Chrysalis awoke with a start. She groggily sat up and looked around. Neither Twilight or spike were to be seen. She got out of bed and fixed her hair. She walked down stairs, to find twilight reading a book. Twilight looked up, to see the changeling. “Good morning!” she said flatly. “Are you hungry at all? I think we got some muffins on the table!” Chrysalis looked at the muffins, and rushed to the table with a huge grin on her face. She looked at the muffins with a wolfish smile, and started working on a blueberry muffin. When she was finished, she ate another, and another. “Whoa, slow down! Your going to be sick!” said a concerned twilight. Chrysalis gulped down a mug of apple cider, and put it down on the table. “Thank you, but I haven’t eaten anything like this in a LONG time!” she exclaimed. “Being chased down in the forest and all…” “That reminds me, you've gotten quite dirty…” Twilight sheepishly pointed towards a door, “the bathroom is over there, if you want…” The former queen gasped in joy. Twilight wasn't sure how to take it, until Chrysalis’ face spread into a smile, and she ran into said bathroom, and slammed the door behind her.

She had never felt better in her life. The warm water soothed every tense muscle in her body; and she just wanted to sit there for eternity… Knock Knock Knock! “How’s everything in there? You ok Chrysalis?” “I’m fine.” she replied slightly annoyed. “By the way, since I'll be here a while, you can just call me Chrysie. My mother used to call me that.” “Um…ok?” Twilight sounded unsure. The newly dubbed Chrysie relaxed again. All the dirt was washed away by now, so she just got out of the tub and dried herself off. It was considerably hard, what with the holes in her legs, but she was used to it. She unlocked the door and stepped outside. Twilight was still reading that book of hers. “Oh hey, Chrysie; how are you feeling?” “Better! That bath helped!” “Glad to hear it!” Twilight closed the book. She walked over to the shelf and put it away neatly. “I hope you don’t mind, but I’ve been reading up the physiology of changelings, and I’ve found something interesting; your kind needs to feed off of love to gain your magic…” “Well I could have told you that…” Chrysie said sarcastically.

“Any ways, the books say, ‘changelings feed off of love to gain their power, but if they become too weak to even shape shift, they can resort to the power of friendship. They do not harm their friends, but allow the energy to flow through them instead.’ You know what this means?” Chrysalis stared blankly. "I all ready knew that. I just didn't believe it until now." She rolled her eyes. “Besides; that might be difficult, especially in my state. If you hadn’t already noticed, I'm not the most likable person in the world…”  “That shouldn’t be a problem! We just need to… I don’t know… just give me some time to think! In the mean time, I sent Spike into the Everfree Forest to get some things for Zecora, but he hasn't come back yet. I'm starting to get worried! If you could do me a favor…” The changeling sighed. “I understand! You want Spike home safe and sound, right?” Chrysalis understood what this favor symbolized. It symbolized trust.

Chrysalis had a hard time sneaking out of Ponyville, but once she was in the Everfree, she could trot normally. Twilight sparkle just said he was in the forest. Real descriptive. She kept walking, being careful of her surroundings. After a long while, she heard some yelling that sounded like a baby dragon in trouble. The changeling ran in the direction of the yelling, and soon found Spike hanging up in a tree. Near by, were some figures she didn't recognize. They looked like other dragons, but older than Spike. As Chrysie got closer, she could understand them, “That’s for messing with our heist you little runt!” she saw a quick motion of an arm, and Spike grunted in response. Chrysalis knew she had to do something; but with her weakened powers, she wasn't to sure what. She ran behind some bushes and shouted.

“HEY! Leave him alone!” The former queen shouted in defiance. “Twilight…?” Spike muttered, only half awake. “Oh great, his pony friends have come to help him again! Let’s get them boys!” The teenage dragons turned to face the bushes. Chrysalis stepped out into the setting sun, spreading her wings and scowling furiously. Her glare pierced their souls as she said, “I am no pony.” At the sight of the horrible blackened creature in front of them, the dragons filled with fear, and ran in the opposite direction. “Are you alright Spike?” Chrysie was concerned for the young one. She lifted him gently off the tree branch, and placed him on her back.

They were half way to Ponyville, when Spike finally regained consciousness. “Unnh… What happened Twilight?” The Changeling simply turned her head towards the dragon, “Twilight was worried about you, so she sent me to find you.” The dragon lowered his head. “Oh.” Spike replied sheepishly. After several minutes of awkward silence, Spike finally broke the quiet night, “Thanks for saving me back there. So… why did you help? You could have just left me there. I could’ve handled myself!” Chrysalis turned and grinned. “Says the piñata…” This made them both laugh. “So you've really changed haven’t you?” Chrysalis explained everything that happened that day to Spike.  “So you just need some friends! It was simple for Twilight!” “But It won't be so easy for me… no pony knew Twilight when she came to Ponyville. They all know me as a horrible monster!  I mean, just look at me!” Spike hopped off Chrysie’s back. What he saw was truly frightening; a creature with holes in her thin legs, transparent, insect-like wings, and a crooked horn, all knarled up. She had serpentine, green eyes, and a long, light blue mane. A large pair of fangs completed the set, “All right, so you’re kind of scary, big whoop! I'm sure Rarity will be able to fix you up!” She looked flatly at him, “You really think so, Spike?” “I know so!”

As they reached the library, Twilight was pacing on the inside, with a worrisome look on her face. She looked up to see the former queen, and her favorite dragon. “Spike!” She ran over to Spike and gave him a big hug. “Aww Twilight, I’m fine! Thanks to Chrysie here, we made it home safely!” Twilight looked at her. All she saw was a friend. The former queen smiled a little. “It was nothing really…” She went on to explain the crazy night. When she was done, she closed her eyes for a split second. When she opened them, she was being hugged by both Twilight and Spike. A new feeling washed over her. She felt warm and fuzzy on the inside. She returned the hugs in kind, and was surprised with herself. She felt light enough to… “Um, Chrysie?” Twilight spoke, as she rose slowly off the ground. “I can fly again?!?” This came as a shock, as she couldn't fly for the past month! The changeling gave a cry of joy and slowly ascended to the bedroom; her wings buzzing fairly loudly. “Hey,” Said an embarrassed Spike, “Thanks again.” At this, Chrysalis just smiled. She then turned and went into her bed.