/nmp/ Chrysalis


                                            >the Heart is usually controlled manually by Cadance; it functions not entirely different from a computer


                                            >she inputs a mares request for love, and the Heart spits out a match


                                            >sometimes tho, the Heart does things of its own will


                                            >Cadance is rather shocked to see that a human match has been found for a very unlikely candidate


                                            >the last being in the world she thought would be matched


                                            >Chrysalis, Queen of the Changelings and archenemy of Equestria


                                            >after much debating, back and forth, Cadance convinces the other princesses that "love will find a way", even if that way seems impossible or just downright stupid


                                            >while the Human Operation; Rescue & Search Event (or H.O.R.S.E for short) takes place in your world, envoys are sent to Chrysalis hive


                                            >it takes a whole lot of political favors, bribes, and promises of treatys to get the Queen to even consider it


                                            >and so it happens one sunny spring day, that you and your match meets for the first time, on neutral ground, surrounded by soldiers from both sides


                                            >and you feel love, pure and strong, shining into your heart for the first time


                                            >you can just hope that she feels the same


                                            >she does


                                            >perhaps not as strongly as you, but there is definitely a spark inside of her


                                            >it's something she's never felt before


                                            >love willingly given, instead of harvested from those unable to defend themselves


                                            >due to the delicate circumstances, it's generally agreed that you should take it slow


                                            >you are given a small property at the edge of the village closest to her domains


                                            >you are given privacy obviously, but your actions (and hers specifically) are under close observation


                                            >it goes great at first


                                            >well, perhaps not great


                                            >there are some cultural hiccups in the beginning


                                            >it takes awhile for her to accept your carefree lifestyle and non-formal ways


                                            >and more than once you find her trying to sneakily drain you of some extra emotions


                                            >you on the other hand have to fight certain frustrations


                                            >she didn't talk with you for the whole day when you accidently called her Chryssi


                                            >and you have a basement now, apperently


                                            >filled with green sticky slime that has ruined more than one pair of pants


                                            >it takes awhile, that's for sure


                                            >but neither of you are willing to give this up


                                            >so you press on, taking it day by day


                                            >you teach her to cook, and she teaches you about military strategies (you never thought something like that could actually be intresting)


                                            >you spend your days learning more and more about eachother, and soon you don't sleep in separate rooms, but share a bed


                                            >and one day, a few months in, you both find yourselfs relaxing on the sofa


                                            >her head is in your lap, while you stroke her suprisingly soft neck


                                            >you call her "your little lovebug", and instead of scowling at you she smiles and kisses you softly


                                            >life is good


                                            >but such is life, that the good times never seem to last


                                            >and all the good things you had, one day comes to an end


                                            >it begins with a knock on the door


                                            >and before you know it, your home is filled with little bug-horses


                                            >even tho it been over six months since their Queen left them, they still treat her with the outmost respect


                                            >but behind all the bowing and title-calling, you can feel something else


                                            >dissapointment, and anger


                                            >they are meant to be ruled, not left to fend for themselves


                                            >the Changelings demands their Queen back, right now


                                            >Chrysalis is torn between her love for you, and her love for her people


                                            >she admits that this whole adventure has clouded her judgement a bit


                                            >so great and comforting was these new feelings of love, that she more or less abandoned her subjects


                                            >not that everything is falling apart without her, but she is still their Queen


                                            >and a Queen belongs amongst her people, nowhere else


                                            >you don't remember alot from these harrowing hours, but you remember the end of that day


                                            >you are on your knees, begging her to stay


                                            >she can't look you in the eyes, lest she starts crying


                                            >you beg her to take you with her, to live in her Hive


                                            >and you nearly go deaf from the cacophony of protests


                                            >the bugs are adamant; either she comes back alone, to how things were before, or she stays here, and will always be remembered as the queen who betrayed her people


                                            >In the end you close your door to an empty house and an empty heart


                                            >and the good times are gone, just like that


                                            >time passes


                                            >not that you notices


                                            >in your mind it's still a cold day in fall, when everything went awry


                                            >ponies try to cheer you up


                                            >the princesses themselves drop in on a visit, giving their condolances and leaving you with vague promises of trying to fix things


                                            >you all know it won't go anywhere


                                            >the Changeling empire have closed their gates, and the empire of Equestria is not willing to escalate an already very sensitive political situation simply for one man


                                            >Cadance even offers to try to match you again


                                            >you scream terrible things at her, and then break down crying


                                            >days turn to weeks that somehow becomes months, and before you know it it's spring again


                                            >the flowers are blooming and the world is ablaze with life


                                            >but for you it's always fall


                                            >and then one day someone knocks on your door


                                            >and the love of your life stands outside, dirty and tired


                                            >she doesn't get as much as a word out before you grab her in a bearhug


                                            >she hugs you back and cries into your neck


                                            >it doesn't take long before you're both blubbering messes, hugging and crying and kissing


                                            >and you get an explanation


                                            >she choose wrong, she realised far too late


                                            >her empire can do without their queen


                                            >they might not like it, but they'll manage


                                            >but she can't do without you


                                            >so after far too many sleepless night where she longed for your embrace, she left her hive for the last time


                                            >to get back to the one thing that truly made her happy


                                            >that night you hold eachother as tightly as two beings can


                                            >she mumbles in her sleep, and you slowly caress her mane


                                            >there will be consequences, that's for sure


                                            >and there are no way of telling how hard they will hit you


                                            >but it doesn't matter


                                            >because she is back where she belongs, in the life you two have created


                                            >and in your mind the rain curtains of fall fades away, and the sun is once more shining


                                            The end