The Park

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty has wandered away from the store and is sitting in the park.

Staring at a very small pine tree.

He seems very happy about it.

[ooc: Open for your park needs]

Comments

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

{ooc: Marty <3's pine trees? ;) }

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Me? Meta? Nah.]

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

[i just picked up on that the third time i read the post. *glee*]

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Yeah, took me a sec too. Then I was all proud of myself for getting it.]

[fh_jackass]

[ooc: Aww!]

[nadiathesaint]

[ooc: sooooo much cute]

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

[swerval_zero]

((Awwwww.))

[nadiathesaint]

Sleeping?

Yeah, that's still not happening. In her desperate bid for coherency, Nadia has decided to go for a walk.

Seeing Marty sitting and staring at a pine tree might just be the cutest thing she's seen in days.

"Hey," she said softly, trying not to startle the poor, apparently arborphilic boy.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty continues to stare at the pine tree. He seems to have some trouble with blinking.

"Hey," he replied with an awed tone of voice.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia, wondering what was so fascinating about this pine tree, sat down and stared for awhile.

Nope, wasn't seeing it.

Well, except that it was such a very small pine tree.

After a few moments, she leaned over slightly, not taking her eyes of the tree and whispered. "What are we staring at?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty points at the tree.

"Pine tree."

He nods at Nadia like this is some kind of universal explanation of the universe.

He says nothing for a minute.

"It smells nice."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia started to wonder if Marty had gotten hit over the head recently, too.

"Yeah, they do. Aren't you supposed to be at Empire right now?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty shrugs.

Then giggles.

"It's green too."

[nadiathesaint]

The fact that it didn't click earlier can perhaps be blamed on Nadia's lack of sleep. When it does click, though, it becomes immediately obvious, and Nadia starts giggling, too.

"Very green. Green is good."

She's going to have to stop by Empire to get some brownies before they run out.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty points at the tree.

"I'm going to call her Sharon," He says as though this explains everything.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia frowned, while still giggling. "How do you know it's a girl? Do pine trees have sexes?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty looks at Nadia with amazement. "Pine trees have SEX? NO WAY!"

[nadiathesaint]

It takes a fairly long time for Nadia to reign in her giggles enough to answer to that.

When she finally does, she opens her mouth . . . and has absolutely no idea how to respond, so she stares at the tree a little bit longer.

Then: "Well, there are baby pine trees, aren't there? They have to come from somewhere,"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty nods as though he has just been given the gift of worldy knowledge.

"I want that tree."

[nadiathesaint]

"Where would you keep it?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"I'll put it in my pocket."

Marty leans over and pulls the tree out of the ground. Luckily all the roots come with it.

He then starts to wander off without saying goodbye to Nadia.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia opens her mouth to mention it would probably prefer to have some dirt, but then shrugs as he wanders off.

He could take care of himself, possibly even while stoned, right?

She heads down to the docks. If anyone would be willing to keep an eye on a stoned guy in love with a tree, it would be Artie.