>Be the Mistress of Manipulation
>The Duchess of Deception
>The Mother of Harlots!
>Queen Chrysalis! Ruler of the changeling hive!
>"Alright, Chryssi, I'm headed out. Be good!"
>The order is immediately followed by the shutting of the front door
>The human has finally left to his pathetic job
>Now's your chance to-
>"Mom?"
>Oh, for hive's sake
>"Mom?"
>You raise your head from its immensely comfy spot on the floor and poke it out from beneath the couch to see your drone's blank blue eyes staring back in your general direction
>"Mom?"
"What?" You bark
>"What are we-" She pauses to take in a deep breath, "-gonna do today,-" Another breath, "-Mom?"
>You groan again and restrain the urge to bury your face in your hooves
"Use your spiracles, Drone."
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