The time has come.
All these months of preparation and planning, just for this moment. Raspberry put considerable effort into this thing. Planning things to create the best possible timeline was her forte. If anyone- or anypony- could handle this task, it would be her.
So why in the names of all the gods, did Raspberry let Thorax convince her to outsource? She must've been sleep-deprived or something. That's the only explanation.
She blinked. Yep. It still looked like that.
Drunk. Raspberry would have been drunk. That's the only way she would've let them do this. Yeah, Thorax might've asked very nicely, but Raspberry would need to have been drunk to say yes to this.
She blinked again. It didn't change anything.
"...I made a flag." Raspberry stated. She stared at Thorax. The changeling's smile wilted under her stare. "Where is my flag?"
"Gone." Thorax answered.
"G-" Raspberry choked. "I spent months working on it. All that time and effort you spent making sure I didn't overwork myself, and you threw that work away?!"
"Well I thought it would sound better than that, but...yes." Thorax answered.
Raspberry's eye twitched.
"But do you like it?!" Waffle asked. Her brother nodded from his end of the flag, keeping it raised for Raspberry's benefit. "We worked really hard on it!"
"Yeah!" Poptart cheered.
"We picked out the color-"
"-then the other color!"
"-and the words too!"
Raspberry's eye twitched.
Thorax realized this surprise did not go as he hoped.
The flag in question looked more like a banner than a flag. A large white flag shape, though the fabric was some kind of old towel or bedsheet. Words were written in bright green chalk. The words were clearly the brainchild of Waffle and Poptart.
'Changelings rule four life!'
Raspberry would commit murder today. She reached to her face, rubbing her forehead with her hoof.
Thorax glanced at the changelings. "Um...you misspelled 'for'."
"No, that's how you spell it!" Waffle corrected.
Poptart snorted. "Yeah, we're not that dumb."
"Queen Thorne called us special!" Waffle cheered.
"Wrong 'for'." Raspberry spoke through clenched teeth. "You spelled the number not the word."
"Are those not the same thing?" Waffle asked.
Raspberry made a noise of pain.
"Oh! I can fix it!" Poptart reached behind him, pulling out a large black marker. He crossed out the entire flag. Now it had a great big X on it. "Fixed!"
"Good job, bro!" Waffle held out her hoof. Poptart bumped it.
Thorax leaned towards his wife. "Divorce?" He asked.
"Divorce." She confirmed.
"Di...horse?"
Raspberry glared at him. "Fix this."
"Yes ma'am."
==CAH==
The train brought them towards the Crystal Empire. Thorax and the changeling delegation stayed in their cart, training away from the other passengers. Raspberry walked into the other train cart. Her family sat nearby.
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