"Hurry up, everyone is waiting to see scrambled eggs with tomato eating scrambled eggs with tomato."
This was the meaning Sunset Shimmer read from the air.
'Childish.'
Sunset Shimmer glanced at her.
However, it was a good dish, and it tasted delicious.
The acidity of the tomato and the fragrance of the scrambled eggs, paired with rice, was simply superb.
"This dish isn't hard to make; you just need tomatoes, eggs, minced garlic, chopped green onions, and a little seasoning..."
Sunset Shimmer, while chewing, listened to the whispering from Aurora beside her, not understanding why she had to be so detailed.
Was she trying to teach her how to cook?
Come to think of it, the Junior Sister, a rich young lady, actually knew how to cook?
That was a bit too virtuous, wasn't it?
"...Actually, this scrambled eggs with tomato has a little vinegar added, because scrambled eggs with tomato always needs vinegar."
Sunset Shimmer's chewing paused, and she couldn't help but turn her head to look at Aurora, who looked perfectly normal.
She felt like Aurora was implying something, but she had no evidence.
The secret little actions of the two ponies naturally didn't escape the notice of the two older ponies, but they simply chose not to stop them.
If they could see their daughter showing her emotions (even if it was just bad ideas) at every meal, they would love for Sunset Shimmer to just move into their house permanently.
At this moment, the attendant brought up a new dish, green and looking just like weeds, appearing plain and unremarkable; it was probably just a palate cleanser.
"This is really good."
However, Aurora suddenly gave this dish a high rating, forcing Sunset Shimmer to re-examine this plate of "weeds."
"Speaking of this, it reminds me of a story, a story from when our Little Meteor was little."
Meteora's opening words immediately alerted Aurora, but she simply ignored her daughter's resistant gaze and continued.
"I remember when Flying Light was just a year old, her father and I took her for a picnic in the park on the weekend.
Just for a moment, when we turned our heads, she was secretly gnawing on the lawn.
It gave us a real scare; fortunately, it wasn't the season for pesticides yet."
'I only ate it because I knew there were no pesticides, and besides, after turning into a pony, shouldn't I be eating grass?'
When she first turned into a pony, Aurora was full of curiosity about her current race, and eating grass was her experiment with that stereotype.
Having finally reached the age of teething, she naturally had to try it.
The price was that she created a dark history for herself, becoming a topic of conversation for the elders after tea and meals.
"Ha! She even gnawed a small bald patch back then.
Truly my Little Meteor, such good teeth!
I still remember I had to pay a fine!
I even kept the ticket until now..."
Aster was also getting excited, and while he was self-forgetfully about to go get his collection, he noticed Aurora's death glare.
He coughed dryly, put away his silly expression, and sat back down in his seat.
"To think there's such a story."
Sunset Shimmer couldn't hold back a laugh, especially since Aurora was so embarrassed she didn't dare look at her, which confirmed the story was absolutely true.
Who hasn't done a few silly things when they were little?
But this story felt especially precious coming from Aurora.
Aurora tried her best to ignore the "so you have days like this too" expression on Sunset Shimmer's face, whispering a few defenses while trying to change the subject.
"...That wasn't weeds, that's water spinach, also called morning glory.
It's obviously delicious; what a pity to throw it away as weeds..."
When it came to eating, Aurora was absolutely not vague.
Especially since she was a southerner before, throwing away such fresh water spinach as weeds was practically a crime.
However, in the perception of Western ponies, water spinach is just a kind of weed, and in some places, it's even a harmful weed, like in Florida.
And in a place like Canterlot, face is always more important than appetite, so Aurora could only enjoy this delicacy within her own home.
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