>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