wonder what other trouble she'll get int." Chrysalis pondered, "I'm probably going to hear about it tomorrow."

--

Scootaloo and her friends were still laughing by the time they stopped. "That was hilarious." said Sweetie.

"I know right!" agreed Applebloom.

"Come on guys! We still have plenty of pranks to play." Scootaloo told them. Just then her stomach rumbled. "Eheh. Maybe we should get something to eat first." she said.

--

A female changeling stood in the kitchen. On a table next to her was a cookie jar. "Are you sure it's okay to do this?" asked Applebloom.

"Yeah." Scootaloo told her, "Besides, Mom's getting fat. Did you hear when she sat on that whoopee cushion? I thought it was going to pop!" Her two friends  giggled. It was then that the oven dinged. The mare quickly shut it off, and opened it, releasing the enticing scent of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.

She knew how much the Queen loved chocolate chip cookies, and noticed that they were running low so she decided she'd cook some. She used her magic to levitate the tray out, and place it on the counter in front of her. Then she turned to get the cookie jar, only to find it missing. "Wha?" she said, confused.

She then turned around to find that the tray of freshly cooked cookies was missing too, leaving her even more confused. That is until she heard the giggling of fillies. She shook her head, a smile spreading across her face. "Don't eat too many before dinner!" she called out.

She didn't get a response except for more giggling. She sighed, and shook her head. "That girl." she said, "Well I guess I should start making more."

--

Scootaloo and her friends didn't stop until they reached her room. "That was awesome!" said Applebloom.

"I know." agreed Sweetie, "You really do that all the time?"

"Well not ALL of the time." Scootaloo said, taking a bite of a cookie, "You guys should really try these. They're even better than Pinkie's"

"What? No way!" said Applebloom disbelievingly. Sweetie picked one up, and brought it to her mouth, taking a bite. Suddenly her eyes lit up.

"Amazing!" she exclaimed, "They ARE better than Pinkie's" Applebloom scoffed.

"Now I know you're just pulling my leg." she said, "There is absolutely no way-" She cut off when she took a bite. Her eyes widened in surprise. "No way." she said, "They ARE better."

"Told ya." Scootaloo said.

"But how?" she asked, "Pinkie's the best!"

"Yeah, but she doesn't cook for a queen every day." Sweetie pointed out.

"I bet she'd love to know this recipe." Applebloom said.

"I don't know." Scootaloo said reluctantly, "It's an old family recipe."

"C'mon, please?" begged Applebloom, "Think about it. She could make these for us any time we wanted." Scootaloo relented.

"Fine." she agreed.

"Yay!" cried out her two friends. Soon they finished the cookies, and were just lying around.

"So what should we do now?" asked Applebloom.

"How about we-" Scootaloo started, only to get interrupted by a voice outside.

"Dinner is ready." it called.

"Well I guess it's dinner then." said Scootaloo.