Your Family Loves You


                                            >You are drone

                                            >And that's all you are really, you're just a little drone for Queen Chrysalis

                                            >A humble little bug, like you, carries out the most mundane tasks for the hive

                                            >Caring for the young, distributing the love rations throughout the hive, construction...

                                            >Burying bodies...

                                            >That was your current job, as much as you didn't want to do it, you knew it had to be done

                                            >After the failed invasion, a many changelings were battered and bruised, or sometimes even plain dead

                                            >You mourned the loss of your siblings, as did the queen

                                            >The queen had been unconscious when you brethren had carried her back to the hive

                                            >When she had woken and found out how many of her brood had passed, she said not a word and sulked in her chambers

                                            >That's where she's been ever since

                                            >You sighed as you finished your duties for the day and wandered away from the tomb

                                            >You are a drone

                                            >And this is what you do

                                            >You chirped a solemn greeting to other changelings as you passed by them, each one lamenting about the failed invasion

                                            >It was a devastating loss for the thousand strong hive, now down about three hundred drones

                                            >Sure, your queen could always birth more changelings, but the invasion made collecting love hard for the gatherers

                                            >It shouldn't matter to you

                                            >You're just a drone

                                            >You do the mundane tasks, and do mundane things

                                            >You slowly trotted through the corridors of the hive, passing by fellow drones and soldiers

                                            >You're a drone, but that doesn't mean you don't care

                                            >The guards to your mother's door paid you no heed as you simply trotted through, entering her dimly lit chambers

                                            >You care about your siblings, and about your mother

                                            >You slowly and carefully trotted forward, towards your sobbing queen

                                            >Wrapping both hooves around your queen, you softly chirped a greeting

                                            >The queen's sobs ebbed away as you squeezed her abdomen

                                            >You love your family

                                            >Chrysalis sighed as she wrapped both hooves around you as well


                                            >And your family loves you