//------------------------------// // Chapter 5: Donations Due, Part 5 // Story: Chronicles of an Unknown World - The Awakening // by Blue Blaze {COMET} //------------------------------// NOTE: I added a extra blurb of information that I accidentally forgot to add back when I was writing chapter three. So, for all those who are actively following my story please re-read part three of chapter three. It contains a little bit of foreshadowing to what will happen next, but I mean, it's not anything story breaking. Still you should really go back and re-read it if you haven't done so yet. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- {*First-Person View, Main Character*} I casually walk down the hall of Rarity’s home. My head was barely scraping of the top of the corridor, seeing as these walls were made to house miniature technicolor horses, not six feet tall bipedal aliens that creates an air of awkwardness every time he or she passes by. The walls were painted with the same theme as the rest of the home: a very light purple. In fact, it was so light, one could not tell that it was actually a shade of purple without looking at it very closely. … …So what if I took a minute or two to stare straight at a wall? You’ve probably done stranger things before! And I don’t even wanna know, so keep your dirty little secrets to yourself, ok? … Ok, I’m sorry that I seem a bit hostile right now, but my last plan didn’t turn out a smoothly as I hoped and things are tense in this situation I find myself in overall. Previously, I asked Rarity where the washroom was to have an excuse to get away so that the two ponies (I will never get used to saying that…) could have some kind of alone time. Obviously me being in that room was causing some kind of communication interference between the two, so I thought that if I were to remove myself from the scene, the problem would be solved. Unfortunately, I did not foresee the factor that Rarity was a complete BITCH- I mean, overly polite person and wanted to show me the bathroom herself. I really didn’t want Rarity to get up just for me, seeing as she had enough on her hands. Or hooves. Or- you get what I mean! So I would say that plan was a bit of a failure because even though I got out of the room, not only did Twilight shoot me a dirty look for asking such a question because she didn’t understand the nature of my request (seriously? I thought she was smarter than that!), but I also managed to get Rarity to hold back her emotions by getting her to get up, accidentally I might add. Yes, I saw it in her expression and sudden change of demeanor. When she physically sat up and got off of her couch, she took any sadness she was displaying and sucked it all the way back into the depths of her heart, which, I predict will eventually break out at the worst possible moment. Gah, I screwed up that one. Following Rarity’s instruction, I turned myself left and the end of the passage and continued until I found the second door, which was to my right. I immediately opened the door and attempted to enter, but ended up banging my head on the doorframe. Using some choice curses, I briskly strode in. The bathroom wasn’t anything special. It was a simple white tiled, run of the mill washroom with the standard sink, toilet and shower. The only things notable were the pink shower mat in front of the shower, the miscellaneous beauty items on a counter all around the sink and the fact that everything was at waist level. It wasn’t anything interesting, but I don’t know what I was expecting from a freaking bathroom. I leaned against the wall, breathing a sigh of relief. I actually didn’t need to go to the bathroom in the first place, I just wanted to get out of the living room as fast as humanly possible. Ironic, isn’t it? Anyways, at least now I had some time to ponder what life had handed me next. So far, Rarity is a hopeless mess of negative feelings, Equestria is in shambles, the oh-so-powerful goddess of a Princess is not doing her duty and Twilight… I don’t know about Twilight. I mean, obviously she’s still dealing with the fact that she has to leave, but she is definitely far better off than before. The thing is, I could not only see the physical impact of the whole weight of it all in her eyes, but I could also sense it. I dunno how to explain it, but every time I look at her, she just seems… Sad. And not a normal, saddy sad, but the kind of sad that comes with depression and that creeps along like a hidden shadow, growing every second until it envelopes the entirety of your mind, body and soul! Of course, Rarity was say, but that was a different sad from Twilight’s. Sometimes, I worry about that girl. And Rarity. Based on what I’ve seen from her, she has a certain regal air to herself. She’s polite, has a certain speech pattern with “darling” and “dear” thrown around and wears way too much make up. I can’t believe that a pony is wearing make up in the first place! Why? Why make up? I just don’t get it. But enough about trying to wrap my head around impossible things, she was definitely shaken up by the news. I can understand, seeing that if I was asked to leave my country on such short notice I would break down one way or another. I just hope that she has a quick recovery, because I’m not really interested in sticking around. And last but not least, Ponyville. First of all, who the mother truck makes up these names? Twilight? Rarity? Rainbow Dash? The flying frick? I know my name’s kinda goofy, but this is just pushing it! And now PONYVILLE of all names? Why would someone want to name a town PONYVILLE??? Because it’s full of ponies? Sure, but can’t you at least come up with something, oh I dunno, more creative? I mean, for crying out loud, I want some names that make some freaking sense! … …Sorry, I had to get that out of my system. But what Twilight said about Ponyville (uggghhh…) earlier really hit home. If Ponyville was really the lower end of the chaos, then does this mean that this is just the calm before the storm? Aw crap. Please, ignore that pun. Anyways, it sounds like the worst is yet to come, and I’m afraid to find out what’s gonna happen next. What WILL happen next? I really have no way to tell. I don’t think that the storm can possible can get any worse. And what are these "Elements of Harmony" Twilight was talking about? *knock knock* “Griffin, are you almost done in there?” I heard Twilight’s voice call out. “Oh, yeah, just a second!” I called back. Thinking quickly, I flushed the toiled just for good measure and opened the door. The purple unicorn was standing the hall, waiting patiently for her turn. Without a moment of hesitation, we swapped spots in the hall. Once she shut the door, I was once again all alone, except for the growing annoyance of the rainwater rapping against the windows and my own mind. “Dang it, what was I thinking about again?”