//------------------------------// // Chapter 5: Donations Due, Part 8 // Story: Chronicles of an Unknown World - The Awakening // by Blue Blaze {COMET} //------------------------------// Small note: added a little blurb to part 7, chapter 5 about what exactly was on the table. You might want to review that. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- {*Omniscient point of view, Carousel Boutique*} “Wait!” Twilight cried out in the middle of the adequately peaceful evening. Rarity, Sweetie Belle, Twilight and Griffin were all prepared to chow down on some well-deserved supper before the purple pony cried out in panic. They all stared at her, puzzled to her strange outburst. Rarity stopped serving mid-scoop to see what her friend had to say. “Can you even eat this?” asked the high-prestige student while pointing at the open pot. “Uh, what, rotini? Yeah, sure I can.” he claimed simplistically, folding his arms and nodding his head. “No, wait, that’s a good question…” “So you can’t eat rotini?” Rarity was the next one to inquire. “Well, no, yet yes. I have eaten rotini before, it’s just I haven’t eaten Equestrian rotini before. I dunno if you’ve added any ingredients that I couldn’t digest.” he replied, scratching the back of his head. “Well what can’t you eat?” Twilight asked next. “I have no idea. All I can say is that if there’s some foreign plant that you added to the pot or the tomato sauce,” he pointed out the bowl of sauce beside the pot, “then I might get a bit sick later.” “Oh dear, well we wouldn’t want that to happen, now would we?” Rarity generally stated. Griffin pondered for a moment before continuing. “Well DID you add anything in particular to your cuisine?” “Not really, just the standard tomato, mushrooms and onions. In my opinion it’s nothing special.” “Then theoretically speaking, I should be a-ok…” Griffin analyzed, massaging his chin. Twilight’s facial expression was tense, not wanting to cause any harm accidentally to Griffin’s wellbeing. He noticed the hesitation in everyone’s ability to make a final decision. Sensing Twilight’s stress, the tall sturdy human wisely chose an option before the amethyst equine could make a choice for him. “Well you know what they say, nothing ventured, nothing gained…” He swiftly grabbed the ladle, slopped on some rotini onto his plate, grabbed his fork and dug right in before any of the ponies could protest. They all gazed at the teen, searching for some kind of response. “Hmm, not bad!” he munched, taking in the flavor of pasta and butter. All the mares sighed with ease, relieved of their paranoia. The famished ape took his spoon and poured some tomato sauce onto his plate. Rarity taking the hint resumed serving her guest and herself food. They all smirked and grinned, content that there was finally a moment of peace for all of them. From that second onward, dinner was officially served. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- {*First-Person View, Main Character*} I have to say that supper couldn’t have gone better. Finally after delay and delay we managed to get something done today, that that was dinner. The food was pretty dang good for a first experience of intergalactic rations. The rotini didn’t taste too far off from home. If anything, it tasted a little bit better. How? I dunno, maybe it was something they put in the butter. The ponies definitely enjoyed the meal as well, but I guess that is to be expected. Granted, it’s rotini, it’s nothing amazing, but at least it’s dang familiar in this god-forsaken hellhole. Ok, so maybe I’m just layering the cake a bit too thick, but sympathize for me, will ya? I would give anything, ANYTHING to be back on Earth. It doesn’t even matter if I end up in Africa or Brazil or something like that, I just want to be back on some familiar ground with my surrounding looking back like the way they’re supposed to. But I’m getting off topic here. The food was great, the tomato sauce was fantastic (not too thick, just enough vegetables.), and overall the atmosphere was appropriate. Sweetie Belle talked almost the entire time about cutie marks or something? I didn’t even wanna know, so I didn’t ask. Cutie marks… God, I know I’ve said it a millions times by now but I’ll just say it a million times more: the names in this universe SUCK. BAD. So anyways, Sweetie Belle talking about cutie mark-things and her friends and what they had planned to do in the future. Surprisingly, she wasn’t annoying. In fact, she was quite bearable despite her high-pitched immature voice and constant voice cracks. I got to know a lot more about the pony behind the… mare. Yeah, that didn’t come out like I thought it would. Rarity and Twilight were attentive listeners all the way. I mean, I guess they couldn’t do much else (what are they going to do, IGNORE her? I don’t think so!), but that just shows the extent of their patience. As for Sweetie Belle, she wasn’t exactly a chip off her old sister, but I could somewhat see some family traits in the two. For example, both of them have picked up unnecessary speech habits such as saying ‘quite’ and ‘absolutely’. Also, they were both white. Actually, that may have nothing to do about them being sisters, but the fact just made it more believable. So Sweetie was just like any normal human child: hyperactive, loud and excited for anything that happens in her life. I had to keep reminding myself that I was dining with a bunch of ponies, not actual human beings. It was very strange to say the least. Seemingly in no time flat our meal was done. I almost single-handily emptied out the pot myself, but I also made sure that everyone else had their fill before I ate the rest. Rarity expressed her concern for not cooking enough, but I had to assure her that I was full. Of course, I was lying. That meal could have been a lot, lot bigger, but I played the politeness card and said otherwise. If I could I would definitely go for a round 4. Yes, that’s how much I ate. And yet I still have room. At the end of our supper, I leaned back, took in a huge breath and let it back out in the form of a loud intrusive belch. I think that Rarity and Twilight were gawking at me while Sweetie Belle had a giggle, but I didn’t really care. Because for the first time in this god-damn inter-dimensional trip, something had gone my way. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I once again apologize for the short chapter part, but I am beginning to get at wit's end with my writing ability and author creativity. Don't be surprised if I slow down in updates a bit. I'll make sure to post something on my blog if I am certain of something. Stay tuned!