My Little Supernatural Grimm Adventure Show

Crowley was pissed. He had plans to work on, deals to oversee, and angels to run from. He did not need Discord calling him whenever he wanted. Though, is it really calling when he was just brought into existence next to the god of chaos in the middle of the woods?

“What now Discord?” he asked reluctantly.

“Why Crowley, I thought you’d like to meet our new ally. Chrysalis,” Discord said as a woman stepped out. She had long swamp blue hair that was patchy and disheveled and bright green eyes that were cat like in pupil shape. She wore a long black dress that faded to teal, which was freckled with moth holes large and small that revealed patches of greenish skin over her body.

“How do you do Crowley?” she asked with an evil grin. In doing so she revealed a mouth full of sharp teeth, which added to her cat like appearance, and flared behind her wings that looked like those of a mosquito which were also speckled with holes.

“You look like a piece of sewer trash. What is she?”

“She is The Queen,” a scrawny voice said as a group of ten people appeared, all looking alike with swamp blue hair, murky dark green eyes, sharp teeth, black pants, and teal shirts. The only thing that separated them was the fact that the female looking ones had longer blue hair. On their backs fluttered smaller versions of the mosquito wings of Chrysalis.  Then the voice spoke again, “and you shall respect her.” The voice came from a lone male in the front who looked at Crowley with the murky green eyes, all iris.

Crowley calmed his heart rate, which had raced at the sudden appearance of the crowd, ready to flee yet keeping his cool on the outside.

“Why, I didn’t know that demons had hearts,” one of the female ones said with a smile of her sharp teeth. “How delightful.”

“Wonderful little children,” Crowley said with a roll of his eyes before looking to Discord and asking, “What do they do?”

“Well,” Discord said, “They do what you do, only on a much bigger scale.”

“Yes,” Chrysalis said. “We are Changelings.”

“I am afraid that this doesn’t mean anything to me,” Crowley said, unimpressed.

“Well then, how about a demonstration. Rattlesnake, come out darling,” Chrysalis called out into the forest behind them.

Crowley was about to say something, when a figure stepped out from behind one of the trees. It looked exactly like Crowley. The doppelganger walked over to him, a cautious look on its face. Crowley’s mouth, for the first time that night, curled up in a wicked smile as it painted across his face.

“Oh, I know just what to do with you,” he sneered.

RainbowDash swam in the blue of the sky. It felt different, yet similar. Landing felt different too, and slightly awkward. The group had decided that she needed someone to spot her when she flew, and that she should probably stick to above the forest. This was fine, but now she needed to land in a meadow of some sort, careful not to hit the day’s spotter, Mordecai.

“RAINBOW!” he called up to her, “RAINBOW! DEAN IS BACK!”

Dean was taking two groups to get the protection tattoos, Rainbow requesting she be put in the second group to practice as long as she could.

“OKAY! I’M COMING DOWN!” she yelled back down. She shifted her wings to land in the meadow in front of her, but her newly lengthy limbs caught on a pine tree on the edge of the meadow, swinging her upside down. Her wings tangled in the pointy needles as her legs came free, leaving her hanging by her wings.

“Are you okay?” Mordecai asked.

“Oh yea, believe me, this has happened A LOT in Equestria.”

“Really, ha…”

“What?”

“It’s just that, well, you keep saying you were the best flyer from Equestria. Sooo, the other Pegasuses must be TERRIBLE!” Mordecai laughed.

“First of all, it’s Pegasi! Second of all, can you help me down from here?”

“Sure,” Mordecai said, pulling back one of the main branches holding up the wings, causing Rainbow to fall to the ground, “Oh my gosh! Are you okay?” he asked stooping down to help the rainbow-haired girl off of the ground.

“Yea, I’ve been worse!” Rainbow said getting up. “Come on! Their probably wondering where we are!” she said, running in the direction of Monroe’s house. Rainbow often wondered why they always went to Monroe’s. She had originally guessed that he was the only that lived in the area. Then again Nick lived in Portland too, so maybe there was another reason.

As they were running back, she began to feel week in her legs as a head ache formed.

“Mordo, I don’t think I’m feeling so good, maybe I hit my head  a bit harder than I thought on that crash…” Rainbow said, falling to the ground.

“I’m not feeling that good either,” Mordecai said, falling to the ground himself.

“Wow! I’ve never been in a tattoo parlor before! That was amazing! And it only hurts a little!” Pinkie said, the left sleeve on her pink t-shirt rolled up to reveal the tattoo.

“Pinkie, I understand that you’re excited, but can you please stop jumping around me when I’m trying to show Rarity how to shoot an arrow?” Monroe asked angrily through gritted teeth for about the fourth time in those ten minutes.

“Especially when the apple is on top of my head,” Nick said. “Why did I agree to this in the first place?”

“First of all, you didn’t agree to anything. You thought of the idea. And two, I think you’re an idiot for doing so,” Rosalie said from where she emerged from the forest with Fluttershy.

“Hey, speaking of tattoos, where are RainbowDash and Mordecai?” Dean asked, “We’re leaving again soon.”

“She was flying, but I went out to tell Mordecai to tell her to come back soon,” Pinkie assured.

“Hey guys, sorry we’re late,” Rainbow’s laid back voice came as they turned to see her and Mordecai coming out of the woods. “I wanted to get in just one more lap before we left.”

“Which she sucked at,” Mordecai said with a laugh.

“Shut up!” Rainbow said, punching him a bit in the arm.

Mordecai rubbed his shoulder a bit as he continued to laugh. “Well, let’s get going,” he said.

“Yea, finally,” Dean said, leading them.

Suddenly though, Rigby picked up a silver knife and pressed it against Mordecai’s skin. The skin that had made contact with the knife sizzled as Mordecai fell in pain, clutching his arm as he did.

“Waspwing!” Rainbow said, falling to his side.

“Rigby! What did you do?” Dean asked.

“That’s not Mordecai!” he yelled as everyone came over to check on him.

But then, Mordecai changed form, turning quite a bit shorter and his skin a murky green color with swamp blue hair. He looked like something out of a horror film.

“It’s a changeling!” Twilight yelled in terror.

Rainbow sneered, reverting to her changeling look also which appeared the same, only the hair was longer. “It doesn’t matter. We could have gotten all of you two if that rat hadn’t done that!” she said in a voice that sounded like decaying branches. She whirled around saying “But we have your friends, and you’ll never see them again!”

She began to cackle loudly at that, before a gun was fired and a silver bullet was in her chest. The changeling turned to dust then as they all turned to see Fluttershy with a revolver in her hand. Her eyes were demented and she dropped the barrel to point at the other one, who had been called Waspwing.

“You monsters!” she half-shouted. It sounded like she was crying, but she had a blank yet angry look on her face without a tear being shed. Waspwing’s eyes filled with fear as she was about to pull the trigger. But, just before she could a hand covered hers on the gun, and she looked down to see Rigby looking up at her from where he held the hand. She dropped the gun and fell to her hands and knees in tears. Rigby handed the gun over to Sam with a serious look on his face, and Sam put the gut away.

“Oh, this is simply delightful!” Discord chuckled from where he watched the scene, sitting on an upside-down chair while looking through a pair of backwards binoculars.

“Delightful?!” Chrysalis yelled, “That girl just killed Snaggletooth! And the runt injured Waspwing!”

“So what sewer-rubbish?” Crowley said, far over his fear of the Changelings, “You always have to break a few eggs. Especially if those eggs are spoiled.”

“What if I sent out a few of my so-called eggs and they killed a few dozen or so of yours?” Chrysalis challenged.

“I doubt you could first of all,” Crowley said, not looking away from his binoculars, “And second of all, I wouldn’t give a damn.”

“Now now, Chrysalis. Hold off on the threats for a while,” Discord said, calming the queen down. “We still haven’t failed. The ball is still in our court. Crowley, will they interrogate him?”

“Knowing those boys, absolutely. They’ve carved into every demon they could to get information,” Crowley said with a confused look.

“Good then, Chrysalis, have your changelings move our guests to that park those demons heard about. And be back quickly. I have a nice little bonding activity for you two to get to!” Discord said. Chrysalis gave a curt nod to Discord and a lingering stare on Crowley before she left the room. Discord then pulled out a banana, which he pealed and said into “Oh Screwball?” as if it were a telephone “Daddy has a special job for you.”

“Alright, Mosquito-sting or whatever your name is, where are they?” Dean asked, kneeling in front of the changeling and waving the silver knife in his face.

“Oh, you think that *pant* threatening to carve me up *pant* like a turkey will get me *pant* to talk? No chance,” the changeling spit back.

“You know,” Nick said, coming into the room, where Waspwing was tied up in a chair, and standing next to Dean, “he’s right. I’ll just go out and get my Schulterzerschlagen.”

“What’s that?” Dean asked curiously.

“Oh, it’s this thing that you clamp on someone’s arm and it crushes the shoulder and dislocates the bone,” Nick said, clamping his hand over Waspwing’s shoulder and making the changeling jump.

“Come on Nick,” Monroe said, coming in the room with Rosalie. “That would be an insult. No, what we need to use is your Auge-Sauger. It’ll gouge his eye out perfectly, but he’ll still be alive to see it!”

“Yea, and then we can use this thing I have back at the shop,” Rosalie chimed in. “It will liquefy his organs one by one, but it will never touch his heart, lungs, or brain so he can enjoy everything until he finally passes out or dies of internal bleeding!”

Their voices were so delightful that you would never guess they were talking about torturing a living thing. But it only made Waspwing feel all the more like he was going to throw up.

“Hey, why don’t we ask him what he wants to do?” Dean said, joining in.

They all turned to Waspwing who burst into tears saying “Okay, okay! I’ll talk! Just don’t hurt me!”

Everyone sat in the living room. Fluttershy was crying softly and using Rigby as a human stuffed animal, Sam was sitting next to them on the sofa with Twilight next to him, Rarity shared the armchair with Pinkie, and Apple jack simply leaned against the wall. Everyone was dead silent. No one said a single word, nothing but the soft sound of Fluttershy’s cries and the extremely hushed sound Dean, Monroe, Nick, and Rosalie interrogating Waspwing in Monroe’s work room.

Just then, there was a knock at the door.