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Seivarden Vendaai ([personal profile] 1000yearstoolate) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2018-04-07 08:53 am

Covent Garden Flowers, Saturday

It was a relief that things were back to normal. Seivarden was in a reasonably good mood, even if her eye still hurt from being punched by some people in Baltimore, who for some reason had suddenly turned violent when she had asked for directions to a good teahouse.

Now she was making flower arrangements. The flowers might produce pollen, but it was definitely of the normal kind.

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[personal profile] fremen_eh 2018-04-07 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
His dad liked flowers. And, since he had once again stepped through a portal to Fandom, Elias Atreides was going to surprise him with flowers. The version of his dad who lived here, that is, the version who was younger and had green eyes.

Which was why he was now fiddling with his lock picks to get into the back door of a flower shop he had found.

He didn't have any money. That was the best way.
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[personal profile] fremen_eh 2018-04-07 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
This was a good start. Elias sneaked into the shop and crouched beneath the counter, hopefully unseen by the shop assistant. From here he had a good view of what was on display.
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[personal profile] fremen_eh 2018-04-07 07:21 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, no. Busted. Elias dived for the nearest flower pot, grabbed it, and aimed for the door.
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[personal profile] fremen_eh 2018-04-07 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
Elias hugged the flower pot.

"It's for my dad. He likes flowers."
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[personal profile] fremen_eh 2018-04-07 07:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Sparkle. His name is Sparkle."

Elias clung harder to the pot.
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[personal profile] fremen_eh 2018-04-07 07:32 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm from another universe. In the future."

Didn't this person know about things like that? Elias rolled his eyes.

"Are you new here?"
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[personal profile] myownface 2018-04-07 10:16 am (UTC)(link)
Look, Sparkle was just happy that the pollen garbage was over.

And was also pretending nothing weird was going on besides that, because he knew how the island worked perfectly well by now. Storm, pollen, prom, and then...

So there was maybe a bit of hesitation in his voice as he answered his phone. Just a smidgen.

"Y'ello?"
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[personal profile] myownface 2018-04-07 10:23 am (UTC)(link)
Sparkle was silent for a long moment. And then he sighed.

"Ah, shit. Okay, I'll be right there. Did she say why she decided to go to the flower shop?"

He worked at two places in town, and neither one of them sold flowers.
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[personal profile] myownface 2018-04-07 10:41 am (UTC)(link)
"I mean, he's my kid," Sparkle said, readjusting his expectations slightly as he grabbed his backpack, slipped on a pair of ratty sneakers, and booked it through the door, heading for the flower shop at a run.

... He didn't want any kid of his alone with Seivarden for longer than necessary.

"I wouldn't put stealing a flower for me out of the realm of possibility."
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[personal profile] myownface 2018-04-07 10:52 am (UTC)(link)
"It's an island thing," Sparkle confirmed, breaking into a run the second he was out of the building and into the street. "Kids just kind of show up sometimes."

He was not going to confirm or deny the part about teaching a kid how to steal.

"Look, I'm almost there. If he broke anything I can pay for it, it's fine."
myownface: (Lil Unconvinced Smile)

[personal profile] myownface 2018-04-07 11:06 am (UTC)(link)
Sparkle was actually trying so hard not to laugh now, so sue him.

"I doubt he'll break anything. His dads would have taught him better than that. I think I've even met this one before."

The more Elias complained, the more Sparkle was sure he knew that voice, yes.
myownface: (Throwin' Crap.)

[personal profile] myownface 2018-04-07 11:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, where he grew up, there aren't really many flower shops," Sparkle replied, reasonably, as if that actually excused anything.

He knew damn well that it didn't. He was choosing not to care.
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[personal profile] myownface 2018-04-07 11:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Do I even like flowers?" Sparkle rolled his eyes as he pushed through the front door of the shop, lowering the phone from his ear. "Of course I like flowers. Who doesn't like flowers?"

Turning a grin toward Elias, he added, "Heya, squirt."

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