Pipsqueak woke up the following morning to the smell of fruit, the same fruit that he had had earlier and stranger moon fruits. He yawned and got out of bed, then he went over to the main room of the house, he didn’t see Moon Rock until he noticed that he was sitting outside at a table, politely waiting for Pipsqueak.
He walked outside and said: “Good morning, Moon Rock. That fruit smells good.” Pipsqueak had never had fruit that smelled so much, but at least it was delicious smelling.
He sat down and looked at the plants that Moon Rock had growing. There were many of them, each one strange to look at, but attractive in a way. There was a tree of some sort that grew the oval fruit that Pipsqueak had tried, but the leaves were on the bottom and the roots were on the top, and the fruits themselves seemed to defy physics by hanging off of the leaves, but hanging up. There was a rainbow bush that grew a small, completely black crop that was hard to tell if it was a fruit or a vegetable, or possibly even a nut or goober. Then there was a vine that continuously moved as if it were an animal. Small, orange pyramids grew from it, each one glowing a little bit in a blue color. Then there was a plant that seemed to be a corn-like crop, but it grew hourglasses instead of corn.
There were many more crops, but the other ones Pipsqueak couldn't see.
“This is . . . quite a garden.” Pipsqueak said.
Moon Rock bowed his head, which probably meant something like “thank you.”
Pipsqueak then ate his food, he especially liked the little pyramid fruits, they tasted sour and sweet at the same time, and sometimes even salty. Once Pipsqueak and Moon Rock had finished eating, Pipsqueak wanted to ask Moon Rock something.
“Moon Rock . . . do my parents . . . remember me?” he asked.
Moon Rock wrote something: Why did this come up so suddenly?
“Because, how can we be here and my parents know? They would try to stop Celestia, wouldn’t they?”
He then wrote: I’m sorry, Pipsqueak, she makes it so they can’t interfere. . . .
“Oh.” He said sadly.
Now Moon Rock wrote: Can you help me with my chores, Pipsqueak, there are lots of things that need doing today, and if you help me then it would go faster. It’ll take your mind off of things, at least. . . .
“Okay, I can help.”
Moon Rock wrote up a list:
Harvest water from the spring.
Water the plants.
Search for more seeds for new plants.
Harvest the rubber-like plant for making a spacesuit so we can get out of the Celestia Bubble.
Collect moon rocks for Moon Rock’s collection.
Clean house.
“Can I do the stuff that’s inside the house area, like watering plants and cleaning the house?”
Moon Rock nodded.
“Okay, I’ll water the plants, harvest the rubber-like plant for making a spacesuit so we can get out of the Celestia Bubble, and clean.”
Moon Rock nodded. He then put the list on the table and pointed towards Harvest water from the spring.
“Okay, you’ll do that now?”
He nodded.
“I’ll harvest the rubber-plant, which one is it?” he asked.
Moon Rock walked to the other door instead of the garden, which was where Pipsqueak thought the plant would be. He walked into the room and then pointed towards multiple plants. He then wrote: Harvest every single white thing, the black ones aren't ready, I don’t get why it works like that, but only white ones are ready. Oh, and that basket over there is where they go after being picked.
“Okay.” Pipsqueak said.
Moon Rock then left and Pipsqueak started working. The plants were a gray color with black and white ball shaped things growing off of them. When he started pulling on them with both of his hooves he understood why he said “Rubber-like plant.” When he pulled on the white ball-things the plant stretched, it kept stretching, and finally, once he had gone far enough back, broke the white ball off of the plant. The ball itself felt different from rubber, it was similar to rubber, but somewhat hard, and a lot more flexible. The work was invigorating and time-consuming, but getting water was too apparently, because about the same time Pipsqueak had got the last ball off of the last plant and put it in the basket, Moon Rock got back with a huge thing of water that had to be wheeled into the garden.
He walked over to Pipsqueak and wrote: Are you ready to water the plants?
Pipsqueak nodded.
He then wrote: Okay, you need to water the roots of the plant, even if the roots are in the air, the roots. Got that? When Pipsqueak nodded again he continued: Okay, I’m going to search for more seeds and get some moon rocks.
Pipsqueak walked outside and Moon Rock left to do other things, there was some sort of hose connected to the big thing of water, it was obviously for the plants. Pipsqueak made sure to water the plants on their roots, even if their roots were on the top of the plant instead of the bottom, there weren’t that many of those plants though. It wasn’t as hard as harvesting the rubber-like plants, but it was still as time-consuming as it. The water looked different from other water, and, on the container of it, it said, in very, very big lettering: DO NOT DRINK! So Pipsqueak did not. When he studied the water more he noticed that it was slightly metallic, more specifically, slightly silver. But it was completely see-through, and it also reflected better than completely still, regular water.
He had finally finished watering and walked inside, now it was time to clean, which wasn’t all that interesting, so we’ll skip to the good part. . . .