The concept of eating Love always gave me more questions.

Eating love is Magic, with a capital M, for the simple reason that it can not be found in nature nor replicated by scientific means.

But what is Love?

Affection obviously, be it for a family member or a romantic partner. But what about other types of love?

The love of a Child to his favorite book series, the love of a Baker to her newest batch of Cookies.

Do those forms of love count as Love? And if so, do all forms of affection count as Love?

Because if so, then the location of the Lycanthropes could be used to answer this question and further my research.

Does one's wholehearted devotion to a cause count as Love?

Because, if Devotion is a form of Love, what is a stronger form of love than a religious figure's undying devotion towards their Idol?

The plan is to forge an Identity that will showcase me as a higher being to the Lycanthropes, creating a religion around that identity.

If a changeling can absorb the Love directed towards himself, or at least an identity that at its core is Him, through the process of Idolization.

Then my supply of Love would theoretically be endless and I would no longer need to manually absorb the Love of those romantically interested in me, opening up more time for research into the more important subjects.

There is still time until I will personally be comfortable enough to safely proclaim myself, even if under disguise, as an Idol for worship.

Therefore I will shelf this research subject for a later date.

It was three days after the discovery of the Diamond Dog hideout that Looper, under the guise of the young and excitable Blaze Glass, was deemed healthy enough to be released from the Buffalo tribe.

Saying goodbye to the Buffalo, and thanking Chief Thuderhooves and Little Strongheart for allowing him a tent to sleep in for the duration of his "Healing", he spent an hour more speaking with the two, until the sun set in the west and the moon rose in the east.

And when the sun was no longer over the horizon, Blaze Glass opened his wings and flew north.

Making his way towards Equestria proper.

And towards where he learned was the highest accumulated storage of magical knowledge in the known world.

The capital city of Canterlot.

Canterlot Immigration office, 3 AM, eight days after the defeat of Nightmare Moon.

A tired mare sat across a receptionist desk in the office of Immigration in Canterlot City.
The office itself is open 24/7 to account for nocturnal species that live in Equestria and abroad.
Sadly the pony who was supposed to be awake at such a time was not as nocturnal as a bat pony, likely a result of her being an Earth Pony instead.

Already on her sixth cup of coffee for the night, Page Ink didn't know why she ever took this job.
Here she was, a graduate of Fillydelphia University, with a bachelor's degree in management, and she spends her days asleep and her nights sitting behind a desk waiting for someone to pass through the doors to the building.

The pay was good, don't get her wrong, but Page could also count with single-digit numbers how many immigrants she actually helped.

The number could be counted by the talons of a Griffon.

So when the bell above the door rang, Page Ink's tired brain didn't hear it.
When the person who entered the building walked up to the only available reception desk, she didn't notice it.
And when he spent ten minutes standing in front of her, she didn't see him.

Only when he cleared his throat in order to catch her attention did she finally notice that someone else was in the building.

'I am so fired for this,' She thought to herself as she quickly despaired over her inability to do her job correctly before she sat up, back straight, and all sense of tiredness drained from her body.

She had a job to do, and she will do it.

So when she finally placed her eyes on the individual across her desk, she imagined them to be a Bat Pony or a Griffon because of the late, or early? hour of the day.

What greeted her instead was the face of a shiny black carapace and two empty teal eyes, a pair of sharp fangs protruding from the mouth of the creature. A smooth black horn extended from the shiny and smooth head of the creature, and a pair of teal, bug wings, extended from its back above what seems to be a chitinous shell.

Its legs, ears, and tail were riddled with holes, like a piece of cloth that was eaten by moths.

The only parts of the body of the creature that didn't seem to be infected by a sort of illness were a black fin on the back of its head, similar to a pony's mane, and the dark blue carapace shell beneath its wings, like a sort of reversed elytra.

For all intents and purposes, the creature was a Bug Pony.

Page Ink took a slow blink, staring blankly into the Bug Pony's almost jewel-like teal eyes before the bug pony seemed to have enough and opened his mouth.

She expected to hear a noise similar to the chittering of insects or the hiss of a snake if the fangs in its mouth were anything to go by.

But she was surprised to hear a clear, if slightly rasped, voice. Talking with a slow yet powerful tone that she expected to hear coming from one of the Nobles in the upper districts of the city, with an accent commonly heard from the older families of nobility visiting from across the ocean.

'Is it Deer?' She couldn't put her hoof from where the accent came from, but she knew it from somewhere.

"Excuse me, But I have been waiting for over ten minutes. I am sure that we both have better things to do with our time than sit here in silence," The Bug Pony said when he noticed that Page Ink was finally paying attention.

"My name is Looper, I am a Changeling, And I am here to request Equestrian citizenship," He introduced himself,
"I come from a land far to the south of here and do not have any legal documents to present to you as a result of my civilization being a more primitive and barbaric people. I do hope that there will be no problem as a result of mine people's uncivilized way of leaving and management that will cause a substantial delay or issue in the process of me getting the legal approval and documents to live in this here country." Page Ink had to slowly blink once more.

She was way too tired to be dealing with a person like Looper, and his old-person way of speaking. 'mine people? Live in this here country? Did he come from the last century?! At least the accent fits.'

"Ahem, yes, sorry, Just sign your name and date of birth here," Page took out a basic form, one that is given immigrants without documents.

Signing his name and approximate date of birth, Looper returned the form to Page, who placed it in a drawer to be looked at by her higher ups when day comes.

"That should be all," She started to explain, "Someone will send you the certificate in seven to ten business days. They will find you so there is no reason to move to a cheaper hotel or place of stay, I hope you have a wonderful time in Equestria Mr. Looper." She finished, earning an understandable nod of the head from the Changeling before he turned around and started walking out of the office before stopping by the exit and turned back to look at her.

"I do suggest you refrain from drinking so much Coffee Miss Ink, I suggest switching it with a safer alternative, I suggest Darjeeling Tea or however your language calls it here." He told her before turning back to the door.

"Wait!" Page yelled at him, stopping him with one leg already outside the office, causing Looper to turn back to look at her.

"How do you know my name?" She asked, confused as to how he knew Ink was in her name, she doesn't remember introducing herself to him.

The look that Looper had when she asked him this question could only barely be considered as amusement with how blank his eyes were, but his answer to her question made her realize what was so amusing about it.

"It is written on your Nameplate, Miss Page Ink." He said before he once again turned away and finally exited the Immigration Office.

Looking at the front of her desk, Page Ink spotted the nameplate that Looper spoke of and proceeded to hide her head behind her legs to hide how embarrassed she felt.

And hours later, she was found in that position, sleeping during her job.

It's no surprise to say she got a stern talking-to from her boss, but luckily she kept the job.

She also switched her drinking habits from coffee to tea similar to the one Looper suggested and her stress levels have reduced drastically ever since, but that is a story for another time.

Author's Note

Happy Easter :)

Happy Passover :)

Happy Spring :)

And Happy plans to start a Cult :)

For science of course

And if your confused as to why Looper decided to get citizenship as a Changeling, the reasoning is that if he got it under disguise, it would be breaking the law and he finds dealing with law enforcement chasing after him to be too bothersome and should be avoided.

That is why the Diamond Dogs are good future cult members/test subjects, being Illegal immigrants that the police don't know exist means that if Looper uses them for his research into Love and Magic the law can't really do anything against him.

For science obviously.

Oh, and Looper has a British accent, similar to Colin Firth, but with a changeling rasp.