//------------------------------// // The chapter after chapter 1. // Story: Whatever man. // by Chuckward //------------------------------// Before you read this chapter I'd love it if you joined The Sexy Hair Club! ---------------------------- Gerard woke up.He looked around, momentarily forgetting where he was. He was no stranger to waking up in strange locations, so he remained rather calm. "Oh my word, what sort of shenanigans have my hippie habits gotten me into this time?"he said aloud in a curious tone. He took off his grungy hippie clothes to reveal a spotless white tuxedo. The second his tiedye poncho was over his head his hair instantly tidied itself into a simple comb over, and his beard vanished. He grabbed a top hat, a cane, and a pocketful of miracles, then he calmly sauntered down the stairs, pausing to straighten a framed picture of what he assumed was Lyra's family. He stared at the young version of her with deep concern in his eyes. Miss Lyra looked so sad in the picture. Sure she was smiling, but it certainly wasn't genuine. He started to rush back up the stairs to consult with Lyra, but he regained his composure, he'd have to wait until the right time, it was the gentlemanly thing to do after all. So he walked the rest of the way down the stairs and into the kitchen. He began to rummage through the various cabinets pulling out bowls and trays as he went along. Afterwards he went to the refrigerator to cell exit the necessary ingredients. He had chocolate chips, flour, milk and- "Hmm no eggs, why would- ah but of course, eggs are most improbable to be in a pony's diet, whatever was I thinking? No matter, I like a challenge." So Gerard looked high and low for anything he could use to replace the eggs. After picking out what he decided would be suitable he mixed them together and put them in a tray, then he popped them in the oven. Gerard walked over to a window and looked outside to watch the sunrise, he enjoyed the powerful beams of light that spread warmth across his entire being. He daydreamed for awhile until he heard a soft ding. He walked over to the oven and pulled out a tray of freshly baked chocolate chip muffins. He smelled them, enjoying the wonderful aroma. He grabbed a muffin for himself and placed it on the windowsill to cool. Then he poured a glass of orange juice and put two muffins on a plate. He filled another glass with milk and walked back upstairs, he walked into Lyra and Bon-Bon's room delighted to see that they were both asleep,he placed the plates and glasses upon their nightstand and left to let the smell of the muffins awaken them in the most pleasant manner possible. He went back to the kitchen to enjoy his breakfast, when he came across a strange sight, a small cross-eyed Pegasus with her head in the window, eating his muffin. -------------------------------/----------- Bon-Bon woke up slowly, wafting in the pleasant aroma that engulfed the entire room. She looked down to see Lyra cuddling her, with her head resting in Bon-Bon's side. She smiled and slowly moved Lyra away, taking care not to wake her. Then she turned to her nightstand, and was greeted with two chocolate muffins. She nudged Lyra. "Lyra did you do this?" Lyra sat up and rubbed her eyes, then she yawned and turned towards Bon-Bon. Her closest friend was holding a plate of muffins. "Bonny you know I can't cook. It was probably Gerard." "Well then, I must say, he's an amazing baker," said Bon-Bon after swallowing the large bite she had taken. Lyra and Bon-Bon sat in their bed talking and laughing, be it about old school days, or the situation they were currently in. After finishing breakfast they trotted down the stairs to thank Gerard. Lyra and Bon-Bon walked into the kitchen, only to see Gerard and Derpy having tea and crumpets, each was wearing a top hat and a monocle, there was a chess board in front of them and the phonograph was playing haytoven's fifth. ---------------------- Gerard turned his head towards the sound of trotting hooves. He was delighted to see Lyra and Bonbon walking into the kitchen. Naturally he greeted them in as polite a manner as possible. "Good morning Lyra and Bonbon, how do you do?" "Oh goodness," said Bonbon, surprised at how articulate Gerard was being this morning,"I'm fine, how're you?" "Oh I'm simply fantastic. I made muffins this morning, but when I finished bringing yours upstairs I found this pegasus devouring my breakfast." "Terribly sorry about that good sir,"Derpy said,"but when I get near a muffin I find myself unable to maintain my composure." "It's fine, it's fine," Gerard replied,' I experience a similar phenomenon when I inhale marijuana." "How unfortunate, Knight to Rook 3, I believe that's checkmate." "Goodness you're right,"he turned to Lyra," miss Lyra, were you aware of how adept at chess your friend here is?" "Not really..." "But she's so articulate, haven't you ever invited her into your home?" "No..." "Well why not." "Is it the eyes," Derpy interjected,"over the years people seem to come to the conclusion that I'm mentally afflicted due to my peculiar condition, I assure you it's nothing more than a severe case of Derpchondria,"she turned to Gerard," Thank you for such a wonderful time Mr.Butler, but I simply must return to my mail route." Derpy grabbed her mail bag and walked out the door while whistling classical music. She took off, running to continue her ,mail route. "What a wonderful mare,"said Gerard," so refined." "That's great and all Gerard, but we need to get you to Twilight Sparkle's house, we need to know more about you, plus she'll know how to break you to the public." "Wonderful idea, but if you're planning to gently introduce me to the public I must ask, how are you going to get me there without anyone seeing?" "Leave that to me," said Lyra holding up a hammer and some paper clips.