Changing Perspective

>You are Anon.
>And you nervously adjusted your tie again… for the fifth time.
>God Anon, just calm down!
>It’s just a date, you’ve been on them before.
>Like one time and it was found out later that your mother bribed her into going out with you.
>That stung.
>And now here you were, getting ready to go out with the… woman… of your dreams.
>Even though your friends were apprehensive, when they realized just how seriously you felt, they fell in line.
>There was only one restaurant she requested to go to, it was called Tainted Love.
>Funny, considering its regular customers.
>Life was different then what you had been used to where you were from.
>But then again, considering the differences in locale, it wasn’t too surprising.
>Back home you had to deal with pollution, sarcastic assholes, and unfriendly crowds.
>But here, you got to deal with friendly neighbors, clear air, reliable weather, and kind strangers.
>Then again, you had to deal with the fact that all those neighbors and strangers were pastel colored ponies.
>It just happened one night, you fell asleep in bed and when you awoke, you were lying in a fountain, in what you found out later was downtown Ponyville.
>Two weeks and several confused conversations later, Princess Celestia offered you a job as her personal aide, considering your previous work at your state’s treasury department as a clerk.
>You were so used to seeing things in debt that it was a pleasant surprise to deal with an entity with surplus.
>You took your weekends off and spent them in Ponyville to relax with your friends.
>Then, everything changed when the Changelings attacked…
>They attacked the wedding and took everyone hostage, including you.
>When Shining Armor and Cadence expelled them, the two changelings that had been pinning you down got blasted away too, you got pulled along for the ride as well.
>From what you remember, you had been soaring in the sky with the Changelings desperately trying to support your weight.
>Why they didn’t let go to save themselves, you didn't know, but the three of you were shooting through the sky like a rocket.
>Suffice to say, you were just too heavy for the two small bugs to keep airborne, and the three of you crashed awkwardly into the ground.
>You lost consciousness, probably because you landed on your head.
>You awoke sometime later, it was dark and the stars were out in the sky.
>There was a small fire being tended by one of the two changelings.
>You tried to sit up, it was then you noticed that the other changeling was acting as your pillow.
>Huh, felt softer then you expected.
>When you tried to move your head however, you suddenly felt nauseous, like your brain was swimming in your stomach.
“Oh man, that can’t be good.”
The changeling by the fire snapped to attention, “You’re awake.”
>You could not make out a gender, but it sounded slightly feminine.
“Should I be?”
>”You are lucky to be alive. You must be made of sterner stuff then ponies, I can guarantee you one of them wouldn’t have survived hitting their heads at that speed."
>You decided that this changeling was definitely a girl, the tone was a dead giveaway now that you were focused.
“I suppose I should be thanking you and your friend here for saving me, though it is your fault I am out here in the first place… what’s your name?”
>She looked down at the ground, “I am drone 327.”
>Wut?
“Do you not have a real name?”
>”No, us drones don’t have need for one so we just go by birthing order.”
“Huh, that’s weird, and yet it kinda makes sense.”
>She gave you a wry smile, “It’s still dark out, get some rest we have a long walk tomorrow and you will need your energy.”
>You obliged, and laid back down, feeling the warmth of the changeling underneath you.
>It was strange, even though it obviously had a carapace, there was much more give to it then you imagined it would have.
>It was much more resistant then skin, and yet it was slightly flexible like plastic.
>You drifted off to sleep with its soft breaths calming your mind.
>You woke up the next morning with the smell of burning flesh on the wind.
>Rolling over quickly in case the fire had spread to you, you relaxed when you felt no pain except the dull throbbing in your head for moving so fast.
>The changeling looked at you with curiosity, “Are you ok?”
“Yeah, just instincts I guess.”
>She nodded, probably knew exactly what you meant, “Come and eat, you will need some sustenance.”
>It was then you saw it, the snake on the fire.
>The smell it was putting off was mouthwatering.
>You don’t know how she managed to strip and prepare it, but that didn’t matter.
>It had been a while since you had some meat.
>It was when the griffons sent some diplomats over and Celestia had the kitchen offer up some meat for them.
>You just piggybacked on their meals.
>You quickly devoured the snake, noshing on it like a starving man being offered a T-bone steak.
>Back home, your mom had once prepared a snake meal once, it tasted very similar just without the seasoning.
>The changelings, both of whom were awake and were watching you wordlessly, seemed to be stunned by how you were eating.
>If you could have seen yourself, as they saw you, you would have seen a large predator viciously tearing into its prey.
>But this didn’t scare them, for they were predators too in a way.
>To them, you were something more like them than the ponies they fed off of.
>When you finished with your meal, you gave a great sigh of contentment and pulled a toothpick from your pocket.
>You never left home without your homemade toothpicks, as dental hygiene was very important.
>And because you didn’t want to give Colgate another excuse for her to examine your teeth again.
“So… what now?”
>The changeling you had been laying on all night spoke for the first time, “We will take you to the Queen to see what we should do with you.”
>Alarm bells rang in your head and you rose to your feet,
“And what if I refuse?”
>You were not a small member of your species, standing at 6’5’’ you were a sizeable man, but they were not impressed it seemed by your display.
>”You will be presented to Queen Chrysalis… one way or another.”
>This one was a male, and there was no doubt in your mind he would hurt you if he had to get you to cooperate.
>In peak condition, you could probably handle these two… but given your head injury, it was more likely fighting was going to end horribly.
>Best to just cooperate for now.
“Fine, you win. Lead the way.”
>And so began your journey.

>As the three of you walked through the wasteland, you decided to ask your changeling chaperones some questions to pass the time.
"So, what's it like being a changeling if you don't mind my asking?"
>The two of them looked at each other and shared a small chuckle, the girl responded with her own question, "What's it like being... whatever you are?"
>Might as well answer her question, you had nothing better to do.
"Well, back on Earth I was considered impressively normal. Here... well let's just say it was hard going in the beginning."
>The Princess's had been pretty apprehensive when it came to trusting you.
>It took them a few weeks of careful observation by the Royal Guard before they considered you safe for the general public.
>You wound up becoming good friends with one of the cadets, he would talk for hours about himself and his dreams of becoming a famous Royal Guardsman.