Eris found herself sitting on her spot in the humble house of her favorite host. Her legs moved about trying to find a good position to relax. Though it wasn't her body that waz tense and in distress, but it was her mind. The rest of the questionable day moved along without her as she seemed to be frozen in time. Thoughts about how her relationship with Butterscotch would either flourish or shatter. Just how and when would it happen? Would he choose to reply to her or leave her in the dark with silent denial? She could barely read him. Leaving her unsure about which direction it was really going. Right now her mind felt like a piece of taffy. Pulled to the point of where it refused to stretch any longer, as the chewy confecttion once more returned to it's usual shape. Which side would taste sour while the other was sweet? She had no idea and was very much afraid to bite down to find out. She was old enough in her years, centuries actually, to know that time would play this out. And she so let it. Keeping to her seat in quiet. Still in her disarrayed pony form.
Lifting up a hoof to stare at it's underside. Eris began to ponder if Butterscotch liked this form at all. He did seem to smile a bit more. Was it because her normal shape was ugly? Did he not like her that much? Did he find her to be repulsive in mannerisms and looks alike? She caught herself sighing out in frustration. Still in the dark about the unknown that should have came to her attention the moment he found out. While she knew it wasn't her right to force the answers out of Butterscotch. Eris couldn't help but hate this painstaking waiting. The everlasting worry that flooded her mind. To her it felt like she just unleashed a stampede of morphed long legged bunnies into the legend of the mirror pool. It was only getting worse as the imaginary bunnies' flock increased. Bringing more and more tension to Eris's mind. Before she knew it the afternoon had passed by and night had now submerged the sky in a gentle blend of blue and black along the moonlit sky.
"Eris! Dinner is done." Butterscotch called out. Addressing her in the same manner he had done this very morning. Peeking out from the kitchen entrance. Strangly enough he hid more of his face along the doorway. Only his eyes poked out from the barrier looking at her. Eris could feel herself bite down onto her tongue. Seeing how different Butterscotch was acting towardsher. It didn't make sense. First he was hugging her and gave her a caring kiss on the head. Now he was trying to avoid her entirely? Eris held back a groan of pure frustration as she hopped off of the couch. Forelegs first and then her hindlegs nervously shuffling her limbs across the floor. Choosing to trot into the kitchen rather then poof in with her magic. Giving her host just a couple more seconds of alone time in the kitchen. Butterscotch fled back into the wall leaving Eris's sight. It was a couple seconds later and Eris could see Butterscotch settling himself into a seat at his table. Opposite from where Eris usually sat.
On the table was a plate with shish kabobs. A thin long wooden stick was punctured through a tomato, a potato, a bell pepper,and a large chunk of carrot. Roasted grilled veggies for dinner. Eris gave a smile to butterscotch as she stood at the entrance. Though Butterscotch wouldn't look up from his plate. Being the kind gentlecolt he was, Butterscotch waited for Eris to join him. Watching her with a faint expression and lips that resembled a flatline on its monitor. Eris brushed her left foreleg with her right. Wanting to just make this awkward feelings between disappear with a clap of her hooves. Though it wasn't that simple of a thing to do. As Butterscotch avoided her gaze while somehow at the same time paid attention to her movements as she seated herself.
The disarrayed goddess watched in her silence as the yellow host of hers lifted his piece of the roasted morsels and bit down on it. Would he say something maybe after his first bite? The waiting was killing Eris at this point. Watching as he munched on his food keeping silent. Surely he would have to address this sooner or later. Butterscotch wasn't the kind of pony to leave her so distraught. Would he? Even she began to question what she knew about Butterscotch. Watching as Butterscotch emptied his mouth swallowing and opening up his lips slightly. Hopfully to talk to Eris. The mare could feel her lungs fill with air. A mix of dread and excitement coming up as jolts with the breeze flowing into her lips.
Only to be disappointed in Butterscotch taking another bite. Eris gave out a groan and began to partake in her meal. Chewing through the soft tender bell pepper. Eris was left to think about things as she couldn't find words to speak with the yellow colt. There was nights when all they would do was sit down, eat, and then go to bed after. This one felt different as it felt like something was off. Eris could feel that faint knocking coming into her brain again. Her urges of asking him was triggering this mental ringing.
The annoying clatter of a bell at a hotel with no one at the desk to handle the customer. ( I get it already! Jeez! I need to give him room to think. ) Eris thought to herself. In a mental attempt to shoo off the ringing since she hadn't done anything rude. Taking a another bite she numbed her mind and kept her eyes busy. To distract herself from the troubling mental images. The yellow stallion in front of her looked so cute. Even though he looked sadden and bothered. Was he affected as much as she was. Eris could feel her smile curling along her lips under her one long fang. Her breathing turning into long elevated inhales and exhales. Sighing out at how adorable he was sitting there. Her eyes began blinking at a fast pace. Bringing her out of her daydream as she shook her head and tried to find something else to keep her thoughts occupied.
Eris caught sight of her glass. It was filled with water. Plain water. This was weird for her as butterscotch always made an effort to give her juice, cider, tea, or milk with her meals. Even asking a couple of times what she would like to eat dinner with. This was strange as Butterscotch seemed to have placed no effort in pleasing her this time around. Was it her fault for today's events? With her animal friends coming for a visit?
Just then she got an image of Butterscotch jammed in the jaws of the crocodile see had seen today. His name was Snappy and almost took a permanent taste of the caretaker pony. If not for the intervention of Eris seconds before it could happen. Eris waved that image away. Attacking the thought bubble that appeared before her. Grunting out at it as if it was putting up quite the struggle.
By now she realized how much of a commotion she was making. The complete quiet stillness made her small gestures and faint sounds from her lips ring out in much louder showing. Since it was the only sounds being made within the kitchen. Eris looked over to Butterscotch who was slouched over his plate. His head bent down as his eyes peered from the top of their sockets staring at Eris. Eris gave a wide smile and waved back to Butterscotch who gave a much weaker form of a greeting back at her in reply.
"So how's the food?" Butterscotch finally broke the silence. Eris giggled nervously and replied honestly.
"You know, I'm still getting use to pony food. Most of the times it's candy and snacks on my diet." Eris bragged finding that sugar actually did help keep her alive and well. Her body being out of the norm of every other living being. What was usually viewed as bad nature was good for Eris. So it made sense that she was also what she ate. A complete mess of junk food and heavy oils and sugar.
"Eh. Not bad." She said acting cool with a shrug of her shoulders. She bit into a tomato and smiled, which she mistakenly slathered red tomato juice and bits over her teeth as she did so. Butterscotch laughed seeing how cute Eris was in her nervous fit with him. Eris giggled sarcastically and closed her lips swallowing the mouthful. In her attempt at being kind as possible she turned out a bit goofy. Eris wiped her lips with a hoof and saw how Butterscotch had gotten his smile back. This only lasted for a small few minutes.
The rest of dinner came to a close without another word being said. Eris, being the good girl she was aiming to be, brought her dishes to the sink. Without the aid of her magic. Grabbing onto the plate of hers with her mouth and trotting over to the sink. Where Butterscotch was already busying washing his own set of dinnerware.
"Thank you." Butterscotch told her without so much of a glimpse over at her. The kind words falling short on the usually appreciation, as Eris could feel a certain sting to the denial of gazing into his eyes. All she could do was smile and back away normally. Returning to the living with her head down in a slump. It wasn't a bad dinner. It was different though. She could not place her claw on what was going on. It had been quite a day on her. She was mentally tired and her spirit didn't wanna seem to keep going either. Were things getting better or worse? Who could tell, with the way Eris had been today? Locking up Lillitha. Almost getting a bunch of Butterscotch's friends eaten. Eating all of his food and drinking all his juice and milk. If anything she felt more like a pest rather than a friend for Butterscotch.
Things were still more quiet than Eris had liked them to be. She could only hear the thoughts in her head and the clattering of dishes in water. Butterscotch washing the dishes like he did after every meal they had. Which acted as a constant indication of where Buttersotch was and his presence nearby. Eris retreated to the living room and figured it would be better to just head to bed. Thinking that some rest would do her good. Spending the night as she always did by conjuring a bed and tucking herself in. Clapping her hooves together her bed for the night popped into the middle of the room. The bed had a normal wooden frame and the sheets were a cream color yellow. While everything else was a clean white color. Yellow? As in Butterscotch's coat? It was obvious she couldn't keep him out of her own mind. Without thinking she had summoned a yellow bed.
Wanting to scream out her frustrations, she was met with that same constant knocking in her head. Reminding. Always reminding her even if it was just a thought. Telling her not to make so much noise at such a time of night when things were suppose to be winding down. Eris knocked back on her own temple trying to knock some sense into the tiny voice that was making a racket in her brain. More then ever now, she needed some rest. She pulled back those sheets with the hopes that tomorrow will bring something better for her.
Eris slipped into the sheets and felt the warm comfortable queen size bed against her back, neck, and head. Tucking herself in the large bed. While it was very luxurious, it didn't seem to be helping with her nerves. No matter what position she turned. The jumbled looking pony turned to her left. Then to her right. Then face down flat along her pillow.
Burying her face into the pillow she could do little, but lay there feeling like she should rip the pillow for the blame on her uncomfortable state. Eris popped her head back up at the feel of her lungs collapsing a bit as she lost some oxygen. Laying her chin along the pillow she sighed out. Tucking everything but her nose and eyes into the soft embrace of the feather filled friend. Eris emptied her mind in another attempt to find sleep. She could feel herself blinking. And breathing. And thinking. The heat of her pumping blood. Flowing through her body. Each detail of her body running through her brain. (Seriously?! JUST GO TO SLEEP!) Eris thought to herself as her attention was strangely placed on things she should not have been worried about.
Next Eris tried laying still for the longest time. Flipping over to her backside and closing her eyes shut. For what seemed like forever, the poor girl still could not find any rest. She didn't even bother to check the time. For once she finds out she knew she would regret it and find even more anger growing inside of her. Everything was beginning to pile up to an alarming height. Eris shut her eyes close to the point where it hurt her. Trying her best to just sleep. Keeping still to force it to fall upon her.
That one moment when you feel completely awake. Sleep eluding you to the point where you worry about your mental health. Too exhausted about thinking about tomorrow's schedule as you attempt to do everything in your power to find rest within the confines of your own sheets. This was Eris right now. A bundle of concern for her mental stability as she wrapped herself with her blanket. Feeling like the innards of a burrito. Twisting and turning to find that one perfect position.
Eris could feel her eyes had grown sore. The red lines merging with her red orbs. If she had her claws still she would be shredding her very bed. How long had she been up? She couldn't tell anymore. There it was again. That same ringing, telling her she couldn't make a mess in Butterscotch's living room. The poor distraught goddess plopped her head into her pillow. Lifting up the side up to her ears. Wanting her mind to be at ease with the quiet air around her.
Was this how insane she made other ponies when she was around? Never before had somepony else been able to affect her so much. So single-hoofedly. Now here she was off guard and tired. The stress really bringing her down. Eris finally gave into her tornado of emotions. Letting it take her as she laid there. Wide eyed and awake to every possible second of the late night ticking away. She needed him. Just to say something to comfort her. Her face lit up with the idea of going to his side and just sleeping in his bed. Wait, his bed?
There it was. That same ringing. He was already asleep by now. To wake him up now would be rude. And to sleep in an uninvited bed with him? Especially now with her confession hanging in the air? Bad move and her brain was scolding her for it. That wordless knocking on her skull. Tormenting her ever more.
Eris sighed out and made do with something else. If she couldn't cuddle with the pony she loved. Then she needed a substitute. With this the knocking came to a close. Eris nodded her weary head and a large Butterscotch plushie found it's way into her hooves. The resemblance being very uncanny. With the Butterdoll's yellow coat and the pink mane that flowed over the doll's beady eyes. Even the way the pressed-in-sewn cutie mark was placed along his flank. With such a toy in her arms she felt undisturbed now. Eris sighed out and cuddled the doll close in her legs.
Feeling how her chest heaved out pressing her body tighter to the Butterscotch replica. Then it finally came the darkness that shrouded her mind. As the chaotic goddess finally found herself asleep.
Eris's dream was composed of a pink like sky. Mostly filled with pink clouds that rumbled about. Filled with the threatening chocolaty rainfall about to pour on the unsuspecting land. The land was laid with a checkered pattern of black and white. Fish buzzed in the air as birds barked in their watery ponds and lakes. The sky was filled with both night and day. A streak of orange outlined the middle of the open sky as much as possible between the pink covering clouds. It was perfect. It was her world. She felt at peace. At home with everything.
The humble little cottage was floating in the air. It seemed that way though as a single needle like tip of a spire was the only thing holding it up. Balanced perfectly ontop of the spire for some reason with little to nothing holding up it's sides. There was no way in or out of the house. The doors completely gone leaving only the windows. Which were nothing but unbreakable triangles now. Decorated in her style of chaotic decor.
Down in the living room, which was now a bedchamber for Eris to enjoy the world through her windows, the quirky goddess laid along a large heart shaped bed. Eris was in in her normal form coiled around a certain yellow pony. Her midsection of her serpentine body wrapped around twice along Butterscotch's thin frame. Eris had propped her head along her paw as she looked down at her prey.
"Tell me you love me again." She whined giving the trapped pony a pair of puppy dog eyes.
Butterscotch winced at the small pain striking the rest of his scrunched up midsection and limbs. Eris's lengthy body slithered along his coat in joyful playing of her prey. He could feel each inch in a strain against her body.
"I...I-I love you." He said meekly. Unable to do anything. This was her world. Perfect in every way shape or form. If she saw something she didn't like. She'd simply twist it to fit her vision. A dreamland utopia meant for the chaotic being.
"Oh stop it! You're making me blush!" Eris said. Tossing her head up in dramatic flare. Her claw covering her forehead as she giggled laying her head along the edge of the pillows, that laid along the top of the heart shaped furniture. Her coiled up body slipping off of Butterscotch to a normal length for her. Eris laid back along her bed with the yellow pony sitting on the bed. Looking quite terrified. "Again!" Eris commanded bringing her head back up. Leaning herself up like an excited child expecting a grand gift to pop out in front of her.
"I...love you?" Butterscotch clambered the words out from his lips. Butterscotch was clearly confused about how he was doing. The fact that Eris wanted a second go at him saying it made him feel like he wasn't doing it right.
"No...that doesn't sound right. Say it again. With more gusto!" Eris began propping herself up on one arm tapping her chin at the thought of what felt wrong with Butterscotch's words. Eris drew close to Butterscotch. Bringing her face dangerously close to the yellow colt's. Her paw cupping his muzzle as Eris awaited those cherished words. Which to her dismay, Butterscotch frowned like a child being scolded. It didn't feel right. She knew well enough this was a dream. Butterscotch had yet to even explain his true feelings for the poor girl. Skipping to the part where her mind accepted him loving her.
"I. Love you." butterscotch said. Turning his face away from her. Finding that the words scratched along his throat in a painful way. Saying them purely out of fear. Scared to hurt his friend with his lack of "gusto" within his tone of voice. Avoiding her gaze the shy stallion hid his eyes behind a lifted leg.
This didn't make Eris feel any better. Why was it difficult for a single thought to just accept things as the way she wanted it? She could feel her mind wanting to ease the situation by backing off and apologizing. That metronome of a reminder peered it's ugly head. Through her own eyes she watched in slight horror as she continued with the strict lesson against her own will.
"No. I still don't like it. Say it again!" Eris said with a wide smile. Her eyes making waves of colorful lights flash into Butterscotch's eyes. Hypnotizing the poor colt into submission. Butterscotch's lips fell open as his eyes soon matched Eris's. Eris could feel her thoughts rolling among her head. She wanted to stop it! She didn't want this. This was her old self dong this. This wasn't her. Her inner self was almost set to tears as Butterscotch said those three words. Eris's heart was filled with something else than relief and happiness, but pure dread.
"I love you, Eris." Butterscotch in a drone out state. Eris felt a second set of knocking along her constant reformed one. It was her. Her crying self that was watching someone else do this to the one she loved. She was stuck in this window. Forced to watch it all take place. How was she not in control? Was this a nightmare? The world was perfect for her, yet as she saw Butterscotch fall under her former evil clutches. She mourned it. The world in which use to be peaceful and just how the beloved stallion had loved it. This wasn't how she pictured their time together would be like. She was a better being now. She was trying. So why was his mind showing her this version of a twisted world. Everything was to her liking but the pain of Butterscotch not being there in heart and soul, was very unnerving for her. This was the very reason she waited for a real response from him. Why she couldn't force it from him. To just turn him into this empty shell of a pony. A slave that was merely a doll. Like the one she had cuddled in bed with. There was no difference between the two. And she knew well enough who robbed Butterscotch of his inner self.
At first she denied it. This wasn't going to happen. It could never. The knocking stopped. The reminder stopped and before she knew it she realized this was how she had always gotten things to go her way. Always. Every time. Until that is he shown up into her life. She missed her old ways. Of being magically free and without a care. Would she revert to this again? Her usual old self? Her eyes closed shut and she felt her mind wander around. Her vision blurred and faded into black nothingness. An empty void meant for her to shape. This was a practice Eris had taught herself to do in all her magically chaotic centuries held dormant within her stone prison. A meditative state that always seemed to calm her down during her lonely hours. It used to be as easy as dreaming for her to relax, but n this case the very same comfortable image was her dream that was making her feel uneasy. That very same dream was her usual go to place to within her mind. Now she was avoiding it.
How would Eris find peace again? To her the answer was easy. Focus on him. The one she loved. If the world in it's perfect state wouldn't be enough to help her calm down then it would have to be him. To her surprise, it was all she needed. His face appeared before her taking shape within the blacked out space. Her held her claw and paw and smiled at her. Keeping his gaze into her hybrid color orbs. Eris could feel herself blushing. Sighing out at how this moment made her faun over the gracious host along her fore limbs. Her heart was leaping for joy within her imaginative chest.
"I love you, Eris." Butterscotch said with a slight bow to his head. His pink mane draped along his blushing cheeks as he said it. His lips curled into a wider smile. Which made Eris almost speechless if not for her lips jumping at this chance to reply back in turn.
"I love you too, Butterscotch!" She said jumping at the chance of their confession. Blushing harder than the shy image of the colt before her. The two giggled in succession and Eris could feel her claw come up and brush her white long locks of hair. As Butterscotch led the tip of his hoof to lead his pink stranded mane back into place brushing it along his cheek. Just as the two was stuck there in the air smiling down at each. Confessed perfectly with their emotions laid out. Butterscotch frowned. Looking away at his beloved.
"What's wrong?" The frowning stallion had made Eris sad in turn. Wondering what she had done wrong. Surely this was just an image of her mental capacity projected into a semi-conscience state due to a natural cycle of hibernation. The image made it blunt and told her the obvious.
"I'm not him." He admitted taking his hooves away from it's grasp over her limbs. "I'm just a dream. I can't tell you what he really feels." He said once more holding his right leg with his left hoof. Finding it very rough to tell it to her like it was. While these facts laid along Eris's mind she was just didn't want it to stop.
"I know." Eris said with a tear rolling along her cheek. This was all she needed though. Even with him denying her. This was the world she so desired. Even with everything else faded out of their own very existence, he was all she needed. Out floating within this black darkness. Without anything else. His tender touch and smile. It lit up like a bright star in this endless night.
"Kiss me." Eris asked of him. Bringing the yellow stallion to blush out. Eris's eyes filled with concern as she couldn't help but smile at the cute notion of Butterscotch's shyness. "Please?" Eris begged. Butterscotch replied by bringing his hooves along her hips. Lightly taking her closer to him. Still looking out to the side unable to look directly at her in his innocence.
Taking the first move Eris leaned forward and kissed him by his muzzle. Just inches away from his lips. Butterscotch lit up in a fierce red returning the small gesture with one of his own. Kissing her nose. "Lower." Eris told him. Two parts of the same mind agreed that would have been better. Though her imaginary colt played his part perfectly. Her leaned forward as Eris stood there waiting with closed eyes and parted lips. Giving him the choice to close the gap. And so he did as slow as he was it was a kind motion. Pressing his soft yellow lips to hers.
Kissing him lightly, Eris could feel the embrace of their lips sliding along each other. Smacking lightly within the nothingness that held them up. Eris was so happy. Even though this was just a dream and she was fully away of it. It felt so real. Having half a mind not to wake up. She began to drown herself within her desires that manifested within her mind. Finding calm peaceful serenity within this newly created dream.
"I love you." Eris whispered out. Breaking the kiss momentarily as she moved her lips more and more into his. Sliding across one another. Butterscotch keeping pace with Eris. Innocent kisses filling her head as Eris wrapped her forelegs along his neck. Her stallion taking her by the hips as their kisses deepened. Parting lips wrapping around the other set as their head tilted to the opposite side. The make-out session turning into a hot and heavy moment with just slight touches and kissing.
"I love you so much." Eris was lost in her desires manifested into her dreams. Kissing her preferred version of Butterscotch. While innocent he was still forcing more of his touch along her body. And Eris loved how he was trying to take control while she was busy leading his lips to more of a kiss. Kissing and suckling on each other's mouths before a small whisper began to make her stir.
Butterscotch watched in horror as Eris was under her blanket wiggling. Slight groans filling her bed as he stood there twitching. He had been watching her for almost a minute and she was making quite the scene. He was unable to move, yet for some reason he didn't want to give her the privacy. Especially since he knew she was still asleep. And had been for most of the morning. It was now 10 in the morning so she had to wake up for his schedule he had planned last night to work. "Um....Eris."
"...love you." butterscotch could feel his lips confused on whether to smile or cringe at the moment. It was very flattering but right now it was getting late and Eris was about to miss breakfast. Butterscotch lifted up one leg and tried once more. Feeling the urge to rather just hide in place or else feel the wrath of a pent up Goddess.
"Eris?" Butterscotch said again. Slowly stepping forward to the bed he hadn't noticed and tugging on the sheets. The image made him slap his hooves to his face and turn around. "Oh gosh! B-b-breakfast, ERIS!" Butterscotch said retreating with his backside faced towards her.
The chaotic looking pony blinked within her stirring state and looked at him. Finding that only his back was turned to her. "M-yaaawwwwn! -orning! Oh my head..." Eris groaned out. Her forelegs reaching out in front of her to hug her plushy sleeping doll. Though it was nowhere to be found. Eris smacked her lips and leaned up feeling something along her legs. "Ah?" She looked down and found the head of her sleepmate stuck between them. Butterscoth was there at the edge of her bed turned around and her blankets were pulled off. Her face dropped. Oh why did this have to happen now!?
There it was her reminder of telling her how wrong she was. Going off like a fire alarm telling her the shameful act she had been caught doing, or what butterscotch assumed was happening, was completely wrong to do within the confines of his household. With a sudden poof Eris stood there with the bed and doll completely gone. Though the damage had already been done with Butterscotch assuming the worst. "I'll....I'm just gonna....go! Yeah, better just go.....now....breakfast. Yup!" Butterscotch whispered out in fear slowly proceeding outwards of his living room.
If things weren't awkward enough, now they were even worst after that little fiasco. Butterscotch was clearly running away from her now. Eris pulled on her white like mane and began to hate herself for the doll. The dream. Everything that happened last night. She couldn't last any longer and needed an answer soon. Her hooves released those white strands and they snapped back into place.
"Yeah, great way to wake up Eris. Have your host/crush see you humping a replica plushie of themselves!" It wasn't her fault she had been attracted to the kind colt. Though it was her fault for not sleeping earlier. Her mind rang out in another thought after that single fact faded into her mind. Was it really her fault? Or his? After all he was the one making her feel this way. Making her wait. It was his choice not to say anything. It was him being scared of what to say to Eris. It wasn't her fault she was caught in an embarrassing sleeping position. Butterdoll just happened to be moved there because she couldn't sleep. It must have happened in the middle of the night during her restless nightmare part of her dream. It was Butterscotch alone that made her feel this way. Eris needed something to blame and right now there was no pony else to blame besides her host.
By this time Butterscotch had probably already have eaten breakfast alone and had taken care of his animal friends. In truth the kind host had been waiting to partake in a meal together with his guest. Waiting to sit down and eat with her and try another attempt at the chores together with her to help ease her mind. All of this had been turned around as soon as she "caught" her in the act. Something so degrading that he couldn't seem to bring himself to mention these facts. Eris was grumbling. Angered by the new thoughts in her head walking into the kitchen with her head held low. Muttering out things that Butterscotch couldn't make out, confused at the phrase and whom they were addressed to. Either herself for or for Butterscotch for bothering her. The yellow stallion could only sigh out and felt like he should give her more time alone. Taking piece of toast he step away from the table and exited outside to go ahead with the task of feeding his critter friends.
Eris scowled watching as the yellow pony left her alone at the table for the first time ever in his house. Eris looked at her cold breakfast of waffles shaped in a funny looking smiley face. Adorned with fresh picked berries and a syrupy pair of lips that had already soaked into the bottom half of the waffle that it looked more like grimacing sweet breakfast. Eris poofed back into her normal snake like body an stabbed the friendly waffle in her feeling of angst and aggression. She wasn't having a good day and indeed things were only going to get a lot worse from here on in.
Butterscotch sighed out as he slapped a pair of fish under the bridge leading to his cottage. His thoughts on how his plans to cheer Eris up failed completely as he fled. Same as he had done the day when he found out about her feelings. Too scared to talk to her. His emotions for her all scattered like broken puzzle pieces. They had yet to form a picture in his head about how he had felt about them. Right now the only thing keeping him at peace was his pets that were living close by. Their small tiny smiles and waves were helping as he fed them. Chirps and chitters of gratitude filled his ears as he worked and soon he found himself on the last group of animals. He dropped a pot full of honey next to a large female bear and rubbed her arm.
"There ya go!" butterscotch said with glee as he hovered up a bit higher to get his hoof in place. Now the one single creature that was unhappy with him was living inside his home. This wasn't something he could just heal or talk to and make it go away. This was Eris. The very creature that avoided Tartarus and toppled two of the most magically powerful ponies he knew. Anything that might trigger her back into her chaotic self would most likely be from him. His fears only deepened as time passed by. As a friend he couldn't lie to her. It just wasn't himself to lie. She might also become very hurt about what he may say. though he could see a portion of her frustration turning into the next level of despair. Which was anger. He would have to resolve this sometime soon.
Flying away from his lady bear friend. Butterscotch looked to his clock inside as he closed the door behind him. A half hour pass 12. He brought his hoof to his lips and realized how much he was stalling for Eris. He was late to making lunch. He hovered to his kitchen and sighed out. Taking a couple seconds for himself before he began making lunch.
For the next couple of hours after her breakfast Eris felt like crying and screaming all at once. After the last bite of her waffle Eris poofed back into the living room and snapped her claw. Making a small genie's lamp appear. Just like one itself. Eris lifted the tiny top and was sucked into the golden thing. Inside of the tiny thing she cried and screamed. Trying to vent out as much as possible. Pacing back and forth as she felt her eyes well up but refusing to let the streams out. Her voice carrying on like a maniac. The tiny lamp shook and rattled with faint voices crawling out of it. Lilitha peeked out from the doorway to the back of the house. Where she usually slept and found the constant ringing of metallic noise bothering her nap. Which she usually did after her morning meal.
The white rabbit bit down on her last piece of lettuce and hopped over to the shaking gold trinket and lifted it up. "Drop it you fleabag!" Eris cried out. Which she sounded like a chipmunk whining. Lilitha scoffed and tossed the lamp like a soccer ball and punted it up to the couch. giving Eris a raspberry before retreating to her basket bed. With Eris now a good distance away from her bedside Lilitha could get some rest.
"S-stupid bunny!" Eris said. In her lamp curled up along her tail feeling that final push bringing her tears to slip out. Nothing was going her way. If she were to retaliate to Lilitha she would have shown a shameful side of herself. She didn't want anypony to see her crying. Clutching her tail for some type of comfort as she wanted things to just return to normal. To have these feelings jerked out from within her and go back to just being friends. She had been crying for some time until her tears dried up and laid there along her lamp's side curled up still pondering still thinking it was his fault. That this was only getting worst because he was stalling. She would have to confront him about it.
"Eris? Lunch time." Butterscotch called out. Without bothering to peek out from his usually position by the kitchen entrance. Eris could hear it ring into her lamp and she poofed out of it and into the kitchen. The sudden spark of magic surprised Butterscotch as he jumped at a normal Eris using her magic once more. "Oh my! You scared me. Feeling better?" Butterscotch asked with a hint of hope in his lungs.
Eris could only nod her head in agreement and looked down to see her next meal. A rather rushed dish of sauteed cucumbers, tomato, and carrots topped with herbs. Ratatouille served fresh and hot. While it looked like quite a mess it smelled fantastic. Her little vent out method did help quite a bit but left her questioning if Butterscotch was trying to be polite to her or was only hurting her on purpose. Butterscotch sighed out and lifted up a spoon. Scooping up several bits of food into his spoon and brought it up to his lips. Only to flinch bringing the spoon out as he stuck out his tongue. "Hawt!"
He mentioned to Eris as he blew on the warm bits on his spoon to cool it off. Eris sighed out finding that the one side of her mind had disagreed with her. She felt at ease with how he reacted with the hot food. It was classic cuteness from Butterscotch himself. Eris spooned up some food for herself to partake in and bit into it. Refusing to back down form how hot it really was as she held it within her mouth before finally giving up. Letting the spoon fly back within her grip and blowing the insides of her mouth.
"I told you!" Butterscotch said with a chuckle. Continuing lunch with little to no words. Eris mentioning how the food was "great" and Butterscotch giving his normal "thank you" for the comment. The meal leaving only thoughts and frustrated matted underneath the kind gestures and minimum conversation between the two. Leaving the pair to their inner conflicting thoughts and worries.