Khaleesi showed me her skills…level…and stats…and I really wish she hadn't as I depressedly use the pasta colliander, for the angel hair spaghetti noodles.
And start the meat sauce by putting my homemade spaghetti sauce into the pan, and return to the kitchen table with my head down and my shoulders slumped.
"M-my bonded…I-I am sorry I didn't mean to make you depressed…" Khaleesi says softly as she flies over and presses herself against my cheek.
"It's not your fault…" I sigh as I put my head down on the table and look out the massive picture frame window in my kitchen showing the view of the pasture, the patch of dead wood swamp behind it and my corn field to the right of both.
"Shitty farmer, shitty person…ouch!" I was talking badly about myself, when my body jolts as I feel an electric shock run through me and I turn to look at Khaleesi angrily glaring at me with tears in her eyes and her face flushed red.
"You're a goodman on hard times my bonded, a shitty person wouldn't have ran towards the screams of a young woman and save her…without using their position for their own gain…he also wouldn't have lowered themselves and talk about themselves in a derogatory manner to save said woman's life from a dragon…and end up winning said Dragon's admiration." Khaleesi chastises me in a very boisterous and blistering tone of voice.
"Now, you sit here while I finish making dinner!" Khaleesi says to me in a very firm voice as she flights off to the stove area.
I watch as Khaleesi gets out a large plate and starts platting up some spaghetti and sauce for me, Khaleesi flies over said plate to me while…a look of disgust on her face while also drooling over my meal at the same time.
"Do you want some?"
"What is it?" Khaleesi asks me right back.
"Well, this is pasta." I say as I twirl it onto a fork I grab out of the silverware holder at the center of the table. "It's made from wheat like bread…and the red stuff is made from Tomatoes…it's homemade sauce for cooking many different meals."
"Ahhh, so there isn't any meat in these two things?" Khaleesi asks me as her disgusted face melts away. "Nope none…are you…do you only eat vegetables and things made from vegetables?" I ask Khaleesi who nods slightly and takes a slight sauce stained noodle in her hands…I almost laugh at the sight of that.
'She's so small, I bet that that noodle will fill her stomach and still seem as though that stretches on forever to her…hmm, I don't think I'm going to have to worry about having enough food to feed her and myself.'
"So...your world was…is it very different from this one…my world that is?" I ask her.
"Yes indeed, I've never seen or even heard of this place before and you have all of these metal machines and boxes running around and doing things that would typically be done with magic and a wood powered fire…but…if all of your worlds people are level ones…than you are all as feeble as my world's newborn babes…and your lack of skills and magic…" Khaleesi expresses and even though it's a bit traitorous to her I pray that our worlds never come more into contact than they have so far.
'So...I guess all that media about dungeons being passages to other worlds or singular worlds is really true and that is what is happening to my world now…' I say in my head but my thoughts are interrupted by Khaleesi, noisily slurping down on my spaghetti noodles.
It'll probably take a few years…for people to get used to there being dungeons ... .even more so to get used to the fact that there are other planets with intelligent life from our mythology…and maybe even more…than that.
Khaleesi and I finish up my plate of spaghetti, and I struggle not to laugh at the sight of Khaleesi…covered in red spaghetti sauce as I reach over to the where the Microfiber cloth and shot glasses sit dipping the cloth into the soapy one and then motioning for Khaleesi to come stand in front of me.
After cleaning up Khaleesi as best as I could I find that her skin now has a slight tint of spaghetti sauce to it but Khaleesi looks as me with mirthful, thinking eyes as she snaps her fingers and a ring of blue light forms around her feet and slides up her body leaving her clean.
"Thank you for your efforts my Bonded." Khaleesi says to me with a light giggle in her voice as I stare at her with my mouth hanging open.
"You're welcome." I reply to her in a sigh as I stand up from the table set my plate in the sink and then turn of the hot water blasting the plate for a few seconds before shutting it off and moving to the living room, I reach out grab the TV remote before flopping down on the beat up couch that ends recline.
Turning on the TV, flipping the channel till I come to a cartoon station and see it's a familiar story about a bald headed kid with an arrowhead tattoo fighting a strong nation.
"Whoa, what is that the artwork moves and talks…it's so beautiful…" Khaleesi expresses as she watches tv for the first time.
"That Khaleesi is a television, and it displays moving pictures with sounds…this one specifically is called a cartoon…" I reply to Khaleesi as she lands on my stomach.
"This is wondrous…your people have…made many wonderful things…" Khaleesi gasps as she lays down on me and watches the cartoon in rapture.
'I think…I made a tv addict…' I chuckle in my mind at that thought.