Chapter 22– Helping a Fellow Griffon
Griffon of Canterlot
Chapter 22– Helping a Fellow Griffon
As Flash stood with a slack open muzzle, Gale curiously walked around Trace with his eyes trailing up and down at the once unicorn. Gale was very puzzled by how a unicorn could be a griffon now, at first he couldn't see how this colbolt blue griffon was the doctor that treated him.
The eyes were the same gentle yet serious ones he came to remember, Gale knew from that moment those eyes couldn't change even the rest of Trace's body was now a griffon. Poking the side of the upper part of the hind leg with a claw Gale cooed in question about the missing cutie mark.
Trace shivered slightly from the touch followed by wings twitching. “Soooh strange seeling...” He glance around to Gale. “Siffons son't save sutie sarks.” Gale tilt his head trying to understand what exactly Trace said.
Gilda slap her forehead. “He said griffons dont have cutie marks!” Gilda translated. “And the featherbrain doctor is right, we not like ponies in that way of magic works.” Gilda now turn her attention to Trace. “That comes to you dweeb, how did this happen?” She stood on her paws with both talon hands out towards Trace's form.
Trace rubbed a claw against his feathered face. {Hehe... I was experimenting on the transfiguration element left on Gale's feathers I had. I discovered a way to reactive that magic to track it but...} He lowers his head and mutters out the last words. {I put my hoof on some Poison Joke...}
Gilda translated what he said and followed on with her own question. “What is this Poison Joke?”
Flash Sentry eyes narrowed as the pupils shift to the left and right thinking back that name till he recalled with a gasp. “I remember!
“Spit out already! Don't leave us in suspense you dweeb!”
“That the flower that plays particle magical jokes on those that touch it!”
“Sxactly!”
“How the heck did it turn you into a griffon specifically?”
“Yeah like Sentry said, spill!” Gilda crossed her forelegs still standing on her paws.
Gale tugged on her tail. “Don't pull my tail!” She growled at the teenager, he point to his open beak. “I know your hunger, we eat in a moment!”
Trace tap the end of his beak looking over to the kitchen. “Shy sot se sit sown snd S'I sxplain shy se sat.”
Gilda rolled her eyes. “Fiiine! But your paying you dork!”
“Shy?”
“Cause your annoying as heck! That why!” Gilda poke his beak. “Either that or you don't get our help turning you back to a unicorn!” Gilda got down on all fours walking by him flicking her tail into his face.
Trace rubbed his face watching her walk over to the table. “Someone sxplain sho she ss?”
Flash Sentry sighed. “Gale's teacher to speak and write.” He walked by to join Gilda.
“Serious?” Trace turn to Gale, he nods. “Skay...”
“Gilda!” He grinned and joined them leaving Trace staring wide eyed at the youngster.
Trace's blinks a few times with a dumbfounded expression. “Sow ss shat sossible!?”
“Sit down share your tale and I'll share mine you whistling featherbrain!” Gilda point to the seat empty next to Flash Sentry, Trace slowly nods sitting down at the table with them and a mare handing out menus to each of them.
The mare bows her head slightly. “I be your server today and hope you enjoy your time at the Gustave le Grand Icy Treats. Young prince and welcomed guests. I will be back to ask for your drinks in a moment.” The light blue unicorn wearing a red shirt, hat with yellow mane and tail said to them before leaving to tend to another table.
“Sou suckly shat S'I sot she sits.” Trace place his talon on the bag of bits.
“Like I said... Never a poor Macaw Griffon.” Gilda muttered and sat back crossing her forelegs. “Your first to tell what happened since I have to translate for you.”
“Shat seem sair.” He nods and agrees to speak first.
As they order drinks and their meals Trace explains what happened to him to the day he experienced before they ran into him at the restaurant. Gilda annoyed but translated word for word, Flash Sentry and Gale noticing her gritting her teeth at times holding back much of her anger towards Trace.
The waiter comes with their plates of food and put them down before each of them being battered cod with hay fries. “Four Monday Lunch Specials. Enjoy.” She warmly smiled and walked off with the empty tray.
Flash Sentry held a folk in one wing and a knife in the other, he about to cut and dig into his meal but how Gilda is acting bugged him. “Gilda why have you been so anger and almost shouting at Doctor Trace?”
Gilda chewing on some battered fish swallowed. “We griffons don't get along with each other and one thing that all griffons can agree on is own hate to Macaw Griffons.” Gilda turn to Trace. “When I look at you I see my annoying cousin and how I had to spend months each year with her family.”
“The Junior Speedsters Flight Camp correct?”
“Yeah...” Gilda stuck the folk into another piece holding it up before her eyes. “That why I can understand those annoying griffons.” Gilda ate the battered fish still annoyed.
Gale frowned.
“So... Griffons normally mean and anger to each other?” Flash asked.
Gilda looked over to him. “Pretty much 364 out of 365 days of the year.”
Trace haven't said a word stared with surprise by this information, he knew they could be greedy at times but didn't realise they were pretty much mean and anger with each other for most of the year.
Gale listened to this but seem to be staring off into space looking at the first piece of battered cod he cut up, now dripping with ketchup on a folk something about it felt familiar. “Even family?”
Gilda chuckled. “Specially family.”
Gale sighed and put the battered cod into his beak pulling the folk out to chew but soon as he did the world seem to just fade away. The young griffon found himself in a room with a small table, a box with moving pictures and sound to a pair of sofas. Looking around he noticed units and pictures were on or against the walls.
All of it looked fuzzy and cloudy nothing seem to be coherently clear, even the outside that look like a small garden with a long tree in the middle of it. Gale look down at his talons seeing he was holding a plate with a battered cod with chunky chips on it.
“Son sit down before you drop that will you?”
Gale rose his head to the sofa of something bipedal wearing clothing but very hard to make out and yet he just walked over on his paws only swishing his tail about a bit before placing the plate down on the low level table.
Sitting down on the ground cross legged he noticed a big black dog sitting there panting. “Leela leave him to eat, come over here.” The fuzzy black dog whimpers before doing as she is told.
Gale reached for the knife and folk cutting into the chip seeing it wasn't mixed with hay and potato just potato, than put the folk on the cod to cut a piece off as well. Dipping them in he put into his beak enjoying the taste of it.
In the corner of Gale's eye just unnoticeable was a blue glow forming into Princess Luna who looked around in surprise.
All the sudden on the wooden flooring the sounds of clicked and clacked, turning his head the fuzzy form shift to Celestia smiling warmly to him as he smiled back. “Tea with two sugars right?”
“Yes mum! That how I always have it for dinner!”
The world around seem to fold back into the restaurant at the table he was sitting at chewing on the same food before swallowing, he got a silent look from three set of eyes. Gale looked around unsure why they were staring.
“Did we just hear him say mum?” Flash asked making sure he wasn't hearing things.
Gilda nods with a open beak. “Sid sou seach sim snother sord?” Trace asked Gilda reaching over pushing her beak up with a talon.
Gilda growled at him for it. “Do that again I break your beak got it!” He nods with a raise of the talons in surrender.
“Did you teach him that word?” Flash asked.
Gilda rubbed the underside of her beak. “I was trying to get him to say that first before my name with a few others.” Gilda still surprised but unsure of herself.
Trace rubbed his talon under his own beak. “S'I shink-” Gilda put her talon over his beak shutting him up.
Gale mimicked her growl but quietly looking annoyed.
“How about we eat, go back to your place and turn you back! I am not going to continuously translate what your saying!” Gilda spoke with verminous anger to Trace. “Got it!” Trace nods with a hard swallow gulp from the fury of anger in the golden eyes.
“Good!” Gilda let's go of his beak picking up the knife and folk to eat her lunch.
Gale was puzzled by Gilda's anger to Trace but it was getting to him, but his thoughts turn to Celestia and smiled warmly. “Mum...” He said again with happiness, he dived into the meal feeling proud he said another word.
Trace eating in silence looked over at Gale. 'He had another one of his past memory experiences like last time, but it seem he had a more pleasant one.' Trace thought recalling what he saw when Gale stared off into space before squawking and saying that one new word.
'I hope...' Trace last thought was before he continue to eat.
Gale finished off his meal licking his beak sitting back sighing with happiness, the waiter came to collect the plates and glasses. “I gather the prince is happy with his meal and service today?”
Gilda chuckled seeing the content cub. “With a look like that I say yes.” Gilda glance over to the waiter. “How come I haven't see Gustave?”
The waiter glance over to Trace. “He accepts anyone that follow the restaurant rules and pay for their meals but...”
“Macaw Griffon thing is it?” Flash asked to get a nod from her. “Wow, how can almost every griffon have such a grudge against one kind of sub-race of griffon.”
Gale content smile faded and growled loudly look at the waiter crossing his forelegs. “It j-” Gilda glance over to Gale. “Well it seem gale don't mind Trace at all. Not that I care, I still don-” Gale points to Trace and now staring at Gilda.
“What? Why are you looking at me like that and pointing at him?” Gilda asked.
Flash gave it a thought. “He wants you to apologise to Trace. I think...” Gale nods and look to the waiter. “You want Gustave le Grand to come?” He nods again.
The waiter bows. “Okay I'll get my boss!” She quickly leaves.
Gilda growls. “I am not going to say the words! I am sorry!” Gale grinned and Gilda saw what he did. “I just did didn't I?” Gilda slowly staying at Trace who also smiled.
“Are you kidding me!? I wasn't b-gah! Damn it you cub! Even without a word you got me to say it unintentional!” Gale laughed and so did the others.
Gilda rolled her eyes. “Well played cub!” Gilda put her talon out to him and he clapped it with his.
“Le Prince wish to zee-” He turn to Trace. “Can we do this not here...” Trace shook his head crossing his forelegs. “Prince Gale I have nothing against customers paying their bills and enjoying their meals. I will not though be near-” Gale growled slightly mimicking Gilda's growl once more.
Pegasi, many of them guards off duty or on lunch break now turn their attention to the scene before them. “Mac-” Gale had a more annoyed look showing clearly. “We gr-” Gale beak raises slowly eyes narrow showing bearing teeth as he growled a bit lower.
Gilda stared at this scene playing out before her. “Gustave. I hate to say this and have a serious dislike to you. But I advise treating the Macaw Griffon as a griffon...” She hints to the many eyes watching.
She plays it into Gale's talons.
Gustave took a glance around from his field of sight looking at Trace. “I am... I am sorry for brushing you and any Macaw Griffons off as if your a outcast and not even a griffon...”
“S'I sccept sour spology snd shank sou.” Trace put his talon out to Gustave.
He stared at it for a second and looking over to the less anger Gale than back to the talon out stretched. Gustave placed his onto Trace's and they shook a few times before letting go. Gale smile returned with a brighten look in his eyes chirping happily.
One of the ponies spoke to another. “Did you see that?”
“Yeah! If Gustave le Grand can do that! I am sure to recommend this place to my cousin for theses meals.” The other one said.
The waiter looked around. “Boss...”
Gilda crossed her forelegs with a sly smirk. “Well Gustave it seem your ratings just gone up a few marks for that apology an shake of the talons. Who would of thought?” She chuckled.
Gustave le Grand didn't respond.
Trace pulled out the bag of bits and pulled out their meals cost and a bit more. “Shank sou snd sood say so sou Sustave se Srand.” Trace smiled getting up from the table with the others following.
Flash turn to Gustave. “I'll pass the word of your good will Gustave to the fellow Pegasus guards.” Gustave didn't respond as they all now went down the stairs and left the restaurant.
Finally he blinked a few times looking to his talon. “One act over looking le Macaw Griffon and my costumers are overly happy?” Gustave le Grand turn to the waiter. “I'll be in my office... Le Gustave need time to process what happened...” He slowly walked away.
The waiter using her magic cleaned up the plates, cuttrey and cups, she also picking up the bits. “Well that did happen and I sure won't forget that.” She looked out the window watching the group head away from the restaurant.
“Who would of thought a young griffon could do so much without a word spoken?”
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Impressive chapter. Cuteness and non biast behavior for the win.
The challange is to tough for me... I give up
Can we get a translated version later on? Im quite curiouse whats to read.
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No harm in trying, do your best and maybe you get a higher score.
Also I put the translated chapter up alongside chapter 23.
Aww. I especially like how we see Gale has become a little sneak about getting other griffons to do what he wants, shows that he's learning. Also, it's funny how Gilda thought (I think) that Gale was referring to her when he said "mum"
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True.
There are those that are just that way. No explanations, no matter how hard you try!
A good analogy, except for nobody has attempted or considered repairs. Nobody looks for the pieces, tries to put them back together in the shape they were before, or even find the set the cup belongs with. What matters isn't succeeding, its caring enough to try, but the thought never seems to cross anyone's mind.
That griffon is always doing something!
Actions speak louder than words.
Also great chapter Gale is a exceptionally smart person
I think I had an easier time understanding what was going on when Trace was speaking...
Did Luna and Celestia turn up in the restaurant? Then what happened to them??
A couple reads through this couldn't answer that for me, I'm afraid.
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That Celestia part was Gale having a memory moment. He recalled something of his past but it was incomplete with the mother figure shifting to Celestia. As for Luna good catch there she felt it as a dream and investigated it. But arrived just seconds before the flashback dream collapsed.
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It seems more like a sudden hallucination with how smoothly it trainsitions into the dream. I mean, is it a dream? There should probably be some indication he had nodded off when he woke up.
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They could attempt something. Them not even considering how to help him is inexcusable. Just focusing on making him the new prince says they only want him for what it does for them, not for his own good. He fulfills their desire ti be a mother, but helping them would mean he doesn't do this, and woukd instead end up returning to his original family. There has been next to no magical investigation aside from his initial appearance, and until Trace showed back up I thought nobody was going to do anything. If he had done his investigation on Celestia's sayso it would be different but he apparently did it on his own. And he didn't just appear in the castle ex nihilo via magic, he had to come from somewhere but there has been no investigation into missing children or any sort of event that could connect to him.
As I said before it isn't them succeeding in this that they need, but making an honest attempt to the best of their abilities. However they haven't done this, so instead of being a heartwarming slice of life story it becomes a depressing one about a selfish neglectful family that refuses to treat an injured child they found because it allows them to keep posession of him.
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They are trying to help him, there is just not much they can do.
What they know is that Gale wasn't always a Griffon and the Spell that made him one was exclusively painful to him, enough for his brain to effectively shut down and restart itself just to survive. He found himself alone, living off the trash of the castle staff, no other memories from before.
It wasn't until he was found and caught by Princess Celestia that he had a loving paternal figure who would feed him and make time to read him bed time stories. It was then that he wanted the Princess to be his mother because who else could it have been? Yes, Princess Celestia could have refused, she kind of wanted to at the start of it, but it was already done and forcing the kid out could have done more damage to his fragile mind, there was no one else he could trust to take care of him. If you remember at the start he was terrified of ponies. Adopting him was a good course of action.
The Spell that made him a Griffon is apparently so complex that no simple 'undo' spell could ever fix, it will take time to even find out if they can reverse it safely.
And I have little doubt that by the time that they did, it very could be too late for him to go back to his original family after living so long under Celestia's wing along side the Royal family. And while it seems that his memories could return, his new found instincts as a young cub would, at the very lest, make him hesitant to going back. After all, why abandon what you know for something that could have happened a long time ago in another life?
And Celestia has made it undoubtedly clear that she want's justice on whoever was responsible for torturing her new-found son. If they cannot reverse the damage, then hopefully they could trace the perpetrator down and punish him to the extent that the law allows (if not further).
But all that aside, if I understand you correctly, you seem mostly upset that the author isn't showing us the ponies actively trying to solve the puzzle that is his past. I believe that they are trying to solve it, but I don't think this story needs to focus on that, this is mostly Gale's story, on how he grows up underneath Celestia as his mother as he learns of the world around him, meeting friends and family, and we get to watch as he learns and matures into a good man, Griffon or otherwise.
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That just served as a way to establish them as good and caring. That's not a bad thing, but not following up in it is. Them saying there is nothing to do comes across as an excuse to not care or ever do anything. They should ve following up in what they said before if they meant it. As I said before, it doesn't have to work as long as there is effort for it to matter. That doesn't even mean there even has to be something actually done, as long as the problem itself is addressed. Instead his origin appears to only matter as the explaination for why he is there.
And what you said about him forgetting, that's what I'm worried about. That Celestia not addressing the problem is a reason to make that happen so she has sole custody of him, and that he knows and loves nothing else but her. This would ultimately be a death of the very soul for him to be coaxed to throw away the sum total of everything that makes him up. That's also why I hate the name Gale, because to represents that, replacing everything instead of repairing. There's no reason why he shouldn't value and cherish his old life in addition to his current one, except to abandon the memory of his original mother with Celestia.
On a seperate note, I have to wonder if Celestia is ever going to apologize to Gilda. She DID just up and threaten someone the child had show trust in, leaving her terrified she woukd be killedcif she didn't succeed in the task Celestia gave her. That sort of introduction poisons their relationship with the idea that disobedience or failure is punishable with death, something Celestia hasn't actually seemed to do anything to counteract.
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It's clear to me that we're both very passionate about this story that is still developing.
So, how about this, since it seems the crux of the issue is his past self and how much effort the other characters put into healing him, we just wait and see what the author does when his memories do return, either naturally or through some sort of new memory spell. Hopefully by that point he would have learned to speak and would share his past to Princess Celestia. We'll put our ultimate judgement on then, when Gale and Celestia have opened up and discuss what they can and want to do in the future.
You believe that they can do more, I believe they are doing what they can, When all is reveled we'll see if it was enough.
Deal?
Now that i think about it... How many subraces do the Griffon race count? I can think of 3 with the singing ones mention here.
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Probably a triggered memory. Ever eat a unique Food on vacation and when you'r eating it again later you remember that first time? Probably like that just more intensive.
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Like breathing