Aster, was usually a friendly, confident Changeling when it came to most things. She normally was enthusiastic about many things, and got into her fair share of trouble with her curiosity. Right now though, she felt everything but confident. She expected the other ponies here to either be afraid of her, or outright object to her being here and demand that she be off the team. Her head slowly drooped as the Deer vocalized obvious dislike for her being here. She knew little of the dear culture and was hoping that at least he might be a little more friendly. Flicker, she managed to ignore for the most part, since she cared little of what he thought.

She was pleasantly surprised, however, when a pony ran up to her. He was obviously excited to see that she was a Changeling. She hadn't seen this pony enter, so it must have been when Twilight asked her to change, or soon before. She was at a bit of a loss, especially since he was asking her to turn into him. Stallions weren't something she normally did, but she thought it would be a bit awkward to refuse and it might not make her that popular to appear to be a grumpy pants. [b]"Um...well, alright."[/b] She hesitantly replied, and with a flash of green light and a few seconds later, she had copied Happy's appearance perfectly.

[b]"So, uh..."[/b] Aster awkwardly started. [b]"I'm Aster."[/b] She said to the red earth pony.
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Meanwhile, Floret was eating a cupcake that Happy had brought. It was good. Considering she didn't normally like cupcakes, or other desserts or things, that was saying something. She was also keeping an eye on Aster, making sure she was alright. She wasn't one to show ponies she was a changeling. Last time she did it, it hadn't ended so well. She finished off the cupcake, and smiled as she watched Happy run over to Aster in asked her to turn into him. It was definitely not what Aster was probably expecting, but no doubt she'd be happy about it. That comment the deer had made, probably had hurt a bit though. As she watched Aster, she caught Flickers glare out of the corner of her eye, and gave him one of her own, resisting the urge to throw a cupcake at him. She didn't know what he was rambling about, and she didn't care. She just hoped they had only very few interactions with him.