With a grin, Gilda brought you to the kitchen which wasn't exactly in the cleanest state with dirty dishes filling the sink and a garbage overflowing with what seemed to be tin cans. "My friend Rainbow Dash is out for the week so she had me look after her place, thankfully she left me a big stash of these beans. I don't know how I can live without them." With a chuckle she pulled out a couple cans of baked beans and opened them up, dumping them into a big pot that she then put on the heat. With that done she tossed the empty cans onto the ever growing pile, an audible gulp coming from you. Again this Gilda didn't seem to be the most hygienic griffon around, and combined with her immaturity and apparent love for baked beans, you knew this didn't bode well. "Ahh, wow, I've never heard of griffons liking beans before.." You gulped and looked around the rest of Rainbow Dash's kitchen as you made small talk. Not being particular fond of them, you decided to make a salad for yourself.
"This Rainbow Dash won't mind if I eat some of her food?" You inquired, you didn't want to be rude. Gilda just smiled and shrugged. "Nah. Help yourself, though you are really missing out on these beans." She laughed and gave them a stir, the aroma of them cooking filling the room. Though admittedly it did smell quite delicious, you know it wouldn't smell nearly as good coming out.
The two of you soon finished making your meals and sat down to eat, you with a rather small salad and Gilda with a great big heaping bowl of baked beans. While you nibbled on your salad as politely as you could (living in Canterlot had made your table manners impeccable), Gilda chowed down and shoved spoonful after spoonful of beans into her mouth as if it were a race. Your eyes went wide a bit, perhaps it wasn't the best idea checking out this cloud house. Being stuck here with an unhygienic griffon full of baked beans sounded like a recipe for disaster. Breaking yourself out of your trance watching her devour her food, you spoke up trying to make some conversation. "So... you live here in Ponyville? You must be the only griffon!"
Gilda shook her head and swallowed a big mouthful. "Nah. I'm just visiting for awhile. Rainbow Dash had some big Wonderbolts training thing so she needed me to look after this place. It's pretty cool, I get to sit around here and relax-" She paused for a moment to lean to the side and blast out a very loud fart that rippled against her chair, soon filling the room with an utterly putrid stench that made you instantly clutch your nose. "Ahh and I can fart as much as I want! Not like anyone's going to give a damn." She laughed and fanned the air a bit after getting a whiff of her ripe gas. She didn't even seem to notice your disgusted expression as she went back to eating.
Unsurprisingly, you didn't have much of an appetite after that. The reeking griffon gas filled the room and forcefully entered your nostrils, it was heavy with the stench of beans and cheese. "Umm, maybe I should be going... I only got into town today and I have an awful lot to do.." Gilda grinned as she finished her food and put a wing around you. "Nonsense! You just got here! Why don't we sit and relax for a bit. I'm sure there's lots you want to know about griffons and Cloudsdale and who better to tell you about them than me?" You gulped as she led you out of the kitchen, you feared it wouldn't be easy escaping this gassy griffon.
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