Productivity · 12:15am Mar 26th, 2021

“Griff? Griff, are you in here?”

Griff didn’t answer, still tossing dough like a pizza making zombie.

“...Griff? Griff!” Scarab stepped in front of his adopted son, pounding a hoof on the counter to get his attention.

“Ahh!” He yelped in surprise, the dough flying onto the ceiling with a wet slapping sound. Griff looked up, glaring at the wasted dough. “...Damn it. It took me half an hour to get it thin enough. Thin crusted pizza ain’t an easy job, Y’know.”

Scarab let out an annoyed sigh. “...We need to talk.”

“Talk about what?” he began rolling out a new piece of dough.

“All this. You haven’t been spending any time with any of your relatives. At all. Not your siblings, not your husband, not your kids…”

“Mhmmm.” he just continued rolling the dough, looking mesmerized.

“...You’re not listening to me, are you?”

He didn’t answer, proving just as much.

Scarab thought for a moment, watching as Griff moved over to the cooking station. “...Look, Griff,” he said, ignoring the fact that his adopted son still had his back turned to him. “Are you still mad at what Pharynx, Thorax, and Ocellus did to you?”

He grunted, still sprinkling the cheese on the pizza. “I was never mad...I was fat and lazy and I needed a job.”

“Then what’s forcing you to cut your family members out of your life?”

“They obviously wanted me to have a job instead of stay at home, so now I’m at work. Work is my home now…”

“Griff…”

He grunted once again, shoving the pizza into the oven.

“Look, you don’t have to act like this. It’s ridiculous.”

“It’s work. My job.”

“Jobs are important, but there’s a time and a place for spending time with those who are close to you. It’s good that you’re willing to work and earn money to help your family, but what point is there in shutting them out?”

He huffed, then turned the oven up.

“Kid, answer me. Now.”

He grunted again, lashing his tail. “It’s not like you’d understand. Work is my life now. Since everyone wants to complain about me being a lazy lump, I won’t be a lazy lump.”

“They were wrong to do that!”

“Doesn’t matter.”

Scarab sighed, nearly on the verge of giving up. “What I’m trying to say is… you don’t have to feel insecure about your productivity. Not anymore.”

Griff hesitated for a second.

Scarab lowered his head. “I mean… to me, you are anything but a lazy lump.”

Griff sighed, peering at the pizza. “I-I’ll try and spend some time with you and the Change Gang later, okay…?”

Scarab gave a small smile. “...Thank you.”

The alicorn smiled as well, taking the pizza out of the oven and slicing it into eighths. “Thanks dad.”

Scarab’s smile grew wider upon hearing that.

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