"Uh...did we kill Chrysalis again or what 'cause I don't remember the way..." Bolt admitted nervously
(He teleported there to make treaties and stuff while you and Brisk were in the limelight) "Leave my little filly out of this!" Bolt yelled
Blast spoke up. "Look, we gotta go regardless. Too much time, and their armies will have built up too much."
"Don't touch me." Star scoffed, running into Bolt's hooves. ------------------------------------------ Bolt sighed. "Sweetheart, can you show your Dad where the hive is?" He asked in a soft tone. Star nodded and gestured for the group to follow as she began to walk.
They quickly arrive at a buzzing crowd of changelings. Two hooded changelings spoke to the crowd. They were getting rather riled up.
"Yo changelings! It's me! The cool guy who controls fire! You guys helped me kill the Dawn of Charge rebels a while back! Been meaning to thank you! But now I'm here to repay you if you come over here and talk to me!" Bolt yelled to the changelings
(Hmm... I wonder who those TWO hooded changelings could be.) Narrowleaf mumbled something to himself as he hid behind Bolt.?
Bolt shot fire into the sky in frustration. "Prince Fire Bolt, son of Celestia, speaks NOW! You all listen or you all fry! Understood? I don't have the time or the patience to deal with ANY of your foolishness so shape up!" He ordered. The crowd fell silent.
Narrowleaf continued to hide behind Bolt. "C'mon. Just t-talk to them, Bolt." He muttered, trembling.
(I don't know what you're talking about Narrowleaf.) The crowd grumbled, and hissed. One of the figures growled. The other turned it's head, and looked towards a Queen Changeling lazing about, with a smirk on her face. "So, the great king speaks to us now, does he?"
(Nice move, Eluunykins.) Narrowleaf yelped and jumped backwards. "P-Please don't h-h-hurt us." He whimpered.
She laughed. "It's funny really. The world means so little to you. All you care about is yourself." With that, she turned to the crowd. "Do we want that in our higher power?" "No!" "Do we want to slave away, while he shares dinner with some pony he met, only days after his wife's death?" "No!!" "Will we allow it?" "No!!!" And with that, the crowd started screaming for blood.
Narrowleaf pushed Bolt forward, and began to back away. "Y-You can take them all on, can't ya?" He mumbled. Narrowleaf chuckled nervously, then ran off.
