Here's the chapter for the week! To be perfectly honest, I'm a bit surprised at myself being able to put out a chapter a week.

Despite this one being on the short side.

It's still good! Honest!

Chapter 19: Structurally Sound

"Anyone hungry?" Celestia asked as they pulled up to a stoplight.

"I could go for some food," Cadance said.

"As would I," Luna agreed.

"Oh yes, don't worry about me. Maybe there will be a convenient family there being all lovey-dovey with each other," Chrys said derisively.

"If it would make you feel better, you can sit in my lap and I can baby you," Cadance offered.

"No thank you."

"Oh, come on~ I'm the Princess of Love, after all…"

"I said no thank you!"

While Cadance teased Chrys, Celestia was deep in thought for a moment. "We are close by Sweet Apple Acres. Perhaps Applejack and her family would be willing to have us over for dinner."

"That sounds like fun," Cadance said. "Plus, the Apple Family makes some amazing apple pies!"

"Are they really that good?" Chrys asked, a little interested. Despite not being able to keep real food down, she could still appreciate taste.

"Yeah, they are!"

"Hm. I suppose maybe I should try some."

"Won't that make you sick?" Luna asked. It was obvious she was worried, something that Chrys was a little surprised to notice.

"I will only taste. If it is a little bit, it will not cause me to be sick," She assured her friend.

"Oh, you two seem closer now," Cadance said, glancing over at her aunt. "Something nice happen?"

"Tyr demanded it of us," Chrys said defensively, turning her head away so that no one would catch her blush. Luna did, but avoided saying anything. Chrys attempts to glance over at her secretly betrayed that she didn't think badly of the Night Princess; she was only keeping up appearances.

"Well, we're here," Celestia said cheerily. They all looked out of the windows to see Sweet Apple Acres stretching out before them.

"No matter how many times I see it, the sheer size of this place amazes me," Cadance said softly as they got out of the car. The smell of apples was on the air, along with the pleasant smell of worked earth. As they moved towards the main house, they spotted Applejack talking with her big brother. AJ didn't seem too pleased.

"So you're saying there's nothing left for us to do?" AJ asked.

"Eeyup." Big Mac replied in his usual manner.

"All the apples we picked are being stored?"

"Eeyup."

"You ain't just telling me that are ya?"

"Nope."

"…alright then…" She pushed her hat up as she glanced over, seeing the princesses and Chrys approach. Her eyes widened, and her mouth dropped open for a split second before she recovered. "Oh dear Celestia! Princess, what are you doing here?"

"We were in the neighborhood, and thought we might stop by for dinner." Celestia said smoothly. She nodded in greeting to Big Mac, who was still a bit stunned.

"O-of course! We'd love to have ya!" Applejack beamed. "Come on in!"

"Thank you very much, dear Applejack," Luna said. They began to follow the two Apple siblings towards their house when suddenly AJ cursed.

"Tartarus!" She groaned, smacking her palm against her forehead. "Applebloom is still out at the Crusader's clubhouse. I gotta go get her…"

"I'll go," Chrys said softly. Everyone turned to look at her. "What? I was not planning to eat anyway."

"I mean… if you want to… go ahead. Those kids seem to have taken to ya pretty well."

Chrys extended her gossamer wings and took off, flying high over the orchard. "This place truly does stretch on forever…" She muttered. Damn apples. They literally are everywhere… A strange flash of pink caught her eye. "Is that it?"

She landed gracefully a short way away. The Crusader's clubhouse was a pink and red treehouse situated in a small clearing in the orchard. As Chrys landed beside it, even she could admire its construction. As she moved towards the treehouse, her foot bumped into an apple sitting on the ground. Curious, she picked it up. It was a bright red, and shiny, and hard on the outside. If she actually were capable of eating an apple, she would have said it looks absolutely delicious.

"You might not wanna eat that," A young voice called out to her.

Chrys looked up from her inspection of the apple to see Applebloom watching her from the window of the clubhouse, a grin on her face. "It seems fine to me," she countered.

"It's got worms in it."

Chrys frowned and looked back to the apple. "How can you tell?"

"I've been around apples my whole life!" Applebloom giggled. "I can tell when an apple is bad or not."

"I suppose that is fair…" With a simple thought to change her hands, Chrys hooked her claws into the apple and split it straight down the middle. To her mild surprise, she found a wriggling worm inside of it. She looked around, finding more fallen apples. "Are all these apples infested with worms as well?"

"Nah. Just that one."

Chrys pondered the irony of managing to find the only worm infested apple in the entire clearing. It was an apt metaphor—the Changeling, who disguises herself to hide her innermost feelings, finds the one apple with a worm inside of it in a field full of shining apples. "Damnable fruit," she muttered, tossing the apple aside. "How dare you mock me."

"What was that?" Applebloom was too far away to hear Chrys's indignation

"Nothing you need concern yourself with." Chrys sighed, kicking the apple away. She looked up at the treehouse. "What are you doing?"

"I'm fixing the window up here," Applebloom said, pushing the window in and out. "It was squeaky, so I had to replace the hinges."

"…Did you build that structure?"

"Yeah, I did!" Applebloom said proudly. She paused, and thought for a moment. "Wanna come up?"

"I suppose I could." Chrys took the offer and flared her wings, flapping them gently to propel her the short distance to the treehouse. As she landed, the balcony creaked slightly, but held her weight.

She stopped to admire the building from up close. A lot of care had gone into its construction, and looked as if it had even been done by a professional. Noticing her appreciative gaze, Applebloom grinned proudly. Pride wasn't a bad emotion to taste, Chrys figured, especially not such innocent pride. She decided to stroke it a bit. "I cannot believe you did this all by yourself."

"Well, Scoots and Sweetie Bell helped out too…" Chrys smiled. A little modesty? How cute. But she could not truly blame the girl. She valued her friends quite highly.

"And exactly how much did they contribute?" Chrys was curious.

"Well…" Applebloom scratched at her head. "Not a lot in particular… I mean, Sweetie Bell helped with the colors and such, and Scoots painted the roof…"

"But the majority of construction was done by you."

"…yeah." She blushed, looking down at her feet.

Chrys smiled kindly. "May I come in?"

"Oh! Yeah, come on in!"

Applebloom opened the door, letting Chrys inside. She had to duck a bit to come in, and found the inside of the treehouse to be just as well decorated. She took a seat on the floor, smoothing her skirt out as she did so. Applebloom went over to the window again and began working on it again. Chrys watched her for a bit, before letting her eyes wander. She caught sight of a long list rolled up on the nearby desk. With barely a thought, she used her magic to lift it off the desk and bring it closer. On it, written in the scrawling handwriting of a child, was a long list of activities. "…What is this, Applebloom?"

"Hm?" Applebloom stopped what she was doing and turned to look. "Oh! That's our Crusadin' list!"

Chrys frowned. "Crusading?"

"Yeah!" Applebloom bounced over to her, plopping herself down in her lap without a thought. "We made a list of all the things we wanna try doing to get our Cutie Marks!"

Chrys thought for a moment. Despite the strange sensation of having someone small sit in her lap, she was curious about the idea of a Cutie Mark. "What is a Cutie Mark, exactly?"

"It's a mark that we Equestrians get when we realize our special talent!"

"So… an indication of what you are meant to do?"

"Yes! Like my big sis got those apples, and it shows how good she is with 'em!"

Chrys thought for a moment. Applejack did show skill with all aspects of working with apples… "Hm. An interesting concept."

"Do you have a Cutie Mark, Chrys?"

"No, I do not believe I do." She frowned. "I do not believe any Changelings had a Cutie Mark. We did not have particular talents, to be honest."

"No talents?"

"We functioned as a hive mind," Chrys explained, not completely believing that the young girl understood what she was saying. "I delegated what everyone did, and each of them followed their jobs. We worked as one."

"That sounds… sad."

"Sad? We knew exactly what we would do, even from birth. There was no confusion."

"So you were just supposed ta be a queen from the moment you were born?"

"Yes, I was. Is that strange?"

"I mean…" Applebloom looked up at her, green eyes full of sadness. "You never had a choice, did ya?"

"I…" Chrys paused. Choice? She had never really had a choice, did she? She had been born to be queen, taught to be queen, and raised to be queen. At no point did she find it that unusual, not until this little girl had asked her. Every Changeling had been born to serve, to do whatever task she gave them, as was her right as queen. None had ever complained—or never had the idea that they could. Suddenly, she was terrified. She had lived her entire life doing what she had been told and what she had been taught, and never once stopped to think if she had to. Yes, she had been working to keep her kind alive and fed, but all her methods had been taught to her by the previous queen. Everything she was… had been taught to her. She felt the tears falling even before they fell from her face. Applebloom's eyes widened in shock.

"Chrys! I'm sorry, did I say somthin' that hurt ya feelings?"

"I… I've never chosen," She said softly, rubbing at her face. Damnable emotions, making her cry in front of this little girl. "Everything I have ever done has been what I have been taught."

"But ya chose to live with Tyr, didn't ya?"

Chrys blinked. "…I…I did. I chose him as my Master."

Applebloom smiled. "Then you're making your own path! My sister always says you should follow your heart."

"Your sister seems like the type of person to say that."

"Yeah, she's the reason I put this place together."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Applebloom looked back down at the list still held by Chrys's magic. "Back in Ponyville, she gave me her old treehouse to fix up for the Cute Mark Crusaders. I fixed it up all by myself, but then the dog gone Merge happened, and I had to start from scratch."

Chrys was quiet for a moment. She lifted the list closer, scanning it quickly. "Hm."

"What is it?"

"I do not see construction on this list."

"Construction? But when we did the clubhouse the first time, we didn't get our Cutie Marks."

"From what you told me, you get this Mark through self-discovery, correct? Then why would it occur if you are actively doing activities?"

"Well… We figured if we tried a lot of things, we might get them."

"Have you ever considered if you had to find it… on your own?" The notion seemed to confuse the young girl. "Think about it. If this talent of yours is something you truly enjoy and something you are good at… I would hazard a guess that you have already found your talent."

"I'm good at… building things?" She scrunched up her nose. "But if that's my special talent, why hasn't my cutie mark shown up yet?"

"Because you have tried to force it. You love building things, don't you?"

"Yes! I do." She blinked. "I…I love making things? I…" She didn't get to finish her sentence as a soft glow came from her back. She shivered.

"Let me see," Chrys ordered softly, reaching down and lifting the back of the girl's shirt up. To her surprise, there was indeed a mark there. A symbol of an apple set over a hammer was on her leftmost shoulder blade. "It is true. You now have your Cutie Mark."

Applebloom squee'd. "I wanna see it, I wanna see!"

"Hold on, Applebloom," Chrys said with a chuckle. She levitated another piece of paper and a pencil over, and began using her magic to transcribe the picture. After a minute, she had an accurate depiction of the Cutie Mark. She handed it to Applebloom, who stared at it in wonder.

"My… my Cutie Mark…" She said it with reverence and awe. Chrys let her shirt fall back into place as the girl stood up.

"It seems you know what to do with your life now, little Applebloom."

Before Chrys could even say another word, the farm girl had spun on the spot and leapt on her, arms wrapping around Chrys's neck. She tried to push her off defensively, until she realized the girl was simply hugging her. "Thank you so much Chrys! You're such a great friend!"

A friend? Chrys smiled. "I am slowly learning. Thank you for allowing me an opportunity to learn."

"I gotta go show my big sis and my big brother!" She rushed to the door, only to pause after a second.

"What seems to be the matter?"

"My friends… Scootaloo and Sweetie Bell…" She frowned. "We made a promise to get our Cutie Marks together…"

Chrys got up slowly and made her way over to the distraught girl. She put her arms around her comfortingly. "If they are as close to you as you say, then I believe they will simply be happy for you."

"Ya think?"

"Yes. But for now, we should get going. We should get back to your house before your sister comes searching."

"Oh, horse-feathers, you're right!" She rushed out and slid down a rope to the ground, Chrys following using her wings. Applebloom shot off towards the house at a breakneck speed. With a small chuckle, she began to follow.

"I didn't realize you were so good with kids."

Chrys stopped in her tracks. The smile she had faded rapidly, only to be replaced by a slight scowl. "You were eavesdropping?"

Celestia came forward from the shade of the tree she had been standing under, wings flaring slightly as she walked forward. "I apologize, but Applejack was beginning to worry. I offered to come see what was keeping you."

"Well, you've done what you came to do."

"Chrys."

She paused at that. As far as she could readily remember, the Sun Princess had avoided using her nickname for as long as she could remember. "…What is it?"

"I apologize for treating you harshly. And for the things that I—"

"Don't." Chrys said softly, yet firmly. "I should be the one apologizing. And above all… thanking you."

"Thanking me?" Celestia looked confused.

"You allowed me a chance to continue living. A chance to meet someone worthy of Bonding to. You let me find…" She paused. "…My first friend."

Celestia looked surprised while she spoke, before allowing her face to change to a smiling one. "I'm glad you have made friends, Chrys. And, you are making more, it seems."

"Bah, stop acting all motherly." She turned away again, only making it a few more steps before a pair of long slender arms wrapped around her from behind. "w-what?"

"I thought you enjoyed emotion like this," Celestia cooed, giggling softly in her ear. "Maybe a mother figure would be good for you."

"I…" Chrys trailed off. "…I don't even remember my true mother anyway."

"Then, would it be so bad to think of me as such?"

"How could I…"

"I am a few thousand years your senior," Celestia reminded her. "And a lot of my subjects look to me as a mother figure."

"…You're really offering this?"

"If you are considering. I've done so little to try and help you, so I feel that maybe this will help our relationship. You didn't have much contact with the previous Queen, correct?"

"No. Outside of instilling the desire to feed the hive, there was nothing else."

"So. How about spending some time with Momma Tia?"

Chrys glared back at her. "You're enjoying this."

"I can't say I'm not. But you haven't pushed me off yet."

"…Shut up." Chrys didn't want to admit that she was enjoying the embrace. "Let's just go so you all can eat your damn pie."

"Alright." Celestia let her go and began walking back. Chrys, momentarily disappointed by the sudden lack of warmness around her neck, followed after a second later. They left the orchard, coming down to the side of the road so it was easier to navigate. Unlike Applebloom, who had already run off, they didn't know how to get back to the house so naturally. Chrys was about to suggest they fly, but Celestia seemed a bit happy to be walking. She kept silent, instead quickening her pace to catch up with the solar princess. They walked along for a minute or two before Chrys noticed something. She stopped in her tracks, listening. Celestia paused a few steps ahead, looking back at her. "Something the matter?"

"I thought I heard something." Chrys glanced around, eyes settling on a small box set on the side of the road. She went directly towards it. Celestia followed, a small frown on her face.

"What is in that box?"

Chrys gently opened the box, and felt her breath catch in her throat. A milk white kitten lay curled up inside of it, desperately trying to hide under a piece of paper with the words 'Need a Good Home' written in permanent marker. From the other small bits of fur in the box, there had been a number of kittens in this box, and the white one was the last. She gently reached in and stroked the little animal's back comfortingly. "Do not fear me, little one. I am not going to hurt you."

Celestia reached them then, and gasped slightly at seeing the kitten. "Oh my… It seems that whoever this kitten's previous owner was, they could not care for it anymore…"

The kitten, easily convinced that Chrys meant it no harm, began to lick at her fingers. It meowed sadly. Chrys let the creature do as it please before turning to Celestia. "This… kitten… what will happen to it if we leave it here?"

"Perhaps someone will come by for it. Or… no one." Celestia thought for a moment. "We could always take it to Applejack and her family. Maybe they can take it in?"

"Perhaps." Chrys missed the smile on Celestia's face as she scooped the kitten up into her arms. It squirmed a bit, surprised at the sudden movement, but eventually calmed down and snuggled up against Chrys. "It is most likely hungry."

"We can get it something to eat when we get there," Celestia assured her. They began to walk again. Now, the silence was broken every now and then by little soft meows by the kitten in Chrys's arms. The Changeling seemed more focused on keeping the kitten comfortable than watching where she was going. However, the Princess of the Sun made sure to keep her out of harm's way. They made it back to the Apple home just as AJ was coming outside.

"Well, reckon I don't have to go looking for ya now, do I?" She said with a chuckle. "Applebloom came in not too long ago, and I was wondering why y'all hadn't come back with her."

"We had a small conversation," Celestia offered as explanation. AJ simply nodded, before gesturing to the door.

"Well, come on in."

They followed the country girl inside, finding everyone that was already there, admiring the new marking on Applebloom's back. "It seems you found her, sister," Luna said, glancing over at Chrys. "We were beginning to worry."

"We decided to walk back," Chrys said, sitting in a nearby chair. The kitten squirmed in her arms, trying to look around. The movement caught the attention of Applebloom, who immediately rushed over to see.

"Ooh! A kitten!" She said excitedly. The kitten wormed its way further against Chrys, frightened by the sudden attention.

"You're scaring it," She admonished, tapping the girl on the head lightly.

"Sorry."

"Where'd ya find that little thing?" Applejack asked, coming over to see as well. Luna and Cadance rose from their seats and joined them.

"It was in a box on the side of the road…" Chrys murmured. The kitten meowed again. "Oh! Applejack, do you have anything that I can feed this kitten?"

"It's hungry, huh? Well, I think we've got some milk around here. Big Mac! Bring me a plate and a carton of milk, will ya?"

Big Mac grunted and retrieved the objects for his sister. "Here you go," He said, handing them off.

"Thanks big brother." Applejack set the plate on the floor and opened the carton. As the smell of milk wafted into the air, the kitten began squirming around to find the source of it. Chrys set it down beside the plate as Applejack poured some milk into it. "There we go."

They all watched expectantly as the kitten sniffed at the milk a few times before gingerly tasting it with the tip of its tongue. Realizing it was safe, it began to happily lap at the milk. "Aw… it's so cute!" Applebloom giggled.

"It is quite adorable," Luna agreed. "Its white fur is quite pretty."

"Agreed." Celestia said.

"What do you plan to do with it?" Applejack asked.

Chrys was conflicted. On the one hand, she wanted to leave the kitten with Applejack and her family. They were used to taking care of animals, so it would not be so difficult. On the other hand… She looked over at Celestia. "Would it be alright if… if I took the kitten?"

The silence in the room was surprisingly heavy. Applejack and the princesses took a long hard look at Chrys. "Would you be able to take care of a kitten, Chrys?" Cadance asked.

"You all act like I would kill it," She snapped. "If I needed any sort of help, I would ask Fluttershy for help."

"I mean, I'm not saying that… I was just wondering if you really wanted to."

Chrys looked down at the little kitten that was almost falling into the plate to get the last bit of milk. She smiled and picked it up, retrieving the plate as she did so. She tilted it as she set the kitten in her lap. "I would really like to take care of this kitten."

"Well, I see nothing wrong with it," Celestia said. "Chrys, you may keep the kitten."

She brightened. "T-thank you. I will take very good care of it."

The kitten meowed loudly, wriggling into Chrys's hands and demanding attention. She stroked the kitten's little head with one finger. "I reckon he's already taken with ya," Applebloom said, giggling.

"It would seem so."

"Well," Luna said. "I believe we were promised some pie? I have quite the craving for something sweet at the moment."

Applejack grinned. "Sugarcube, if you came here for sweet, you're gonna get sweet."

-x-

"I love hanging out with Applejack," Cadance said as they all piled back into Celestia's car. The sun was setting as they began to drive away. "She's always so honest about everything."

"That's what it means to be the Element of Honesty," Celestia explained with a chuckle. "Although I am quite sure Applejack was like that before she gained the magic of her Element."

"I suppose we all enjoyed ourselves," Luna said quietly, glancing over at Chrys. The Changeling was focused on the sleeping kitten in her arms, gently rubbing its back. "You seem happy."

Chrys shot her a glare, but didn't say anything. They fell into another bout of silence as they continued riding, until they were stopped outside of Tyr's house. "It seems Tyr has already arrived home," Celestia said softly.

"I am not surprised," Luna murmured. "He didn't have that much to do…"

They got out of the car and headed inside. As they entered, they found Tyr sitting on the couch, Sherry lying in his lap. The pink haired girl was sleeping peacefully in his lap, occasionally shifting slightly as she dreamed. Tyr glanced over as they came in. "Oh, hey girls. Didn't realize you guys were having a girl's night out."

"It wasn't that in particular," Luna told him, moving to sit by him. "We simply went out to—"

"It was!" Cadance said, cutting her off. Luna realized how close she had come to spilling what they had gone out to do. If he had heard about their trip to Zecora's, it would have raised a lot of questions. A lot of questions she wasn't sure she was ready to answer. "We stopped by the Apples for pie and everything!"

"Hm, sounds like fun. I spent most of today with Sweetie Bell before we went to go see Sherry at Sugarcube Corner." He glanced down at his sleeping daughter and smiled. "She worked herself hard. Seems she's the inspiration for a lot of Pinkie's… 'creations' lately."

"You had Sweetie Bell with you?" Luna asked, surprised.

"She looked bored, so I took her along as I went to repair something for one of Rarity's friends." Tyr smiled. "I guess maybe it was a good thing."

"Why do you say that?" Celestia asked.

"Sweetie Bell got her Cutie Mark today."

"Oh, that's wonderful! Applebloom gained hers today as well."

"Yeah, I can imagine she was just excited as Sweetie Bell was." He glanced past Celestia. "Chrys. What are you doing?"

Chrys had been trying to quietly sneak past everyone and get upstairs. She had just managed to put her foot onto the first step when Tyr had called out to her. "I was… going upstairs."

"I can see that." He frowned. [Are you hiding something?]

[No, I—] She didn't get to finish the thought, as the little kitten hidden in her shirt meowed as loudly as it could.

"Was that… a cat?"

"…Yes." Chrys nodded slowly, coming over to where he was sitting and letting the kitten out of her shirt. Tyr blinked upon seeing the animal.

"You found a kitten?"

"It was in a box alongside the road. Celestia and I found it…" She blushed slightly as the kitten began licking at her fingers. "S-stop it, little Snow…"

"You named him already?"

"I… I saw the color of his fur and it came to me."

Tyr watched the small kitten nibbling and licking Chrys's fingers. After a moment, the animal looked over at him, its dark eyes meeting his silver ones. "You want to stay with Chrys, huh, Snow?"

The kitten meowed happily as it snuggled up to Chrys. "Seems like it really wants to be with her," Cadance said with a small laugh.

"It senses a kindred soul," Luna teased. Chrys shot her a look., causing her to laugh.

"Oh," Tyr said suddenly, "Speaking of cats…" He gestured over to a small box sitting on the table in front of him. "That's for you, Chrys."

"For me?" Chrys looked confused. She came around to the table and set Snow down on it before picking up the box. The kitten complained a bit at being put down, but got over it quickly as it began to explore. Tenderly, Chrys opened the box. A small gasp escaped her lips as the contents were revealed to her. "Is this…?"

She pulled out the object. It was a collar, just the right size to go around a human's neck, with leather outside and a softer fabric inside. It was black and silver, with a smaller version of Tyr's Cutie Mark stitched into it near the metal buckle. "I didn't ask Rarity to make it like that, but I guess it looks okay…"

"Can you… Can you put it on for me?"

Tyr frowned, but nodded. "I guess. If that's what you want, come over here." Chrys went over and knelt in front of him so that he didn't have to move and disturb Sherry. He took the collar from her, slipped it around her neck, and pulled it around until it was just barely touching her skin. "How's that?"

"Tighter."

Tyr pulled it just a little tighter. "Better?"

He was avoiding pulling it too tightly, she knew. Chrys shook her head. "Tighter."

Tyr obliged, a bit embarrassed at the scene the three princesses were watching from behind him. "How about now?"

"T-Tighter."

Tyr pulled the collar closed just enough that Chrys wasn't choking but could easily feel the weight of the collar on her neck. She smiled softly as he asked one final time, "Is it good?"

"Perfect," She said softly. Tyr swiftly buckled it and patted her head.

"Happy?"

"Elated." She took his hand and kissed it. "You know, I really wasn't kidding about liking the feeling of being owned… Master."

"Okay, this is starting to get too kinky even for my tastes," Cadance said, making a face. "And I enjoy love of all forms. Chrys might as well be the Princess of Eroticism at this point."

"Be careful, dear sister," Celestia said, putting a hand on Luna's shoulder. "We do not want you getting caught up in any strange fetishes."

Luna blushed so deeply it was as if her entire body turned red. "S-sister! How could you…!"

Tyr sighed, leaning back against the couch and mindlessly stroking Sherry's hair. He wasn't complaining exactly, for Chrys was very happy at receiving the collar, and because of the Bond he could not help but feel happy as well. Luna cuddled up to his side, and Chrys sat herself in front of him, playing with her new kitten. "Now isn't that an adorable sight," Celestia said with a smile.

"Yeah, it is," Cadance agreed. Suddenly, a thought occurred to her, and she smiled. "Hey… maybe Shining and I should stay in a hotel tonight."

"Hm? Why would you do that? I thought Tyr had opened his home to you?"

"He did but… Hey, I want to have kids too!"

And that's that. Chrys secretly has a thing for kids. ^_^ One last CMC member left, and I'm looking forward to it. Are you?

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