The Day My Life Continued

Chapter Twenty-One

The changeling and I ran down a lot of hallways. Most of them closed halfway down, others changed before I could climb through the opening. Eventually, the changeling and I stopped.

I tried to catch my breath. Though I was in Equestria, this place was still a black building in the middle of a dead desert. It was hot. I'd just been running for my life, my friends all trapped in goo pods, my children and last remaining friend were not long for it if Chrysalis was right.

I was tired.

This whole day was just exhausting me. Physically, and emotionally. This wasn't how I planned my night. Or my week. Or my month. To be fair, everything just fell apart after the GL thing at Tiffany's.

It was a small cove we had landed ourselves in. Barely bigger than a broom closet back Home. The room had pitch black walls, the few walkways letting in the light. It was enough to show the changeling. He was standing off by the walkway hole, his body pressed against the wall as he panted.

Now that we had slowed, I let myself get a look at him. He looked the same as the other drones from the Wedding. The only real difference was the sparkling wings he had. His eyes were the same blue his pegasus form had, the kind he said he covered with contacts. Story, how stupid I must have looked to him? To not be able to see it?

If I wasn't so tired, I might have hit myself. There was a wall behind my head which served the purpose of smacking the back of my head.

Across the small room, the changeling that was (used to be?) my coltfriend lifted his head to look at me.

"Chrysalis said.." You were a traitor. That we both were. That you were obsessed with me. That she was looking for my daughters. "...her throne was a power source." I panted. "What...what did she mean?"

The changeling was still huffing. "It's...made of an ancient dark magic stone... that soaks up the outside magic... the same way changelings soak up love. It's how... she keeps the Hive safe.

"So...it does hold all the magic?"

"Yeah." He huffed, finally catching his breath. "Your magic doesn't work because Chrysalis has a throne made of dark stone. It absorbs magic like changelings absorb love." The changeling explained. "That's why whatever magic you were using to disguise yourself fell through."

"It's not magic, it's biology." (Well magic biology, but I'm not explaining that to you) "Thought you would understand that much."

"I do understand the difference, Raspberry." He snapped off the name like some new Equestrian swear word. Or maybe it was a changeling one.

"My name isn't Raspberry!" I snapped. The changeling blinked at me. "It's really weird for you to be shouting a fruit at me!"

The changeling was silent for a long time. "...you know mine."

"Yeah. You're Thorax." I quoted Chrysalis. "The traitor. Just like me, huh Bumblebee?" None of you may believe this, but I wanted to mock him to the ends of time for that stupid name he picked. Even if we somehow made it out of this alive, I wanted to put this one whatever gravestone he would get.

"It would've been my hue-mans name too." Reminded the changeling with hiss.

I scoffed. His human? That sounded ridiculous. Because a deep part of me hated he was calling anyone but me 'his human'. I was the only human he's ever met. That title is mine! No one else's. But that would be unreasonable.

"What? Remembering that you met my other dimensional self and still didn't know who I was? What I was?"

I didn't answer. Mature of me, I know, but when arguing with a (sort of) ex all is fair.