Gummy the Alligator sat in the middle of the empty room, his eyes wide open and staring at a piece of the wall in front of him, not looking at anything in particular but with the little alligators rather limited emotional range, there was very little for him to be particular excited about. Not even when his owner exhibited a drastic mood swing did he feel the least bit disturbed; maybe he would have if he was something other than a simply alligator he may have displayed something more meaningful but as he was, his owner didn't seem to mind at all what kind of pet she kept.
"My miniature crocodilian that I keep in my household purely for the sake of companionship, I am pleased to announce my immediate return to this domicile where we call home." The voice of his owner suddenly sounded as the front door swung open, and Pinkie Pie trotted into the room.
Gummy the Alligator simply made a swift gesture to turn his head to face the much larger raspberry coloured pony as she slowly stopped just above him.
"Your customary posture and contemplation displays that you have indeed appropriately adjusted yourself to my change in conduct and demeanour." She recited yet again.
Suddenly Gummy jumped up and attached his mouth to closest pink foreleg in front of him, in an attempt to cause some harm to his owner.
"Your efforts in which to cause me injury are severely hindered by the simple fact that you lack the appropriate small calcified structures found in the jaws that would cause me some measure of injury." Pinkie Pie simply pointed out in the false attempt on her life.
Still, Gummy did not cease his assault, jumping up some more and biting what he could of the pink pony, despite his lack of teeth proving it a fruitless effort.
"Your continued labours to cause me harm are already growing outside their amusement limits and present some newfound determination that makes the incredibly dubious suggestion that you indeed bare some ill will towards me and are undeniably putting forth all your physical strength with some livid incentive to inflict as much agony upon myself as possible within your means." Pinkie Pie now stated, some concern growing in her as to Gummy motivations.
All her little alligator pet did was simply continuing his attempt on her life, his lack of teeth did not seem an appropriate reason for him to give up.
"Your actions have now reached the very highest threshold to which I can tolerate them, and I am now forced to take action myself in an attempt to terminate your assault." Pinkie Pie announced, before she grasped her pet in a hoof, immediately ceasing his attack and laid him down on the floor again.
Gummy simply stood there, accepting the new fate bestowed upon him and starting to stare at a wall again, not at his owner.
"I have made the deduction that this recent behavioural alteration in your personality and mannerisms suggests that there is some issue that is indeed perturbing you, my companion, and since there is a lacking of any other potential influences for this sudden change, I am confident that the only possible answer would be that my previous inquiry about you being suited to my change in conduct was in fact a false one, and my new mind set is indeed causing you some measure of discomfort." Pinkie Pie explained.
Even if the little Alligator possessed the vocal requirements to answer, she doubted that he would be willing to provide her with an answer. Gummy simply stared stoically at the wall, showing no inclination that he had heard what she had said.
"It is with great regret that I announce that I too share your concerns." Pinkie Pie said to herself. "I strongly doubt that any of the acquaintances I have the pleasure of calling friends expected this change from me. I would be more than happy to discover some scheme to free me from this vocally restrictive manner and return me to my previous one of fun and merriment. But alas, the methods to do so have regrettably eluded me, and I see no potential outcomes that would ensure such a solution."
Again Gummy simply sat in his big stare, paying her no heed, and Pinkie could feel a sense some feelings of grief buried beneath all her vocal intellect.
"I have now noticed that the night is getting late." She began again. "It is time for us both to rest in slumber and recuperate our vigour and drive for the next day. I now make the half-hearted optimistic proposal that I shall be alleviated of this vocal infliction when I arise, though is it with great sorrow that I realise the futility in such a likelihood."
And with that, she strolled past her pet, still paying her no attention and got ready to go to sleep. Pausing in one step, she turned to Gummy for the last time tonight.
"Good Night." She said quietly before leaving the room.