This is my first story in this category. Be as nice as a rattlesnake provoked if you need to be.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own anything from DP or any of Butch Hartman's work. I don't have the talent to keep up with something that popular.
Flower Language
She is pissed.
So royally pissed.
An anemone here, an angelica there. And a HUGE bunch of tulips came out of her locker this morning. Out of all the yellow tulips there was one red one. Later at her home, her room was filled with blue and white violets.
This kept happening all month.
When she went to school the next day, all she got were whispers. Paullina was in the middle of them.
Oh, she was royally pissed. She needs to put this aggression out. SOON.
"Yo Sam! How's the flowers doing? Do you think that there will be a bigger bunch coming to this classroom soon? Can I take a picture of them – "
POW!
"Sam, are you alright?"
"No. I. Am. Not."
"It's about the flowers, right?"
"Of course not."
"You know, you are more interesting than Paullina is right now."
"Like I need to hear that."
"Think of this as a good thing."
"How is it a good thing?"
"Someone really likes you and wants to spend all their time on you."
"They should spit it out. At least I can reject them in their face at least."
A flinch. "I…I…see. Would you really do that?"
"At this point, yes. This person deserves it. It's probably not even real love or affection. It's probably just to get me to lower my guard down."
"Oh… What if it is real?"
"Then I can tell them I don't love anyone and never will."
There were no flowers today and the days following.
He disappeared today. She asked Tucker if he has seen him.
"No, I haven't. And I don't blame him right now."
That is all she got from him.
She received aloe later that night.
She looked at them.
"Why?" That was all she said.
"I'm sorry." That was she wanted him to say.
She held one cyclamen, one purple hyacinth, one primrose, a darkening, crimson rose and a black rose.
END NOTES: Hehe… What you think? As a new DP writer?
Flower translations:
Anemone – unfading love
Angelica – inspiration
Tulip – Generally they mean perfect lover. Yellow tulips mean hopeless love. Red tulips mean believe me, declaration of love.
Violet – Generally they mean modesty. Blue violets mean watchfulness, faithfulness, I'll always be true. White violets mean "let's take a chance on happiness".
Aloe – grief
Cyclamen – resignation and goodbye
Hyacinth – generally means rashness. Purple hyacinths mean I'm sorry, please forgive me, sorrow.
Primrose – I can't live without you, early youth.
Rose – In general they mean "I love you". Dark crimson roses mean mourning. Black roses mean death.
I got my flower dictionary from Pioneer Thinking.
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