[FLUTTERRAPE] The Shifting Sands of Ponyville

>Day Roommates in Equestria
>Wake up
>Walk over to the bathroom
>First thing you notice - The toothbrush
>It's covered in slime, again
>Growl
>Clean it as best you can
>Grimace
>Begin brushing your teeth
>Still tastes like whatever the fuck it tastes like
>Such a strange taste, even through the toothpaste
>Finish brushing and hop in the shower
>The water is set to sub-arctic temperatures
>Again
>You scream like a girl and leap out of the shower, tripping up on your wet feet and slamming your head against the tiled floor
AARGH FUCK!
>You lie on the floor for a second, wet, naked, and nursing your no doubt fractured skull
>Eventually you get back up and adjust the temperatures to what you prefer
>Molten water
>Let out a long drawn out breath as the water turns your skin bright red from the heat
>Lovely
>All clean and hygienic, you get out and dry yourself off, ending the routine with a relaxing shit.
>Vulgar, yes. Necessary, definitely. Should have done it before shower? Absolutely.
>Make a mental note to swap the routine around
>For a while you sit upon your porcelain throne, pondering life and the universe
>You almost forget that your life is a myriad of problems and awkward situations
>And then you hear the all too familiar knock on the door, followed by the all too familiar scream that makes up this all too familiar morning routine
>Sigh
>Flush the toilet and pull on some clothes before stomping downstairs
>Walk through the kitchen on the way to the front door
>Look up
>A pony is stuck to the ceiling, trembling
Mornin'.
>She squeals in response
>Fucking Sandy.
>You are Anonymous.
>And your roommate is fucking weird.

1/?

>Stroll over to the front door and open it
>Look down
>Fluttershy is stood on your doorstep, as usual
>Call back into the house
It's ok, Sandy. It's just Fluttershy... Again...
>Sandy calls back from your kitchen ceiling
>"Exactly!"
>You hear a crash, indicating that she let go and broke the kitchen table for the 5th time this month.
>Turn back and look at Fluttershy
What.
>"Oh I was j-just wondering if you wanted to try my own h-homemade lemonade!"
>She pulls out glass of ungodly liquid
>It's black, bubbling, letting off putrid yellow smog, and seems to be burning through the glass in several places
>Fluttershy smiles
>"D-drink up, Anon!"
Wait right here
>You head back into the house
>Return with a broom
>Smack the glass out of Fluttershy's hoof with it
>The glass hits the floor and shatters
>The black liquid seems to become more viscous, turning into a small black blob, complete with sticky looking arms that it uses to drag itself along the floor
>It creates itself a mouth and shrieks at you and Fluttershy before rolling away down the hill
>"Oh... G-glitterpuffs!"
Language, Fluttershy.
>She squeaks
>"I'll get you next time, Anon!"
>She flies away
>Shout after her
IT'S BEEN 5 FUCKING WEEKS, FLUTTERSHY!
>Walk back inside to inspect the damage
>Sandy is trying to apply CPR to a broken table leg
>"SIR! CAN YOU HEAR ME WITH YOUR EARS?"
Sandy.
>She looks up
>"Good Evening!"

2/?

>Sigh
Just... Let’s just eat breakfast, okay?
>"That sounds incredible! Fantastic!"
>She sits down on a chair and smiles at you
>You roll your eyes and go over to the cupboard to get some cereal out
>You still have no idea how your life came to this
>It was bad enough ending up here in Equestria
>But Sandy... Well.
>Sandy was different from other ponies.

>Day Sandy in Equestria
>Be Anon
>Homeowner
Ms Mayor, I cannot thank you enough for this house, seriously. How can I repay you?
>The Mayor smiles up at you
>"Consider it a gift, Anon. You're the only one of your kind here, and I feel that it's my civil duty to look after you!"
You're too kind, really.
>"Also you have to pay me 15 bits a month on mortgage"
Fuckin' A.
>She grins at you and trots off
>"Have a pleasant day, Mr Anonymous!"
>You watch her go
>Turn back to look at the front of your house
>Sigh happily
>It's a modest abode
>2 stories
>2 bedrooms
>A fully functioning bathroom
>Plenty of space
>Strong walls
>Fully soundproofed
>And it's all yours.
>You try to contain your excitement as you fumble with the keys to unlock the front door
>Push it open
>Ahh... It's got that new house smell

3/?

>Look around your new home in silent wonder, stroking the walls and furniture
>Hard to believe it's all yours
>Up until now you had been living with Fluttershy
>And her padlocked box of "Fun Surprises"
>That was a load of bullshit.
>Anal beads aren't a fun surprise at all
>You sit down in your lounge, enjoying the comfy sofa you were provided with
>This is the life...
>A loud knocking interrupts the tranquil silence
>Smile
>Your first ever visitor!
>Practically dance over to the door
>Open it
>A tan coloured pony with a maroon mane is looking at you like someone who just watched a church implode
Uhh, hello, miss. Are you okay?
>"INGREDIENTS."
What?
>"I meant hello?"
>What the fuck.
>"Yes!... Hello? Hello! Hello is what I meant."
Are you... Did you break out of an asylum or something?
>"Asylum?... Asylum."
>She blinks
>"YES! ASYLUM! I seek asylum with you."
Wait, what?
>She nods and trots past you into the house
>You stammer and try to piece together what's going on
Hey, you can't just come in here, this is my house! I have to invite you in!

4/?

>The pony is running laps around the sofa
>She's counting them as she goes
>"5... 6... 7... 8... 9.... 10!"
>She stops and beams at you
>Gawp at her
>"Now we are roommates! Yes."
>You mouth the words "What the fuck"
>She licks her lips and looks around nervously
>"Are we... Friends now? Is that how these things work?"
I don't...
>No. Fuck this, time to be assertive.
>Clear your throat
Get out of my house, NOW.
>The pony stares at you
>"Of course!"
>She laughs very deliberately and canters out the front door, even shutting it behind her
>God damn that was weird
>Walk to the front door and lock it, just to be safe
>Go to the kitchen to make some food, if you even have any
>Thoughts of the pony are circling your mind
>What the hell was she even doing?
>Open the fridge
>"HELLO! THIS IS A NORMAL THING?"
>Scream at the top of your lungs
>The pony falls out of the fridge and shudders
>"It was cold in that box. Hardly a fitting bed!"
HOW THE FUCK DID YOU EVEN GET IN?
>She turns around and points to the back door
>It's wide open
Oh.
>Pick her up
>"My name is Shifting Sands!"
I don't give a shit.
>Throw her out the back door and lock it

5/?

>Lean against it and listen for a second
>You can hear her talking to herself
>"No no no! Not part of the plan. Need a safe place! This house sure is nice... That's normal? That's normal!"
>You shake your head
>She must be mentally damaged or something
>That's... Kinda sad, really.
>Look back at the fridge
>Empty
>Damn.
>You walk back into the lounge and pick up your bag
>Enough bits for some food
>Tomorrow you can search for work
>You unlock the front door and peer outside
>No sign of the pony
>Quickly shut the door behind you and lock it
>Your house is on the edge of Ponyville, along with a string of other houses
>It's a 5 minute walk to the market, which is pretty good.
>You walk through the busy market square, your eyes darting from stall to stall
>You notice Big Mac running his stand
>Walk on over
Morning, Mac!
>He nods at you
Could I please have as many apples as this will buy?
>Place 10 bits on the counter
>He looks at it
>And gives you 9 apples
>You don't argue with the maths
>It just works
Thanks, Mac.
>He nods at you
>Not much a talker, that one.
>You walk from stand to stand, buying various items. All of them vegetables.
>What you wouldn't give for some meat
>You'll talk with Twilight later about it
>A short while later, you head back home carrying two bags full of veg
>When your house comes into view, you begin to get nervous
>The pony wouldn't have stuck around, would she?

6/?

>You struggle to unlock the door with your hands full
>Manage to open it and stumble into the house
>And to your complete horror
>It's... Empty
>Predictable, really.
>You walk into the kitchen and set the food down on the counter
>Turn back around
>"I MADE YOU THIS BECAUSE I LOVE YOU ARE WE FRIENDS NOW?"
>Once more, you scream
>The Pony is hovering in front of your face, her wings like a hummingbird's and a pleased look on her face
>She's carrying a crude drawing of you and her in front of the house
>It's drawn in what appears to be grass stains
>You'll give credit where it's due, this can't have been easy to do
>You take the more gentle approach
>She might be unstable
Okay then! This is very nice!
>Carefully take the drawing from her
How about we get you to the hospital? The nice ponies there can look after you!
>She cocks her head
>"Hospital? Why would I need that? Don't be crazy, Anonymous."
>She turns around and trots into the lounge, sitting down on the sofa
...What?
>Follow her and sit in the chair across from her
>She smiles at you when you sit down
>"Greetings there!"
>Stare at her
>Time to try and communicate with this thing

7/?

So uhh. What's your name again?
>"My birth title is Shifting Sands! I even have a cutie mark, see?"
>She shows you her ass
>A cutie mark of a panda's face rests upon it
>How does that even...
>And hold on, when did she get wings?
>Wasn't she an Earth Pony this morning?
Okay then. Shifting Sands... Why are you trying to stay in my house?
>"Well I do not have one. No sir, I don't. It's quite sad. Yes."
Uh huh. Well I agree with you there. But why mine? Can't you get your own house?
>"I could NOT get my own house. Nu uh. That isn't a logical choice to make at this time."
>This pony.
You have a very... Bizarre way of speaking.
>"What are you making noises with your mouth about? I'm just speaking normally. I find this conversation offensive!"
>She throws a pillow at you
>Catch it in mid-air with one hand
>"Excellent catch, Anonymous!"
How do you know my name?
>"I heard you talking to the elected official of the village!"
You mean... The Mayor?
>"No."
No?
>"I meant yes"
Alright then.
>She smiles at you
>You honestly don't know how to feel
>Time to get serious
Shifting Sands-
>"Call me Sandy. I like the shortening of my name to Sandy."
Sandy, then. Why don't you have a home?
>"I just got into town. Just moved here from another town. Don't have a home in this town at the moment."
I see. Don't you have family to support you?
>"I have a family! Yes!
>She seems incredibly happy at this
>"I love them very much."

8/?

Are they not able to send you... Money?
>"Ehh. Money. Who needs it?"
You do. Because money is what you need to survive in this day and age, it seems.
>She seems shocked
>"I don't need money!... Do I? Where can I get some?"
Ha, well. You'll have to work to earn some. But I don't think anyone will be willing to give you a job with you acting like uhh...
>Motion to her entire body
This.
>"What if I help you work? I can work! I never get tired!"
I seriously doubt that. And no, you can't help me work. I don't even have a job yet.
>"This must change! We must get you a place of work!"
I plan to do so tomorrow. But we need to sort out you first.
>"My name is Sandy!"
>Sigh and rest your elbows on your knees, cupping your face in your hands
>Sandy laughs
>"I was just fooling, Anon! A joke! Back home, jokes are appreciated."
Yeah... I'm sure they are.
>"So are we roommates now?"
I don't know. Are we? I don't remember even mentioning it.
>"Of course we are! I drew you a picture and can help you! I'm the best at being a roommate! Accept me now!"
>She jumps onto your lap and pushes your back against the chair with her hooves
>She's... Strong
>She narrows her eyes and pushes her face into yours
>"ACCEPT ME."
O-okay?
>She jumps off
>"Excellent! I shall live here now! We will be the best friends! Allies! Comrades! Chums!"
>Still stunned by her show of force, you squeak out a word that seems highly relevant all of a sudden
Prisoners?
>She turns to you
>"Yes!"

9/?

>Back to the present, and in the kitchen
>Sandy is still sat on her chair
>"Anonymous! Are you feeling fine?"
>You've been staring at the wall for a while now, thinking about past events
>"Anonymous!"
Huh, what?
>"You've been staring at that wall for a while now, thinking about past events, most likely"
Oh, right, sorry.
>Pour the milk on the breakfast
>Give the bowl to Sandy
>She's not that bad, really. She's actually completely harmless
>For you
>She has a hidden nasty streak
>And is fiercely protective of you
>You're not sure why
>You once confronted her about it
>She said that if anything happened to you, she would be alone in the house, and being alone scares her
>You couldn't help but feel a twang of guilt at that
>Not too many people are scared of being alone
>But you tend to keep her close most of the time, so she's happy.
>She also does... Peculiar things. Usually involving other ponies that are near you.
>"Anon!"
What.
>"What are we doing today?"
You know what we're doing, Sandy. I'M going to work, and you're going to follow me as usual. And then when work is finished I'll see you sat next to some poor pony's unconscious body.
>"They must be eradicated! It is law!"
Yeah, sure.
>"Shall we head off?"
No. I need breakfast first-

10/?

>Sandy flies up to the cupboard, tears the door off its hinges and grabs the cereal
>She then pins you down and force-feeds you oats for about 2 minutes
>It's horrible
>You cried the entire time
>She laughed and said that it was for the greater good
>After that experience, you and Sandy are walking towards work.
>Or rather, you are walking to work, Sandy is following you.
>"Anon!"
What.
>"Why are you so unhappy?"
I just want a normal day today, Sandy. No bullshit.
>"I shall try. But I must protect you from invasion parties."
>She latches onto your head like a fuzzy hat, her forelegs clamped onto the sides of your face
>"You never know when they'll attack."
>You'll admit one thing
>Over the weeks, her speaking has become better. She doesn't make as many strange mistakes or hiccups.
>She's still a fucking weirdo, though.
>"OVER THERE!"
>She uses her forelegs to turn your head to the side
>A nearby bush has sprouted yellow wings
>She hisses in your ear
>"Eeeeeeneeeemieeeeeeees!"
Yes, Sandy. I see them. Stop being weird. And get the hell off my head, my neck is getting sore.
>"Oh. My humblest sorries"
>She slides off your head and takes to hovering alongside you
>"I will protect you, Anon. You can trust me"
I wouldn't trust you with cardboard box. Now PLEASE.
>You turn to her
Let me work. Just... Go and do something else for today. I need my space.
>She lands on the floor and looks up at you sadly
>"What am I supposed to accomplish on my own?"
I don't know. You'll find something to do. You always do.

11/?

>Anonymous enters the flower shop and shuts the door
>You are Sandy
>You are... Alone.
>Look around at the town
>Ponies are going about their business, taking no notice of you
>You squirm slightly
>Anon's words echo through your mind
>You'd hate to let him down
>You just need to stay strong for a few hours. That's all.
>You pick up a faint rustling in a bush nearby
>Cringing slightly at the noise, you look at it
>The bush grows legs and waddles over to the window of the flower shop, oblivious to you
>The little yellow stumps and slightly throbbing wings give you an idea who it is
>Narrow your eyes
>March over
>The bush is now peering inside the window, wings frequently shuddering
>Stand directly behind the bush
RAINBOW DASH.
>The bush screams and head-butts the glass
>Oh no! If Anon knows you've been screwing around he'll hate you forever!
>...Sometimes even you don't understand your own mind
>Whatever the case, you tackle Rarity and pin her against the wall underneath the window
>It slides open and Anon's head pokes out
>"Hello? Anyone out there?"
>You stay motionless
>Twilight Sparkle has other plans, and is squirming
>You hold him close in a vice and clasp a hoof over his mouth
>Anon sighs and grumbles to himself
>"Damn kids..."
>The window shuts
>Let go of Applejack
>She falls to the floor, gasping for breath
>She shakes herself like a dog, the leaves and twigs falling around her
>Fluttershy g-
>OOOOH, that makes MUCH more sense.
>Fluttershy glares at you

12/?

>"What the sugar coated tea leaves are you doing?"
Language, Fluttershy.
>Anon would be so proud of you if he heard you say that
>You smile at the thought
>She fumes
>"Y-you don't tell me to watch my language, missy! I'm here for Anon!"
Yeah? Well I guess I'm protecting him from you. If I don't, you'll kill him and take over our house!
>Fluttershy seems shocked
>"I-I-I don't want to k-kill Anon!"
Oh. Then why are you spying on him
>"He's... Umm..."
>She starts pawing the ground
>Her rear legs shudder
>You don't understand
Well, what? What is it?
>"I w-want his..."
>She mumbles under her breath
>Luckily, you've got a great sense of hearing
Monkey dick. Got it.
>What the hell is monkey dick.
What the hell is monkey dick?
>Fluttershy lights up
>"Y-you don't know? Ohh my goodness! Well, Anon had this amazing thing under his clothes! It makes such delicious cream..."
Huh. Cream? From Anon? Sounds nasty.
>"Oh no! It's very umm salty."
>She giggles to herself
>Salt
>Yuck
>You hate salt
>Hell, you hate most food. You only eat it to seem normal
And why exactly do you want this cream?
>"If he makes some for me, it shows that he loves me!"
Interesting...

13/?

>Fluttershy begins a rant on how she's been trying to get Anon to love her, and she can only do that if she gets him to make cream for her. Because apparently that's how love works
>You don't fully understand
>All you know is that she quivers every time she says 'Anon'
>Weird pony.
>"...And then, we'll get married and have foals!"
>Well that's just not right at all
>That's an insult to the laws of science
You and Anon can't have foals, you aren't even the same species.
>"W-well love will find a way!"
Love doesn't work like that.
>Fluttershy is getting Flustered...shy.
>"Oh, and I s-suppose you know everything about love, huh?"
I know enough. But biology isn't love. Stop being crazy.
>"Ooooh- HUGGYBEARS!"
Language.
>"I d-don't need to talk to you! All I need is my Anon!"
>She makes a dash for a nearby cellar entrance, leading underneath the shop
>Oh gods no
>She throws open the entrance and disappears underground
>You follow suit, closing the doors behind you.
>Because that's the polite thing to do. Anon always said he liked how polite you were
>You swell at the thought of him thanking and praising you
>You liked being praised
>You also hear Fluttershy stumbling around in the dark
>Fortunately for you, your eyes adjust quickly, and you navigate around the various boxes and other instruments easily
>You find Fluttershy with her leg caught in a box of Lilly Seeds
>Smirk
Oh dear. Looks like you're in quite a bind!
>She looks around frantically
>"W-where are you? Could you help me please?"
>Cock your head
>She can't see you?

14/?

>Fluttershy nervously scans the room
>She looks past you twice
>It's not that dark, is it?
>You hear a door open somewhere
>"Oh god, it's pitch black in here!"
>ANON
>IF HE FINDS YOU HE'LL EXILE YOU
>You one again tackle Fluttershy
>She lets out half a scream before you ram half of your foreleg in her mouth
>"Who's there? I just heard you. Come out."
>You clutch Fluttershy, who is writhing and trying to break free
>Can't let her
>Anon won't be safe with her near him
>"Come on, don't waste my time. I JUST heard you!"
>Another voice joins him
>"Anon? What's wrong?"
>"Hey, Rose. I think there's someone in the cellar"
>She chuckles
>"It might be rats. Celestia knows we have a lot down here"
>Anon grunts
>"I'll be back, rats. And I'll squash all of you!"
>Rose giggles
>"Come on, Mr Rat-squasher. I'm not paying you to shout at nothing"
>The door shuts
>You let go of Fluttershy
>She panics and starts running around in circles, trying to find you
>"W-WHERE... WHERE ARE YOU?!"
>You stare at her, amused
>She stops dead still, panting, her ears twitching madly
>Sneak up behind her
Ingredients.
>She lets out a howl and runs forward, straight into a nearby wall
>You can hear the noise her face makes when it hits it from here
>Wince
>She'll feel that later on

15/?

>The door opens
>"Ok, Anon. I heard that as well. Got a light?"
>"Yup."
>You hide behind some boxes and watch as Anon and Rose walk through the cellar, searching for what made the noise
>Your heart leaps at the sight of him
>A smile creeps onto your face
>Anon and Rose search through a few boxes until Rose finds Fluttershy
>"Oh Celestia! Anon, I've found somep0ny!"
>"Who?"
>"...Fluttershy"
>Anon groans and goes over to Rose
>He nudges Fluttershy with his foot
>She doesn't move
>Grumbling, he grabs her tail and drags her up the steps to into the shop, Rose following behind him
>No! He's taking her right where she wants to go!
>You weave between boxes and sneak up the stairs as quietly as you can
>Push open the door slightly
>The shop is empty
>You see Fluttershy's upper half disappear around a corner
>She's wide awake and smiling straight at you
>Glare
>You ought to just run over there and confront her
>But... Anon will be disappointed
>You opt to continue your stealthy approach
>Nudge open the door a little bit more and begin skulking through the shop
>You hear hoofsteps
>Duck behind a giant cactus
>Rose trots back into the display room and takes her place behind the counter, pulling out a magazine and burying her face in it
>You watch her for a while, your eyes darting from her to the place Anon dragged Fluttershy
>Need to distract her somehow...

16/?

>You notice an empty flowerpot next to you
>Grin

>You are Rose
>Notice the cactus in the corner shuffle slightly
>You look up and narrow your eyes at it
Hello?
>Nothing
>You go back to reading the magazine
>The cactus shuffles again
Ok, seriously. Is that you, Anon? Fluttershy?
>Go back to your magazine
>A flowerpot crashes into the wall next to you
What the f-
>A Pony then collides with you
>You try to scream but she rams her entire foreleg in your mouth
>Tastes like dairy products.
>You struggle but the pony wraps another leg around your throat
>Your struggles get weaker as you are starved for air
>Your vision goes darker and sound becomes more muffled, the sound of your rapid heartbeat pounding in your ears
>And you're out.

17/?

>You are Sandy
>Master of Stealth
>With Rose out of the way, you quickly hop over the counter and make your way to the back of the store
>A flight of stairs leads to the second story of the building, no doubt where Anon took Fluttershy
>You hear muffled screams coming from upstairs
>Pick up the pace, using your wings to flap upstairs
>You come to the door where the noises are coming from
>Crash through the door
>Anon is tied up on the bed, a pair of socks in his mouth Fluttershy grinning madly at him
>They both look at you
>Fluttershy squeals
>Anon makes a happy sounding noise
>With the stage set, you unleash your complimentary one liner, much to the entertainment of the audience and readers.
Ingredients.
>Fluttershy's eye twitches
>"W-WHY CAN'T YOU JUST LEAVE US ALONE?"
>She charges forward and punches you in the face
>You're too stunned to think about what just happened
>You go down like a sack of spuds
>Anon groans over his socks
>Fluttershy pants
>"I-I'm sorry. But I need to show Anon that I love him!"
>She flutters back over to the bed and begins licking Anon's face
>You sit up, rubbing the side of your face and wincing
>Anon is making a pathetic sobbing sound
>Fluttershy is moaning every time she licks
>You stand up, legs shaking and head spinning
>Fluttershy sees this and flies back over to you
>She hovers out of your reach
>You unfurl your wings to fly but she swoops down and punches you again
>You hit the floor and groan
>Why is she hitting so hard?

18/?

>Fluttershy pulls back to dish out the final blow when hole burns through the ceiling and a black blob lands in her mane
>The blob screams
>Fluttershy screams
>Anon screams
>You scream
>Fluttershy drops to the floor and starts rolling around
>"GET IT OFF GET IT OOOFF!"
>You watch in awe as a small sentient piece of black goo chews on her left ear, making happy little "nom" sounds every now and again
>While she's fighting for her left ear and mane, you trot over to Anon
>Undo his binds
>He sits bolt upright and hugs you
>"Thanks, Sandy."
>Your heart is hammering in your chest
>You cannot contain your blush
I- I can't think properly right now at the moment. Yes. No?
>Anon chuckles and smiles warmly at you
>"I owe you one"
>You stammer and try to find words to say
>At that moment, Fluttershy manages to get the blob off her
>She throws it in a random direction
>It lands on your face
>The blob, only concerned with eating, bites your face
>Pain overtakes you and you let out a cry
>Anon tries to scrape the blob off with a sock
>Fluttershy is huddled on the floor
>The blob stops biting
>It stays motionless
>After a short while it drops to the floor, rolls to the nearby window and burns a hole in the glass
>It looks back at you and says
>"Missy, you taste like crap."
>Then it's gone.

19/?

>You smile nervously and look back at Anon
Heh. Blobs, right?
>He's staring at you, a confused look on his face
>"Sandy... What the hell?"
>What.
>Fluttershy sits up and glares at you, her face badly burnt and scabbed, and her ear chewed up.
>Her glare turns to a look of shock
>"Oh- OH! OH NO!"
>She takes flight and smashes through the window
>You watch her go and look back at Anon
>He takes a step away from you
What's wrong?
>"Yeah... That's what I was thinking."
>You look around for a mirror
>See one near the wall
>Trot on over
>Look into it
>You stare back
>And the place where the blob was chewing is now jet black and shiny
>A corner of your mouth was also touched, and you see a single fang poking out
>Your eye was completely enveloped, and a bright blue narrow eye looks back
>Oh.
>...
>Bugger.

20/?

>You turn away from it and look back at Anon sadly
>He gawps at you
>"Sandy, I don't understand."
>You sigh and release the enchantment
>Your tan coat and maroon mane fade away and the familiar black chitinous plating replaces it
>Your horn reforms itself and your wings buzz slightly
>Anon takes another step back
>"So what, you're like a bug, or something?"
I'm... A changeling.
>Realisation seems to hit him
>"Oooooh. NOW everything makes sense."
>You sit on the floor and begin your tale

>Being a Changeling brings its fair share of perks.
>A loving family. A nice place to live (dark and cavernous). And a wonderful leader to idolise.
>You on the other hoof... You were the runt of the litter
>Mistake after mistake. You screwed up constantly.
>Others called you a "Grub". Which isn't a very nice thing to call a Changeling
>The Queen, who's love for her subjects never ends, also thought you were a Grub.
>It was just that bad.
>So she did the only thing she could. Since she couldn't kill you (Changelings don't kill other Changelings)
>She exiled you. Kicked you right out of the hive and sent you someplace else
>That place happened to be Ponyville.
>Now this is where the troubles really started.

21/?

>Changelings need companionship. Without it, they'll die. The Queen can survive forever without it, she's the queen. But normal changelings need something to interact with, or they'll just go mad
>When you first arrived in Ponyville, you were terrified. You haphazardly threw together a disguise and thought of a name. You didn't understand the concept of Cutie Marks though.
>That's why you have a panda for one
>You were confused. Ponies were something you had never seen. You knew the basics of being a changeling, but not how to interact with other races.
>That is why, when you saw Anon, you saw his height, strength and thought that he was the "Queen"
>You tried your hardest to see to his needs and to serve him
>Anything to make him happy
>Anything to make him proud of you and appreciate you
>Even if that meant forcing him to eat when he didn't want to.
>Hey, Queens have got to eat as well, you know.
>Sometimes, you even managed to squeeze a bit of love out of him. It wasn't much. It was a heavily diluted form of love, not the real deal. Usually created after you made him happy.
>It was enough to sustain you
>And if he was happy, you were happy.
>Because that's all you wanted.
>To be appreciated.

22/?

>Anon is sat on the edge of the bed, listening to your tale with great interest
>You finish and look up at him sheepishly
>"You thought I was a queen? Seriously?"
>He laughs
>The sweetest sound.
So uhh. What happens now?
>"Shifting Sands. Oh man, that's good."
Anon?
>"All those times you did weird shit! How could I have not noticed!"
>He laughs again
>"You grew wings the second time we met!"
>Oh yeah. That was nerves. You didn't know what to do when he came home so you just gave yourself wings
Anon?
>"Yeah?"
You don't... Hate me now, do you?
>"Not really, no. Why would I?"
I tricked you.
>"You took a necessary risk to save your own life and saved me from Fluttershy. Again. No, Sandy, I don't hate you."
>You smile, and your heartbeat increases again
>He walks over and kneels down in front of you
>"You're a good friend, Sandy. Even if you are a bit weird... You even called the Mayor the "Elected Official". I'd hate to see what would have happened if you had followed her around for 5 weeks..."
>Blush
>He places a hand on your head and strokes
>"I don't hate you, Sandy. You're the coolest friend I've ever had"
>You feel a surge of love emanate from Anon. The strongest yet.
>You stare up at his smiling face and for once in your confusing and troublesome life...

>You feel like you belong.

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The End