When Pat awoke the next morning, she was gone again. He simply hoped she was alright because that was all he could do. Going to take a shower, he found that the rag that had been put out wasn't made of bloody sandpaper this time so he could actually use it. The shower was short and hot, just how he liked it, and he was soon out, clean- and not bloody- this time.

He knew he would be putting on dirty clothes but figured it was better than just walking around nude. He didn't have a sheath, unlike these ponies. Knowing it was a bad idea to wander around alone, he did it anyway, trying to remember the path they had taken backwards so that he could get to the food closet and have some breakfast. It was all too late that he realized he was quite lost and sighed, flopping down and leaning back against a wall as he waited for something to come by and aid him.

What he got instead, within a few minutes, was what appeared to be the same little filly from the day before. She nuzzled against him happily and he smiled, holding the small changeling in his arms. He figured she was feeding off of his love and what-not but didn't mind, simply cuddling her as he waited for actual help to arrive.

Hearing trotting, he sat up a bit and looked to where the noise was coming from. A pair of changelings came around the corner and stopped, tilting their heads at him before one turned into a pony and began to speak in, apparently, a British accent. "Erm, hello there. Are you lost?" Nodding Pat stood and stretched a bit. "Yeah, I was trying to find my way to the food closet for some breakfast but got lost. Do you know where Queen Chrysalis is?" The speaker nodded, turning back into his changeling form and motioning for the human to follow, which he did, the filly still in his arms.

They found the queen back in her chambers where she looked worried and he looked sheepish. When she saw him enter and her changelings bowed themselves out she stormed up to him, tears in her eyes, along with a peculiar blush. "Where were you?!" She raged in his face, to which he meekly responded, "I was getting food…"

He knew he had done a no-no and figured she would make him know it. But, instead of doing the obvious thing, she kissed him. He didn't reciprocate at first, eyes wide, watching, cross-eyed, the tears flowing down her face and the desperate look she had on it. That was probably the only reason he kissed back that day, was because of the fact that she looked so…so scared and helpless.

She only doubled the effort as he did, pushing him back with her weight as she wrapped her front hooves around his neck and pulled him closer. As the kiss deepened he got further into it, hands resting along her spine as his eyes slipped shut, relishing the moment that he was just realizing he had wanted since he met her.

The moment was, sadly, interrupted by the clearing of a throat the surprised the both of them, the queen jumping off of him, the blush on her face even more apparent at the thought of being caught. When their eyes turned to the interrupter they were surprised to find one cream-white alicorn and a purple unicorn surrounded by several changelings in bluish-green armor.

Every single face in that hallway adorned a blush. At least until the changeling queen growled in spite and took up a defensive stance, her eyes locked on the alicorn and unicorn, surprisingly- not really- standing in front of him as her horn began to glow. "Why the hay are they here?!" She demanded, looking to what appeared to be the changeling that was in charge.

"W-Well, my queen….Princess Celestia wishes to propose a truce." He trailed off, not sure whether she would zap him into oblivion or not. But she didn't. She merely- however hesitantly- nodded and stood back up into a more comfortable, but guarded, position.

Pat was forced to wait, despite his rejection of the idea, and grumbled, pouting as he sat on her bed for about an hour. The queen came back, disheveled, but with a small smile on her face as she spoke the news time him, excitement belying her calm demeanor, "The Changeling Kingdom is now a recognized state inside the protection of Equestria and the changelings are now free to roam freely through Equestria! I know that those ponies may never get used to it but I don't care. I'm so happy for my empire and…us?"

She seemed unsure with her last word; as unsure as he was at the moment. A relationship with a pony…well a changeling? Not to mention the fact that she was a queen and he wasn't royalty! But yet, as he stood there and thought more on it, he felt that it would be alright. He may never find his family again, so he may as well try and live out the rest of his life here with her. It would be weird but they would work through it together and he knew that in his heart.

So, after overcoming his decisiveness, he responded to her question by stepping closer and pressing his lips to hers for their second kiss. She reciprocated it almost immediately and it made him smile against her lips. It was as awkward as the first time, but he didn't care, walking back to the bed with her and laying down. She gave him one last peck on the lips before cuddling close to him and smiling as she closed her eyes.

His arms wrapped around her and, with one last content sigh, he closed his eyes, letting sleep find him and take him to the dream world.