He blushed a little bit, then sit down and yawned slightly. He stood up and walked over to the kitchen, getting some waffles.
Star just sighed and went to the living room. She took a book with her magic and sat down to read it. It was a book about stars and astronomy.
Canvasta simply gave made them some basic waffles and then placed them in plates for them He looked down a little and groaned silghtly as he burned his finger on the toaster's iron rack.
((finger?! they are ponies, shouldn't it be hoof?)) Star noticed that "A-are you alright?" she said worried for him. She took his hoof and saw the burn "It isn't that bad..." she said smiling. She didn't know why, but she gave a small kiss where the burn was. "I hope it makes you fell better... she said with a slight blush in her face.
She gave him another small kiss in his hoof. ""I'm sure you are going to be fine." she said smiling and blushing at the same time. She then sat again in the couch and started eating one of the waffles he made as she continued reading.
He looked at the waffles, "How is it though?" He nervously sat down. He was itching to sketch, yet he wasn't going to add paper to the pill he was racking up.
Star ate another waffle and basically eat it in a few seconds. She really liked it. "You cook better than I do." She said smiling.
"I don't know how to cook tht much, I just know the basics." He blushed a little bit before rubbing his neck in adulation.
"Still, you did it better than I usually do" She replied back. She went to the kitchen and grabbed an empty bag, she then went to her room and grabbed a bag full of bits. "I need to go and buy some stuff. Do you want to come?" She asked him
Canvasta shook his head, "No but... I was curios to if you had any paper..? Maybe some penicls, or at least some charcoal..."
"hmmmm..." she started thinking. "Yes, there is some in the desk in my room. Is the first room to the right." She said happily "Now, I got to go. I'll be back soon." she smiled to him and left the house
Canvasta flew to the room and he pulled out the paper. Those warm, soft sheets of paper. They hadn't even been touched, barely even thought of. He saw a pencil and sharpened it, taking in the aroma of the chizzled lead. His pencil was gripped within his hoof as it began to glide over the paper, flying and making intricate lines. His mind allowed him to simply go where it was required, and not an inch off. Soon he had a sketch done. It was of his host. He didn't mind and laid it aside, then began to draw more. He drew of the bosx he lived in. The house he was in now. He drew for many hours, not letting time be a single factor to his owrk. Finally, he drew... it. IT was a large field with a blood red setting sun. In the distance were buildings, controted and abstract, highlighted by red and blue. Just outside the buildings was a pony collapsed on the ground, bleeding out. His blood rolled towards the bottom of the hill and formed a pool which reflected a dark red moon, which was rising adjacent to the sun. He stared at it for several moments before he grabbed it and threw it into the garbage can. The corner poked out so a pony could see it if they looked. He stood up and left the room.
Star came back home after a few hours. She had the bag full of different things, such as food, some decorations and a little necklace. She left the food on the kitchen and went to her room. In there he left everything else in her bed and saw the drawings. "They are really cute..." she said smiling, she then noticed the other paper in the garbage can and grabbed it... "GAH...!" she gasped looking at the the horrible scene "C-Canvasta...!" she yelled desperately, horrified to what she saw.
Canvasta froze and he walked over to the room. He looked down and began to formulate an apology. "I-I don't know what that was, I swear!" He fell to his knees, freaking out now that she was getting loud, "I-It just happened, I didn't know what I was drawing!!!!" He fell to all his knees and crawled away, backing against the door. Tears ran down his eyes. Fear overtook his body. Fear that wasn't his onw. Fear that had been installed into him. Fear that had been brought forth from somewhere. Words came from his lips, words he never thought he'd say again: "Forgive me mistress PLEASE!" His eyes widened and suddenly he bolted from the room, throwing himself under the couch and shivering, sobbing under it. ((He has a lot of mental scars))
"C-Canvasta!" she yelled as soon as he left. He turned to the drawing, it was to horrible to let it in there, so she burned it. She quickly ran to where he was. "Canvasta, a-are you alright?!" she said completely worried. She got under the couch with him and hugged him. "Is alright..." she said softly trying to calm him down.
Canvasta looked up and he started ot shiver hard. Memories were starting to awaken, then they'd fade from his memory. He sobbed and finally curled up inside her arms, sobbing like a little filly.
"Don't worry..." she said stroking his mane with his hoof "It's alright..." she continued saying softly to him.
