All things considered

His mind raced as hechecked his vicinity. “Is this how they make changelings, will I turn if I come in contact with the slime? I need my magic back.” His eyes whent wide as plates. “my magic.. the diamond, where is the diamond!” the adrenaline pumped colt shot through the tunnels back to the room where he had regained concience and halted before the changeling. “Fangs!” his voice was loud enough to make fangs jump up and hide behind the stone slimey slab where they had slept on earlier. “dreamy, why would you scare me like that?” her tone was desparate and turned into a high pitched whisper. “please don’t hurt me, do you know how hard it is to see you sleeping without cuddeling up with you? I’ll never do it again.” Dreamweaver was silent for a second, then proceeded in a calmer but just as harsh tone. “that’s not what I meant.” He tried to hide a blush. “did I have a diamond with me when I first layed on this bed?” Fangs got up and nervously looked around. “no, I never saw a diamond.” As dreamweaver walked closer fangs backed further up against the wall. Weaver lowered his voice. “are you sure about what you saw?” Fangs pushed the stone tablet in weaver’s direction, dashed past him and ran out of the room. The surprised colt turned around, opened his wings and flew after her at a high speed. One after another changeling got bumped out of the way, either by Fangs magic or by weaver’s wings. He wasn’t paying attention to the tunnels anymore, right or left, as long as he could catch her. With barely any room to flap his wings he curved around a corner, ocean bleu eyes followed their targets. Fangs heartbeat was mile high as she ran for her life from the dark-red raging shadow, destened to probably kill her. Suddenly his vision turned bright green and his flight came to a full stop.

Something was wrong… he poked up his head looking for the reason of his stop. He found himself in a dark sphericall room with light-emanating bulges on the wall and a spiraling rock in the middle. The ground was covered in slime wich dimly reflected the yellow bulgelight. Upon looking up he saw a green wall of magic fade away. Fangs voice could be heard infront of him. “he’s getting up again.” The grounded shadow got up, whiped the slime off his coat and looked in the direction of the thieving changeling. Upon the spiraling rock layed the changeling queen with an aluring smile, two ears couls be seen over her back. “I see that you already seduced one of my minions, how was she?” her words may have been meant to tease, but there also was an undertone wich sounded of anger. The recently awoken colt felt his face turn red at her question. “chrysalis, where is my diamond?” her highness rolled with her eyes as her horn started to glow. “let me explain.” Her magic started to glow around him and floated him up to the rock and next to her. He tried to move while she placed him on the rock, but her magic held him in place as she put her hoof around him. Weaver  blushed heavily. He couldn’t move away, no matter how hard he tried. “chrysalis, what are you doing?” Fangs jumped from behind chrysalis and layed down besides weaver, trapping him between her and her queen. “let her explain.” Fangs cowered slightly after receaving an angry look from weaver. The large mare ontop of him nuzzeled his muzzle for attention. “the diamond is in a safe place in my room, why you would want it I don’t understand. You can’t get your magic back yet, so we might aswell keep it safe. She felt how a shock of realisation sparked in his body as he whent numb. With his ears drooped down he looked at the royalty atop him and spoke in a sad tone. “b-but when can I get my magic back?”  the large changeling queen pondered this question and looked at her newly acuired toy. “We first need tofind the unicorns that stole your magic, can you remember their names or appearance?” weaver wiggled slightly. “can you get of me already?!” chrysalis chuckled and petted his head. “just answer the question dear..” the colt thought for a second and spoke slowly. “I heard the guards say their names.. enchantus, encantus and..” weaver contorted his face to a frown as he realised he hadn’t seen the last spellcaster, nor heard his name. “I don’t know anything about the third, but we can probably get his name from the other two.” Fangs layed her head against his neck and spoke cheerfully. “and I’m going to help you in capturing them.” Chrysalis nodded at her and looked at dreamweaver. “in the mean time I’ll give you a decent substitute for your own magic, but only if you promis to be a nice boy and if you do something for me.” Her eyes narrowed to a seductive look and a sneaky smile came on her face. Dreamweaver felt slightly intimidated and wondered what she could possiblt mean with that something. “what do you want me to do then?” she merely chuckeled at his terrified voice when he asked. “when the time is right you will know, now.” the kipnapper whispered in her captives ear. “just say.. I do.” Weaver had a feeling that this would be a problem later. “I do?” he looked at her in confusement as he spoke, wasn’t he supposed to say he promised? Chrysalis on the other hoof seemed straingly happy, as if she had just taken over equestria. The prince felt his lungs deflate as the two mare like creatures surprised him with a cuddle attack. “can’t… breath!” Fangs curled her tail around his and loudly cheered. “and once you are turned I can get hatchlings of my own with you.” Chrysalis stood up in shock. “you want him?!” the dark-red colt untangled his tail and dashed out from underneath her, making sure there was a big distance between them. “once I’m turned?! You are not getting me into on of those cocoons!” fangs jumped from desperation. “but how can we get to those wizards without disquises and how can we be togheter afterwards?” the changeling queen put a hoof to her face in annoyance. “dreamweaver, you are not going to be together and I don’t need to put you in a cocoon to give you changeling magic.” Weaver and fangs simultaniously asked. “you don’t?”