Charles Foster Ofdensen was relieved that Dethklok was okay, but he still needed to make sure that they could get home, safe and sound. He went to his chief scientists to discuss the situation.

"How's the project going so far?"

"Sire, we have multiple diagrams that are available to use, but we don't know how to..."

"Follow trial and error boys, we need Dethklok back!"

"Yes sire!"

What am I going to do? The media will eventually find out...

"We have breaking news! As of today at 3:42 p.m., Dethklok has officially been declared missing! Details at 4:00!"

"Oh no."

Fluttershy, Murderface, Rarity and Skwisgaar were rushing to Sugarcube Corner to tell Pinkie Pie about the changeling in Ponyville. They eventually got lucky at one point, and by lucky, I mean that Skwisgaar accidentally tripped and killed a changeling in disguise by splitting its head.

"Oh mans. Whats happeneds?"

"Well, aside from scaring and scarring everypony in the square, you discovered another changeling." Said Rarity, still somewhat sick at the gore that seemed to follow Dethklok around everyday.

"Reallys!" Skwisgaar looked at the dead changeling, "Oh, its ams just deads. Shames." Skwisgaar might have tamed it and made it his pet.

A royal guard had noticed this and trotted over to the carcass.

"A changeling! We will have to conduct a search on everypony now!"

Murderface then remembered something, "We tied up a changeling at the library, the purple unicorn is watching it now!"

"Thank you... ummm."

"My name is William Murderface, and I'm a f***ing human."

"Right, I'm going now." The guard then left.

Rarity seemed to be annoyed at Murderface. "Why'd you tell them a changeling was in..."

"Because I'm being a dick!"

"You... being a..." Rarity couldn't bring herself to degrade herself by saying that word, at least not in public, anger, or in... I'm stopping here, it's obvious.

"Umm, can we, umm, get to Pinkie now?"

"Of course Fluttershy! Let's go!"

As the group of four went off, the two changelings met with each other.

"One's captured, the other is dead..."

"Forget them, we now know everything we need. Let's get out of here and tell our queen."

They nodded and ran out to the nearest exit out of Ponyville, they would need to get home through the shadows.

Nathan and Twilight had tied up a changeling and were keeping an eye on it, trying to ask it questions. Nathan had a question for it.

"How do you feed on emotions? Do you, like, suck them out, or..."

The changeling just hissed and spit in Nathan's face. His reaction was a punch to the face.

"Was punching it necessary?"

"It spit in my face. I don't take that s***."

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

"What now?"

"I dunno. I wonder if I can make it my pet. It'd be a bitchin' pet." Nathan then imagined the various things he and a changeling would do; Playing cards, stabbing corpses, playing with a defibrillator, and getting drunk. Twilight gave Nathan an incredulous look, then left for the door.

"Hello?"

"Yes, I was just made aware that you were keeping a changeling captive."

"Oh, yes! Follow me."

The guard did so, and found Nathan trying to read a book to the changeling.

"...and the stallion lost his heart. The End. That was a f***ing brutal story, wasn't it?"

The obviously scared changeling just whimpered at the human, leaving Twilight confused. I hope he didn't read that scary story about the stallion who fell in love, then was murdered by the mare he was in love with.

"Umm, Nathan. What did you read to the changeling?"

"The Collection of Scary Stories that are Based on True Stories. It brutal."

The guard got an uneasy look, but nonetheless went to the changeling. "Well, thank you for keeping an eye on it. We'll be sure to thank you for this."

"Yeah, shut up and leave me to this book, I'm f***ing in love with it."

The guard got an offended look, but shrugged it off and left. Twilight walked up to Nathan.

"You could have been nicer, you know."

"Shut up, I'm reading."

Twilight shook her head, "Why do I even..."

Murderface, Skwisgaar, Rarity and Fluttershy were at Sugarcube Corner and were entering inside, only to see Pinkie helping something big to carry something else big.

"Big Mac, You think you carry that big cake?"

"Eeyup!" answer Big Macintosh, obviously straining under the large cake.

Murderface looked at the amazing cake, "Holy f***ing s***. That cake looks f***ing delicious!"

"I knows." Answered Toki. "Why ams yous here?"

"Well," Rarity started off, "There are changelings in Ponyville."

Rainbow Dash sped out of the kitchen after hearing that. "Changelings, Where? Let me at them!"

Pickles had walked out of kitchen, carrying some bagels in his hands. "Changelings?"

"Yeah, I killeds ones by accidents, honest!"

"Really Skwisgaar. That deserves a bagel."

"Thanks you, Pickle." Skwisgaar used his guitar magic to take a bagel from Pickles and bit into it.

"Well, do you think there are more?" asked Rainbow.

"Umm, yes. But they could be getting out after seeing what Skwisgaar did... SKWISGAAR!"

"Whmm amph mmm muuph shuuph luummph luphmm mmph?" Skwisgaar tried to asked as his hands and mouth began to swell up.

"Oh crap, these aren't cilantro bagels, aren't they?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Skwisgaar is allergic! We need to get 'im to the hospital, NOW!"

The others had no reason to object, they soon high-tailed it to the hospital, leaving Big Mac alone to deal with the cake.

"Umm, help."

Nathan was soon bored of reading his grimdark books and went out for a walk with Twilight.

"This place is bright."

"Well, of course. We take care of the land."

"Wow, that's totally not..." Nathan stopped as soon as he saw something he hasn't seen in a long time. "Goddammit! Skwisgaar got cilantro again!"

"What makes you say that?"

"See his face and hands?"

Twilight looked and saw that they were swelled up.

"Oh my gosh! We need to help them!"

"Fine, I'm bored anyway."

They soon joined the group of eight to help Skwisgaar get treatment from the hospital. One of the fleeing changelings noticed said allergy and what causes it.

"Interesting, That may help somehow."

"Yeah, but for right now, MOVE!"

And the two fled, wishing that it would just become night already.