- >Wake up starving. You hadn't eaten since the night before last.
- >Your dreams of Luna are temporarily forgotten as you rush downstairs.
- >Twilight looks up from a bowl of fruit.
- "Good Morning, Anon. I wasn't sure what humans eat, so why don't you
- look around and see if there's anything you would like".
- >You cross the room and start looking through the kitchen.
- >Some of the best looking apples you've ever seen catch your eye.
- >While it's a start, it's hardly a filling breakfast.
- >Vegetables, no. Bale of hay, no. Salt block, no.
- >Oats? Oatmeal was always your favorite back home.
- >After some looking, you find a pot and pour in the oats and water.
- "What are you doing"?
- "Uhhh...cooking".
- "Why would you ruin perfectly good oats"?
- >You don't really have an answer.
- >You kick on the stove and start fixing them anyway.
- >Even after cooking, the oats were a little tough.
- >The apple was delicious though.
- >By the time you are done, Twilight is nervously pacing.
- "It's about time you were done. We have a very tight schedule
- to keep and thanks to your cooking, we are already 10 minutes late.
- First, I have to introduce you to all my friends. Then we have to
- get you enrolled in school. No one under my care will go without
- an education. Better yet, I'll teach you myself because you have
- so much catching up to do. Finally, we need to go through town
- and buy you anything you might need to be comfortable".
- >That does sound like a lot to do.
- >When your parents didn't have you doing chores, they left you
- >alone to take care of yourself.
- "Come on, Anon. First stop is Pinkie Pie".
- >Twilight practically shoves you out the door.