Chronicles of an Unknown World - The Awakening

by Blue Blaze {COMET}

Chapter 5: Donations Due, Part 7

Both human and unicorn headed towards the Carousel Boutique’s kitchen. While Griffin’s mind was filled with fret, Rarity confidently strode on through her abode. The pair was just about to enter the kitchen when the pearl white pony stopped in her tracks, accidentally causing a collision between the two. Griffin raised his eyebrow at the sudden halt until Rarity turned around and motioned him to the side. Kneeling down, the boy leaned in to listen what she had to say.

“Before we enter the kitchen, let me go first so I can calm down Sweetie Belle. I can talk some sense into her before she overreacts. Don’t say a thing until I give you the signal, got it?” Rarity instructed. The human gave a thumbs up in understanding.

Noticing Rarity’s look of confusion, he answered her silent question. “Oh, when I do this,” Griffin pointed towards his thumb, “It means a-ok.” Standing up again, they continued on to meet up with Twilight in the next room.

Griffin took cover beside the doorway, letting Rarity pass by. There was a table at the center of the kitchen which Sweetie and Twi were sitting at, who were both waiting patiently for the others to arrive. The fashionista flashed a sincere smile towards her little sister before approaching the two.

“What are we having tonight?” Sweetie Belle inquired, eyes shining brightly.

“You’ll see soon enough.” her older sister responded. “But before we eat, there is something I want to tell you. We have a guest that will be staying here tonight besides Twilight. Now, he may look a little… different to you, but trust me he is a very kind and trustworthy being. Please keep your manners while he’s around, won’t you?”

The young filly hesitantly nodded her head, not knowing what to expect.

“You can come in now!” Rarity called around the corner. Griffin sheepishly shuffled into the kitchen, almost tripping on his heels while avoiding the top of the doorframe. Recovering from his sudden stumble, he immediately straightened himself out and set his mind to ‘aware’, just in case he needed to pay attention to something important. He could only smile back to the shocked expression of Sweetie Belle after properly examining her. Before he could even greet her, the eager pony zoomed out of her seat and launched right next to Griffin’s legs faster than you could say ‘pony picked a pumpernickel’.

“Hi! I’m Sweetie Belle! Who are you? Where did you come from? Are you some kind of giant bald gorilla?” the filly squeaked, her immature voice cracking at least once. Rarity magically tugged at her sister’s tail, dragging her backwards and giving Griffin some much needed personal space.

“Sweetie, what did I just say about manners?” Rarity scolded.

“I know, but he’s so interesting! I’ve never seen anything so tall before!” She gawked up at Griffin’s face, eyeing her height difference.

“To answer your questions, my name is Griffin, I came from a different planet and I am not a giant bald gorilla. Well, technically speaking, I’m not.” he said, trying his best to be clear and concise.

“Wow! He can talk!” Sweetie chirped. When Griffin scowled in insult, Rarity could only provide sympathy from her facial expression.

“Yeah, well I can do many things, talking is just one of them.” the towering bipedal answered politely, ignoring the child’s innocent comment.

“Like what?” Sweetie inquired, craning her neck eagerly.

“Well, I would rather not display my skills in fear of messing up your sister’s household.” said Griffin, adorning a slight British accent. He smirked, having a little fun with the situation.

“So if you’re not from this planet does that mean that you’re an alien?”

“Now that’s quite enough Sweetie. Griffin’s been answering questions all day and needs a break, would you say Griffin?” Rarity telekinetically lifted her little sister back into her seat.

“Yes, a break from questions does sound absolutely exceptional right now. In fact, I feel somewhat peckish, so let’s start eating, shall we?” he suggested while heading towards the dining table.

“Yes, we shall.” Rarity replied, taking her own seat beside Sweetie Belle.

Just before Griffin pulled out his chair and sat down, a thought occurred to him.

“Umm, I would rather not crush your dining furniture, Rarity.”

“What makes you say that?” she questioned. Griffin appropriately made a ‘are you kidding me?’ expression and gestured towards his seat. Both Twilight and Sweetie had to chuckle at the fact that the chair was not only looked too small, but also could not possible support his weight.

“Oh dear! I did not foresee that problem!” Rarity exclaimed. “Uh, I think I have some extra cushions you could sit on. Hang on…” The white stylist got out of her seat and walked towards the hall.

“No need to get up Rarity, I can just eat on my knees. You don’t have to get anything for me.” Griffin assured.

“Nonsense, I will not have my guests dine without a proper seating device!” she demanded somewhere in the hall. The teenager just shrugged his shoulders and moved the pint-sized wooden chair to the side of the room. Rarity quickly came back with dark purple pillows floating beside her. She stacked the objects on top of each other, creating a makeshift chair. She quickly returned to her spot soon after. Griffin sat down on his newly conceived sitting place, trying to balance himself on the pile of poof-y material while stretching out his legs.

“Now that that’s settled, please, dig in!”

A large steaming pot was sitting in the center of the table the entire time. Griffin duly noted that he didn’t notice it because he was too occupied on making Sweetie Belle’s first encounter with him a successful one. Now that the ruckus was over, he properly got accommodated with the room.

Rarity’s kitchen was a standard one. Its cupboards were a mixture of maroon and Cornell red. There were several pans, metal spoons and other stirring devices hanging against the wall. The dull gold sink had an empty pot in it, but was otherwise void of plates or utensils. There were a few heart designs cut into the wood and some handles were put together to make them look like hearts. The table Griffin sat at had an ocean blue tablecloth draped over it, covering the brown wooden interior. The top had several sets of spoons, forks and knives, each laid out in their respective spaces. The direct center of the tabletop was the pot of food, along with what seemed to be a bowl of tomato sauce.

The glamorous hostess lifted up the pot’s top telekinetically, releasing steam into the room. Griffin could feel the heat of the freshly cooked food from his seat. A black plastic spoon was grabbed from the wall and put into the pot. Retrieving its contents, Rarity poured an amount onto Sweetie Belle’s plate. Griffin almost instantly recognized the cookery.

(Rotini!) he eagerly thought.