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Chapter 11 Changellings everywhere.

It's been a long ehile since I wrote another chapter and the contest was a failure so I might as well continue this book not with my main OC's for today so I'll just create as I go.
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60 minutes before changeling invasion.The suburban area of Ponycity.
"Honey have you seen my-", Flint Pie tried to complete his question before Sirius Gaze put his tie infront of him,with her horn magic. "Stop losing this red tie, I Don't have 3 children in this house.", Sirius said while using her magic to tie the tie. Flint chuckled with a small grin.
Carina(yes that is a constellation) Pie trotted into her parents room "Dad, why does Pyxis get to go with the big foals?", the small Unicorn asked. "That's because he's older and he knows more.", Sirius replied to her young daughter. "Well, the quarry needs me.", Flint said looking at the clock and quickly kissed his wife and daughter. "Bye, honey!" "Bye daddy!", the Daughter and mom yelled as the dad trotted to the car.
After he drove off to the quarry (which he was a supervisor of operations for), Pyxis Finally woke up and got dressed for high school. "Mom where is the bus passes?", he asked after lazily looking around the living room. Sirius handed him his pass using her horn magic. "Behave today, we Don't need another one of your 'artistic' darwings on the gym floor again, no parties when im not home tonight.", The mom sternly said to her son. "Mom I don't have enough friends for a party, and what's wrong with a spray paint crocodile?" , Pyxis replied(I forgot the synonyms for said, reply, and asked forgive my writing sins)"I know how you teenagers are, everything is wrong if you don't have permission." "Okay mom, bye Carina.", he said as he went out the door and walked to the nearby bus-stop. Pyxis met up with his friend Chestnut Smith, (a brown colored, Brown eyed, bearer of a chestnut for a cutie mark like you'd expect) "Hey, have you played The new Command and conquer?", Pyxis asked(Again im very sorry but, I don't have my sheet of paper for remembering all the synonyms) "why do you play those games instead of normal First person shooters?", inquired Chestnut to the Orange eyed, Deep orange haired, Slightly reddish orange coated, blank flanked, earth pony.
"Well strategy is fun for me.", Pyxis responded.
"sitting around in a chair while thinking where to put your troops next is fun for you? I'd perfer being one of those soldiers shooting and following orders, not thinking, it's not school.",Chestnut Said back.
"Well it's not called 'thinking' it's called 'strategizing', it's fun for me and that's what matters, your just complaining that you can only get close to my level in turn based strategy.", Pyxis said back trying to justify his fun in strategy.
The bus arrived as they continued arguing, arguing all the way till the bus stopped for a unexpected stop 2 blocks away from where Color and Hijinx are staying. A new student named Helios for short of his long name. He is the definition of a Nerd stereotype,With the glasses to go with it, he was holding a a book 'The art of war'. (not to brag but, I own a copy of that book) Most kids slid to the middle seat leaving open a spot next to the fued of Strategy. "You know most generals have battle experience right?", Helios asked with small stutters.
The two turned to the Unicorn and Chestnut replied first,"Ya, do know we are talking about games right? not the real world." "I know it's just that to become a general or a leader of even a small group, like a squad you need battle experience and you need to think on where to go and follow orders from higher ranking officials, even a General follows orders from his government.", Helios replied with a very British like tone with a small bit of German accent. "See chestnut it's not all about 'shoot to kill' or the 'no Pegasus' stuff you still have to think.",Pyxis said looking at his friend with a face that showed how happy he was winning an argument. "Fine you win!", Chestnut yelled bringing most kids in the bus to point all their eyes on them.
When they finally reached school just about 20 minutes later, Chestnut, Pyxis, and Helios went into the cafeteria where breakfast was being served. "Did you eat already?", Pyxis asked Helios. "Yeah, some cereal.", he replied. "Oh, follow me to our table.", Pyxis replied in a helpful tone and showed Helios to their table while Chestnut went on to get some food. After breakfast they all walked to their first period.
In the middle of his history class (second period) Pyxis asked the teacher if there is an easy way to tell a great leader from a good leader. "Well, look at the paintings of the battles a great leader Gallops with the army leading them after he made battle plans but, makes sure messagers can tell him the situation in the midst of battle. A good leader stays in a war room.", Mr.Destrous replied. Meanwhile in the heart of the city.
A unicorn with a emerald for a cutie mark, Dark blue hair and white fur walked along the creaking floorboards of the old boutique worn down from a past war, falling apart from thousands of years of use. It was even considered dangerous to dare sleep a night in what looks like a pile of wood barely stable enough to support a faint couch or whats left of it. Mr. Emerald his name was, being the owner of one of the largest fashion empire.
He went to the basement searching for a certain jewel pasding the skeleton of a cat. It was a war basement that was built hastily. Most of the floor was covered in broken floorboards from the room above. He carefully moved all of the wood away from a old steel box. Inside was a red, heart shaped, Ruby? Jewel? He knew it was something.
He proceeded to pickup the red heart with a small note and picture which was underneath the heart. It read 'Spikey wikey's heart' the picture was an old worn down photo of what seems to be a wingless dragon with the colors faded with a barely noticable hint of of purple and green. After carefully examining all three of the objects he stored them back in the box and put it in his saddlebag. He then left the building. "Mr. Emerald! That building is terribly unstable we must demolish it now before another foal gets dared to sleep in there!", a mare yelled at the stallion. "Calm down, mayor it's a peice of history, you should know that building is my property and is protected by the government.", he stated and left in his vehicle heading to Rare Wear tower.
Welp, im going to work on the next chapter now. Have a great day and don't forget to leave constructive criticism!

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