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https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/18715122

>Be anon, go to Equestria, etc. etc. etc. You've heard that enough by now to get the fucking point.
>You've been around for a couple months, and have managed to work up enough bits to build yourself a human-style house.
>In the mean time, you stayed with a couple of nice mares, Lyra and Bonbon.
>You see them around town fairly frequently and occasionally chat.
>On a calm, cool morning with your hoodie and jeans on, you are watering your lawn, when you notice a patch of your grass is a different shade of green.
>You walk over to it and see that Lyra is passed out on your lawn.
>The hospital is all the way across town and, without proper head rest, any injuries may get worse.
>You pick her up, in a sorta-sideways fashion so that you can hold her neck in the position she was while on your lawn.
>You set her down on your couch on her stomach, so that the arm rest can be used to support her head.
>Once she's properly in place, you walk out your door and head towards the hospital.
>About 30 minutes later, you arrive to find out the hospital is closed. Why the fuck is a hospital closed?
>With no other options, you must resort to magic.
>You begin to walk towards the giant crystal tree-like castle, where Twilight is still probably sleeping while Spike cleans up.
>You knock on the massive purple doors, which caused a loud echo throughout the castle.
>After a few rapid pitter-patter sounds, the door opens up.
>"Dig the swell hoodie, Anon, but why are you hear so early in the morning.
"I found Lyra passed out in my lawn and the hospital is closed, so I came to see if Twilight might be able to help."
>"She's still asleep right now, but I don't think she'll mind if one of her subjects is in danger."

>Spike let you in and led you through the labyrinthian that is this over-sized castle in the middle of a rural town until you got to Twilight's room.
>*knock knock* "Twilight, wake up, anon is here to see you!"
>"Ugghhhh... whats so important that you have to wake me up at 5:30 in the morning Spike? You know that I was up late reading that book on famous historical leaders"
>He says that he found Lyra past out in his yard this morning and that the hospital is closed."
>"What? Why is the hospital closed? I though they were supposed to have 24/7 service since Celestia passed that law a couple years ago. Ugh. I'll be right out. Then I'll have to have a little talk with Nurse Redheart."
>You and Twilight swiftly walk back to your house to find Lyra still sitting in the same place you left her.
>"Let me have a look, Anon. I'll tell you what I can figure out."
>Her horn began to glow purple as she carefully examined Lyra with her magic

>A few minutes of Twilight's examination, she turns toward you with a relaxed face.
>"She seems to have just fallen asleep on your lawn after a long day. You know how those can drain your energy."
"Hmmm... Well, ok. I guess I'll just let her sleep here for a while then. Not like I could do anything about it anyways. From what I remember she is a pretty heavy sleeper."
>"Heh. Well I'm going to go see why the hospital is closed and make sure that it doesn't happen again."
>You walk Twilight to the door and let her out. Once she was gone, you decide to finish watering your lawn.
>Since you were doing this later than usual, a few ponies were walking by, but the town was still mostly asleep.
>You head back inside to see Lyra still sleeping. Its good to know that shes not injured.
>You sit down quietly next to her and scratch her behind the ear, she always did love that.
>After about a minute, she wakes up.
>"Whe-Where am I. And who is scratching my ear?"
"Good morning Lyra."
>"A-anon? Why am I in your house?"
"You were passed out in my front lawn this morning so I brought you inside. I was worried, so I had Twilight check to see if you were hurt."
>By this point you had stopped scratching her ear and she was sitting on haunches, facing you.
>"Oh yeah. Me and Bonbon got into a bit of an argument, and I decided it would be best for me to spend the night at the hotel or something. I guess I didn't quite get there."
"Its not a big deal Lyra. You can stay here for the night if you get in an argument again anytime."
>"Well... umm.... would you mind if I stayed here for the week? Things got pretty heated between us.
"Sure Lyra. Stay as long as you need. You helped me when I needed a place to stay, so I think its about time a repay the favor."
>"Really?! Thank you sooo much Anon. I just need to run and grab my lyre and few other things."
"Just don't pass out along the way."
>"Ha ha ha. So funny." She gets up and walks out the door.

>You decide to prepare breakfast for the two of you, since she is a guest in your house.
>While cooking up a stack of blueberry pancakes, Lyra walks back in.
"Welcome back Lyra."
>"Hey Anon. Whats that smell?"
"Just some blueberry pancakes. The're almost ready."
>You stack a few on both of your plates, giving yourself a couple more since you're a human and tend to eat more.
>You pour a deep amber brown syrup over both stacks of pancakes, encasing them is a sweet, gooey shell. You add a little puff of whip cream on top both stacks, which serves as the thrones for the cherries that now rest on them.
>You take both plates out to the living room, where Lyra is sitting in her strange way on the couch.
>You place her plate in front of her, and set yours down where you are going to sit.
>"Looks good, anon"
"Thanks. Let me grab some silverware and napkins."
>You head back into the kitchen where you place a couple napkins, forks, and butter knifes on the counter. You also pour a couple glasses of orange juice to go along with the tantalizing meal you had prepared.
>You walk back into the room, and place a glass and some silverware next to each plate.
>You and Lyra both dig in immediately the moment you sit down, and the meal is over in about five minutes.
>"That was delicious Anon. Are you going to make these every morning?"
"I sure am. Now, let me show where you will be sleeping."
>You walk her down the hall, both of you walking slowly due to your bloated stomachs.
>You open a door on the right that leads to your guest room.

>While she moves her stuff into her room, you sit on the couch and just relax.
>You're looking out of the sliding glass double doors onto your back yard, when Lyra comes out of the hallway looks at you.
>You make eye contact for a brief second before she kept walking.
>Something seems off about her, but you can't put your finger on it.
>You dismiss it as being early and the bright sunlight coming through the glass doors.
"You have any plans for the day Lyra?"
>"Not much. I have to go play my lyre at a restaurant at around 4 this afternoon, but nothing else is happening. What about you, Anon?"
"I need to guy buy some groceries, and I don't have to work on Saturdays. There's also a few things that I need to do to the house, so I can keep myself busy."
>"Oh. Maybe I can help! What are you going to be doing?"
"Not too much. I've been considering renovating my kitchen and I want to repaint my bedroom. Although, I don't want to make my guest work, especially after having an argument with one of their close friends."
>"Its fine Anon, I want to help. If anything, it will help me take my mind off that whole situation."
"If you insist, you can help."

>You walk back home with a few bags of groceries, mainly just extra orange juice, blueberries, syrup, and pancake ingredients.
>You also got a can of gray-blue paint and primer to repaint your room. You plan on leaving the edges white.
>You walk into your house to hear Lyra tuning her lyre for her upcoming performance.
>You set the groceries on the counter and the paint in your room. You see Lyra tuning her harp with magic in the guest room along the way.
>Somethings still seems off. Her horn and lyre were encased in a bright green glow, a different shade of green from her coat.
>You swear her magic was a golden color before. Maybe a unicorn can change what color their magic is. You'll have to ask Twilight later, for now, you have a room to paint.
"Lyra, you ready to paint?"
>"Yeah, sure Anon."
>She sets her lyre down on the bed and walks over to you
"I'll be doing the edging, you just get the walls."
>You hand her a paint roller as you take a brush
>"Sounds good to me, Anon."
>Once in your room, you put some primer in a paint tray for Lyra, and then you get started on the tedious edges.

>Now that Lyra is gone, you finally have a chance to ask Twilight if unicorns can change the color of their magic.
>You head towards Twilight's new castle.
>Upon arriving, you see Twilight talking to Rainbow Dash outside.
>"C'mon Twilight, it would be so awesome if you could do some cool tricks."
>"For the last time Rainbow Dash, I'm not interested in learning how to fly into every building in Ponyville."
>"But Twi-"
"Hey girls."
>"Hey Anon! Can you help me convince Twilight to let me teach her some of my cool moves?"
"Sorry Dash, but I'm actually here to ask Twilight a question about magic."
>"Pfffft. Magic is sooooooo boring. My tricks are WAY cooler."
>"Rainbow! Anon is here to ask me a question. Why do you insist on getting everypony to try to convince me to learn aerial stunts? Now, Anon, what is your question?
"I was wondering if a unicorn can change the color of their magic."
>"Hmm... I'm not sure if there is a spell for that, Anon. The only time I've seen somepony change the the color of their magic is when Cadance did before the wedding, but that wasn't actually Cadance. Lets go see if I have any books about it."
>Twilight and Spike were looking around Twilight's bookshelves for anything on magic. They pulled out a dusty, medium sized book.
>She opens it and starts to skim through it for anything about the color of a unicorns magic.

>You remember that when you first arrived in Equestria, Twlight told you about these Changelings. The lecture was boring and you slept through most of it, but you do remember a couple things.
>The can change their form, and they feed off of love and friendship
>That would sure explain why she passed out after an argument.
>But, before you outright call someone a changeling, you need proof. You think her magic has changed colors, but you can't be sure.
>You need to ask a pony who knows everything about Lyra, so you head to Bonbon's house.
>You know on the door. The sound is soon followed by the sound of hoofsteps.
>The door opens and Bonbon standing there with a bored expression.
>"Hey Anon, what brings you here."
"Twilight asked me to help her gather information about unicorns eye color and magic color. I can't seem to find Lyra anywhere, so I figured I should ask her best friend."
>"Yeah, sure. Her magic and eyes are very similar in color, both are a golden-ish color."
"Thank you, Bonbon. That's all I need."
>"Anytime, Anon."
>You leave the house and head straight for Twilight's castle again.
>Upon arriving at the castle, you find that Twilight has gone out to eat for a special public meeting with her friends.

>You see a rainbow tail slip into a restaurant just down the street.
>You know you can't enter through the front door, because Lyra may see you.
>You sneak around back and see a few trash cans stacked against the wall, making you just tall enough to climb onto the balcony dining area.
>Once you get up there, you peak inside. Twilight and her friends are in the middle of the room, with everyone else staring at them.
>They all have green eyes, and the few unicorns using their magic all have the same color of magic as Lyra.
>You don;t have to worry about the crowd noticing you, since they don't know who you are.
>You begin to walk inside, keeping low and standing behind columns.
>You can see Lyra playing her lyre, and her magic is still that bright green.
>You are about halfway through the restaurant, when you bump into a waiter.
>Some of the nearby patrons begin to look at you funny with their green eyes.
>You pick up the dropped plates, which were fortunately unbroken, and you hand the waiter a few bits.
"Carry on everypony, just a minor mishap."
>You continue to make your way to Twilight
>Your at their special booth, which is surrounded by columns. You take a seat behind one of them, out of sight of Lyra.
>"Anon, what in the hay are you doin' here?"
>"Yeah, its not cool to interrupt someones meal like that."
>"It is rather unruly to just take a seat at an occupied, especially when a princess is at that table."
>Fluttershy was just sitting there, hiding her face a little from you.
>"I say, the more, the merrier
>"Anon, why are you here?"
"Look, girls. Everyone in this restaurant besides us is a changeling. Just look at their eyes and their magic, its the same shade of green."
>"Anon, there is NO WAY that there are any changelings in Ponyville. They were dealt with at the wedding, remember?"
"They were blasted away, not eliminated. They might be attacking a weaker target to gain a foothold in Equestria. You gotta believe me."
>Changeling Lyra leaves to play at a restaurant... Twilight, an important princess, goes to a restaurant for a public meeting.
"Shit."
>You run down the street, looking for Twilight and her friends or Lyra, and listening for the sounds of a lyre.
>
>"Hmm... says here that a unicorns magic is always the same color from birth. Not even an illusion spell can change the color of magic."
>"So why do you ask, Anon?"
"I was just curious. Thanks for your time, princess."
>You leave the castle, wondering how Lyra's magic changed colors. Didn't Twilight say something about a changeling?
>The priming goes by quick since it doesn't have to be perfect.
>After washing out the roller, the brush, and the paint tray, you prepare the paint. This takes much longer because it doesn't spread as much and you didn't want to miss a spot.
"Thanks Lyra. Now, you should probably go take a shower to get the paint off of your coat."
>"No problem. I'll try not to use all the hot water."

"Here you are, Lyra. Bathroom is further down the hall and to the left. If you need any more pillow or blankets, just let me know, okay?"
>"Thanks anon. This is more than I was expecting when I asked to stay for a few days."
"Nonsense, you are guest, not a refugee, and I will treat you as such."

>"I'm sorry Anon, but its just too unlikely that the changelings are back."
>"I dunno Twilight. It is kinda strange that everpony is starin' at us and that they all got the same eyecolor and even magic color."
"Twilight, you told me yourself that a unicorns magic cannot change color. I noticed that Lyra's magic was green, which didn't feel right to me. I asked Bonbon what color her magic was, and she told it was golden. Who knows Lyra better than Bonbon?"
>"T-That is true, b-but if we are surrounded by ch-changelings, they will easily overp-power us."
>You could see Twilight starting to shake, and her friends were getting nervous. You needed to do something before they blow it.
"Look, Twilight calm down. I have an idea. Spike, send a letter to the princesses that Twilight and her friends are surrounded by a small army of changelings."
>"Umm... ok Anon, if you think it will help."
>He quickly wrote the letter and sent it up in flames. He got a response back almost immediately."
>He read it aloud "Dear Spike, I will send the royal guard to your location at once. Luna and I will also be there in case Chrysalis is there. Do not draw any attention to the fact that you know that they are changelings to delay attack as long as possible."
"Why would you read that out loud. The entire restaurant could of heard you."
>You, Spike, Twilight, and her friends look around to see all of the ponies getting closer to them. Lyra has stopped playing her lyre and emitted a bright green flash.
>"It is too late to stop us, Twilight Sparkle. You are surrounded by my minions, and by the time the princesses get here, it will look as if you dealt with the problem."
>A green goo begins to encase you, and one of the changelings copy your form.
>"We knew we could use this new, ignorant creature as a gateway into Ponyville."
>A few of the other changelings become Twilight and her friends, the rest of the changelings leave the restaurant.