Odyssey in "Equitis Humi"
Make room for the Culture Bomb...
Previous ChapterNext ChapterAfter ten long minutes, the taxi arrived at the destination, the house of the mare who hosted me for the whole time: Rarity.
When I saw the building for the first time, at first I thought to a misplacing by the driver: I tried to reply to the driver, but he said that the position matched with the chose destination, thus that was the place; I was going to ask if he was sure that the town where we arrived was Ponyville when I heard a voice behind me :
“Aeneas! Why you are still there?”
“I'm paying, just a second”, then I rotated myself and saw who was calling me: a white mare with a purple mane shaped like a whirlwind, who was accompanied by Sweetie Belle.
I headed for them and greeted :
“Good morning, I'm Aeneas Verne, I guess that you are Rarity, my benefactor”
“Yes, darling. Would you like come in my shop and house? I want to offer you something to drink, over to make a tour of my house.”
The first thing that I noticed was the absurd quantity of gems placed on the clothes who were in the shop: I wondered how much they were common or how much she is lucky, for find all this gems.
The second one? Well, the relationship between Rarity and Sweetie Belle : while she was showing the “guest room” (AKA Sweetie Belle's room), Rarity said :
“Well, I know that doesn’t fit very well for your habits, but I'm certain that...”
Sweetie Belle arrived, stopped and then started to scream
“Why my room is messed up, Rarity? I mean, didn't rember that there was a world map in my room, nor a copy of the Mercy of Michelangelo Buoncarota hanging from the seal...”
“Sweetie Belle! How dare intrude in our discussion? You are such rude, such.. such...BARBARIAN!”
“This is my room, sister, you can't do whatever you want with me!”
“You must obey!”, then Rarity started to cry for no apparent reason.
“So.. what's the deal?” I said
“Nothing, she is the queen of drama”
“Well, I guess that it was your room, I will sleep in the living room, no problem, or else...”
“Or else?”
“Do you have an extra mattress? I can arrange something in your room if you don't mind”
“I think yes, but it's the one of when I was 2, I don't think that you could stay on it...”
“I slept in a cradle until I was 3, mind you”
“Alright Aeneas, follow me”, I followed Sweetie Belle in the cellar, took the mattress and tried to create something similar to a bed in the Rarity sister's room.
Some time later, Rarity returned normal and said
“So, what is the organization ?”
“I will sleep in an arranged bed in the Sweetie Belle's room..”
“Can I see it?”
“Yes, follow me”, she went behind me, but soon as we entered in the room, her jaw dropped and she screamed
“What is that abomination? That isn't a bed where anyone should sleep! No! Absolutely no! Tell me, it was a your idea?”
“Yes, after all, I feel guilty to strip her of the room”
“But I want to offer you the best!”
“No need to show so much ξενία, I adapt to every condition”
“As you wish...”
In the evening, while I was giving a fast reading of an history book coming from the (poor) Sweetie Belle's library, I was interrupted by Rarity, who said
“Aeneas, darling, would you like have a walk with me around the town? I will show you my dearest friends of mine”
I didn't hesitated “Of course! I am free of going out now, why I should decline?” it was a bad acting, but the study of this world more scientifically could arrive after: for now, I decide to meet someone.
After five minutes of walking, Rarity stopped and greeted a group of two mares: they answered and headed to us, while they were moving, I prepared my best feats of knowledge to show to them.
The first to talk was a pink pony, who appeared from an absurd position
“Hi, I am Pinkie Pie! Who are you? I never saw you!”
“Oblivious, I lived imprisoned in my home for 4 years, it is not a big surprise that no one knew about me before”
“Oh!! And what did you in the house? Did you threw parties or played or...”
“I studied every possible thing the pony's knowledge”
“Wow! Such a boring thing!”
A purple unicorn said “Ehi ! What did you said about the studying? You know that you are influencing his psyche?”
I said :
“Actually, miss, the study was basically ALL my life: barely the time to be 5 months, and my parents taught me to read and write, and at 1 year, I started to study every day, with stops only for the restroom, the eating and the sleep”
“You are saying that... you studied since you were one year old?”
“Yes”
“Oh...”
Pinkie Pie said
“See? He studied more than you in proportion.. but you are lucky, because he never threw parties”
A cyan Pegasus arrived from the sky and said
“I lost something interesting?”
Rarity answered
“Yes darling, you lost the arrival of Aeneas Verne, an orphan who studied since he was 1”
“Is it true? Because I know someone that will kill for change her life this way for study more...
Twilight, I guess that is your wet dream?”
“Of course not! From what he told, HE DIDN'T EVEN SAW THE LIGTH OF THE SUN UNTIL A WEEK AGO!”
“And isn't this how you live?”
“No! I like the open spaces!”
“Then why you live in a library?”
“Well, it's my work, duh, it's more comfortable for me”
“ That doesn’t anything, but I'd prefer end this now.
Anyway, nice to meet you Aeneas, I'm Rainbow Dash the fastest flier in Ponyville, from what they told to me, you are a book worm for constrain: is it true? “
“Yes, after all, you don't pass four years of your life studying and doing it only that without begin marked”
“Oh, well, so you will found a friend in Twilight Sparkle: she is a bookworm too”.
After this phrase, other two ponies arrived: one was a yellow Pegasus with a pink mane, while the other was an orange pony with a yellow mane.
When I heard their names, I've already recognized them: both were present on the list of the ponies who wanted to adopt me and where rejected in favor of Rarity.
I said
“Good morning, Fluttershy and Applejack, my name is Aeneas Verne, I am a 4 years foal studying since he was 1”
“Oh.. hi.. Aeneas... I rember you.. somehow...”
“Of course yes, Fluttershy! I rejected your and Applejack's offer of adoption when I was in hospital”
“Uh... now I rember.. I hope that the request didn't bothered you...”
“Nah, it's just as fine”.
After the arrival of the last ponies, I chatted with them for two hours before returning home.
The rest of the day wasn't anything special, but, as you can guess, eating with a style-obsessed mare isn't propley an everyday thing.
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