Frostlas simply lays face first in the dirt, which garden she was in seemed irrelevant right now. She just wanted to sleep. Not only did she have to water all of her own plants but all of MoonLily's as well, she had to collect MoonLily's fruits to sell, feed the piñatas of both gardens, stop MoonLily's bunnycombs from being eaten by hungry, non-resident preztails, she then had to stop two of her own piñatas from fighting because a sour bonboon went through her garden while she was over at MoonLily's so she had to sort that out before it got out of hand all the while running back and forth from her garden ALL the way over to MoonLily's and back again to keep checking up on everything and keeping everything in line. It was only the third day and she was exhausted and she still has to do this for another FOUR DAYS. Her legs are going to be jelly after all of this!
She slowly rolls onto her back and looked up at the sky tiredly. It seemed either late afternoon or early in the morning… it has to be late afternoon, there's no way that laying down for a half hour will make her sleep through the entire night. Not that it hasn't happened before, it's just she's too tired to sleep. She looks around quietly to confirm her whereabouts. Yep, MoonLily's garden. She sighs heavily out her nose and lay's her head back down and closes her eyes. Maybe a little nap wouldn't be so bad.
Growls and snarls wake her up and she jumps to her feet and looks around quickly, "wait, wait, wait, what?" She turns a full 360 degrees to try and find where the noises are coming from. Sours? Angry piñatas? A fight? Ruffians?
"Oh great," she states sarcastically as she spots the fight. MoonLily's Raisant is battling a buzzlegum that is eagerly wanting to get to the buttercups planted around MoonLily's garden. Even though the Dessert Desert raisant has a silver battling medallion it doesn't stop the gardener's concern, Frostlas doesn't exactly want a sick piñata in MoonLily's garden. She's too tired to deal with the shit she gets from Dastardos. Now that she thinks about it, it's been a while since she's seen the reaper; it's also been a long while since she's dealt with Pester or his ruffians too. Something suspicious is going on… She thinks to herself. She's dragged out of her thoughts as the raisant takes a large bite into the buzzlegum, that lets out a shriek and stabs the raisant viciously with its stinger in an attempt to get out of the raisant's death grip.
"Oi! Stop it you two!" Frostlas yells, pouring water on the two bug piñatas to get them to leave each other alone.
She guesses she should be thankful that she hasn't had to deal with the likes of those sour jerks while she's working her butt off to keep both gardens in mint condition, she would just collapse to the ground if she had to fight off a ruffian while this exhausted. But hey, she's actually doing it, she's keeping both gardens in the same conditions that MoonLily had them in when she left. Sure she isn't progressing very much with her own garden but she's able to keep MoonLily's, which is a much higher level garden than her own might she add, looking pretty good AND keeping hers not to bad either. She actually can't wait to rub it in Dastardos' face on how well she's doing. But then he might try to make it even harder for her… or try to do something to one of the gardens, or both!
"Well," she says quietly, sitting down again with a sigh, "I guess I'm just really lucky right now…" She frowns, "when my luck runs out I don't know what I'll do." God Frostlas shut up don't jinx it! She hits herself in the forehead with the palm of her hand then stands up again. "Better just head back over to mine just to be sure…" She lets out a sigh and looks down at the injured buzzlegum, "well, what do you say? Do you wanna go live in my garden?" She reaches down and picks up the little insect and starts walking, "I'm talking to a bug… a papery, colourless bug… am I going crazy?" she looks down at the piñata again to ask it. It looks up at her and nods quietly. "Knew it," she states as she heads towards her garden quietly.
Frostlas, and nearly everyone else in the village, all simultaneously get an alert from Leafos. It reads, "FINALLY! We're in the city! :D" with a picture of the billboard and the city towers and lights along with sunset behind it. Frostlas smiles, it looks so cool, it makes her feel that little bit better to know that they got there safely too. Maybe one day she could go to the city, just to see it for herself, then come back home. That day isn't going to be anytime soon that's for sure, but still, the thought's there.
-VivaPinata::SweetnSours-
So, this is what a 'city' is. Seems kinda boring. Stone, square mountains that rise to the sky to scrape it, not a single tree in sight, tiny gardens hanging from the windows of the stone mountains, not even a flutterscotch would want to be resident there. What a dump. Luka circles the skies and peers down at the land below. It smells funny here. There's no big piñata here either, with the exception of the ones pulling carts and carriages along the roads. These 'villagers' probably don't even know what a garden is, probably never seen a sour piñata before either. Today must be their lucky day, heh, this place needs some lightening up, needs some fun, needs some- Oh shiny! The bird brained piñata swoops down to land on the roof of one of the sky scrapers to investigate the shining object that grabbed his attention. Something small is lodged in the guttering and he curiously sifts through the sludge and twigs and leaves to- wait leaves? He pauses for a moment to question how things from trees could have gotten up here in the guttering when he couldn't see any trees in this city place. He decides that he'd go looking later, after he finds this shiny thing. It takes a few moments, but he finds a rusty looking ring with a small gem cut to size and fitted onto it. It's kinda gross, and smells like an old rashberry, but it's shiny and he's gotta have it. Placing it onto one of his claws, he then flies up into the sky to go and… um… what was he going to do again? Oh well. He shrugs it off and continues to fly around the skies, it's pretty hot from the sun's rays reflecting off of the concrete and back up into the sky. Good thing he's a piñata who doesn't really care. Oh hey there's a garden over there, only has a few trees and it has a whole lot of 'villagers' with their piñata, most being barkbarks. Luka lands in one of the trees to watch them all run around and play and do what normal piñata do. Now, time to think of how to take this sweet situation and crap on it, hm, maybe he doesn't need to crap on it, but barf on it instead. A few seconds of coughing later and bada-bing bada-boom a sour candy hits the ground below at the base of the tree. "Heheheh," Luka quietly evil laughs, knowing other piñata the moment they smell candy they'll be over here and sick in no time at all, just you wait.
Any second now.
Any second.
Now.
Okay so apparently these 'city piñata' can't sniff out candy the same way garden piñata do. Maybe he should find a better tree to sit in.
"Excuse me."
"Huh?" Luka looks around to see who was talking to him. Looking down, he sees a small mallowwolf with barkbark patterns on its paper. A half breed? Luka tilts his head at the strange little papery canine talking to him, he looks around just in case they were talking to someone else. "uh, ya talkin' to me kid?" Luka asks, just to be sure, looking down at the half breed with a confused expression.
"Yeah," they squeak up at him with a wagging tail, "what are you?"
"What am I?" Luka repeats, honestly feels pretty insulted, "What AM I? I, am, by far, the bestest, coolest, most awesomest piñata that you'll ever see ya mutt!" he puffs out his chest, "'ave ya ever even SEEN a buzzenge before?"
"Nope," it says in reply, still wagging its tail, not being offended by Luka's insults. Luka's jaw nearly hits the branch he's standing on, "ya've 'onestly, never, ever, seen a buzzenge?" The barkwolf nods, "never ever! So is that what you are?"
"Wow, I've finally found someone even more stupid than Dastardos."
"What's Dastardos?"
Luka rolls his eyes, then thinks for a few moments, "well… 'e ain't nothin' like me… I'm so much better at bein' sour than 'im."
"Sour?"
Luka laughs, "oh man ya a real numb shell ya know that?"
The half breed sniffs the air, being distracted by the smell of the candy near the tree. "Heh," Luka scoffs, knowing exactly what they're smelling, "ya smell that eh?" He gets a nod in response and he glides down to the ground, "well, friend… what ya smellin' is a lovely little treat called a sour candy, oh so tasty if ya ask me. It's just over there, 'ere, I'll be nice an' let ya 'ave that one."
It sniffs around until it finds and its tail wags in excitement, "oh boy! Really? Wow thank you!"
"Dun mention it…" he grins, as the half breed eats the candy eagerly.
"It tastes kind of-" that's all it was able to say before collapsing over to its side, turning green and wheezing in pain. Luka lets out a cheeky laugh and climbs up onto its head to look it in the eyes, "sour candy, is the best kinda candy, does what 'appened to you to every piñata that eats it. Oh, and ya an idiot." He laughs again, "Buzzenges are the best birds in the entire island, sours are the alpha race of piñatas, and Dastardos is the guy you're gonna see before you die." He hovers to the ground and happily bounds away from the sickly barkwolf, "class dismissed or whatever it is that ya say when ya finish a 'istory lesson…" he shrugs and flies back up into the sky. Maybe he should go teach more piñata of the wonders of outside the city; most of them have probably never seen the gardens and the piñatas that he's seen. He'd even be able to trick them all into eating sour candy. "I'm such a clever, an' awesome buzzenge," he self praises himself with a grin, using the wind currents to keep himself gliding along in the skies. After exploring for a little while, he decides that he'd better go check up on Dastardos and all them; they're probably lost without him, honestly, what would they do without him? He follows the concrete trails until he finds the cart, still moving along at a slow pace as they marvel at all the new sights, bright signs and clothes, masks and piñata, stores and apartments, heh, should have known they'd be taking things at a shellybean's pace. They seem fine without him for the meanwhile, he turns to go keep exploring but Dastardos whistles, holding out his arm, damn him and his ability to train piñata so well… He doesn't even realize that he's flown down and landed on his arm until he's already done it. Damn it and his subconscious of following simple commands.
"Hi Luka," MoonLily greets him with a pat on the head, "had fun exploring?"
"Yep," he says back, even though he's knows that she can't actually understand him, "it's was great! I did some stuff and a shiny thing and leaves and a tree then I made a piñata sick it was great you should have been there!" Dastardos raises a brow at him with a look of questioning and disappointment. MoonLily simply pet's him again with a smile before noticing the ring on his claw, "hey, whatchya got there?"
Dastardos looks at where MoonLily is looking and goes to take the ring off of him. Luka retaliates with a squawk and a peck, "OI! Get ya own shiny!" Dastardos moves his hand away before the bird gets a chance to hit him, "hey HEY I'm just taking a look you stubborn shit." Luka moves off of Dastardos' arm and onto MoonLily's head, "yeah well it's MY shiny! Ya ain't getting' it." Dastardos sighs in annoyance, "get off of MoonLily." The gardener simply giggles at the childish acts, she sighs quietly, "Luka, could I please take a look?"
"Oh yeah sure," he more than happily drops the ring into MoonLily's hand when asked and Dastardos' jaw nearly hits the floor, "how the FUCK did you manage to get him to… how did… why…" he crosses his arms over his chest grumpily, "piece of shit buzzenge."
Luka pokes his tongue out at him as MoonLily inspects the ring, still having the sour bird on her head. "It's really dirty… I wonder if we could clean it up once we get to the hotel." Dastardos shrugs, still being grumpy about his asshole bird.
"Oh if it's anything like these shops then I'm sure it's going to be beautiful!" Leafos exclaims from the back of the cart, marvelling and going gooey –eyed over the clothes and cute city boys. Seedos isn't quite as enthusiastic as his sister, but is still fascinated by the colour and textures he's able to see, a bit disappointed by the lack of plants and seeds, his shellybeans being a little upset about the lack of seeds as well.
Stopping at the traffic lights, which is simply a police officer directing different variants of red hots to stand in front of a hole in the dark box they're standing in to be green for go, orange for slow and red for stop, the out of town dwellers are all rather eager, or at the very least, interested in getting to the hotel to wind down for the night, as the sun has only a few rays left peaking over the horizon. Due to there being so much traffic, MoonLily gets her chewnicorn to glow it's horn to let them be seen, like headlights. The city lights up with neon colours and bright signs, some of which they've never seen before. It was starting to give Dastardos a headache, that being the main reason for wanting to get to this hotel so soon. Luckily for him, after dinner is ordered and eaten, Pizza being the agreed on meal, they park the cart by the large building a few minutes from the traffic lights and are out to stretch their legs. MoonLily unhooks Casiden from the cart and Dastardos let's Luka fly off again, it would look pretty damn suspicious if they brought a sour piñata into a high security building. Getting keys to their rooms, each getting their own for comfort and privacy reasons. Sure the girls could probably have a room together… but masks are a thing… and the boys could be in a room together… but Das is sour and gross so, he's much more comfortable to be in a separate room. They all agree to meet in the lobby for breakfast in the morning and they each say their goodnights and go to unwind and unpack in their rooms.
Leafos dumps her bags in the corner and lies down on the biggest bed she's ever seen, oh my goodness it's the most comfy bed she's ever laid on! It's so soft! Like lying on a cloud! She nearly falls asleep just lying there on it, but she jumps up quickly and goes to check out the unsweet, it's so beautiful! A huge mirror, stone basin, large bathtub and oh my goodness there's bubble bath mixture! She instantly starts to run the bath; oh MAN is she going to have a bubble bath! There is a shower but, who wouldn't want to have a bubble bath?
Seedos simply has a quick shower and is straight to bed, all this traveling and sightseeing has worn him out. He tucks in his shellybeans into the small piñata bed provided in the room before tucking himself in of course; he has to take care of them first, always.
MoonLily is just as eager for a bubble bath as Leafos, though obviously making her own in her room to be in. She also notices the shampoo and conditioner. She runs her hands through her tattered, greasy hair… yeah, washing it and brushing it would be a pretty good idea. Taking off her mask and clothes, she then lets her hair out of the bun and climbs on into the tub to start washing. It takes a long while, since she hasn't cut it all year which has caused it to be long enough to reach her tail bone once out of the bun, but man it feels so good to get all that grub and grime off. Hair silky smooth and skin all nice and clean, she gets ready for bed… in her underwear since she's only now realized that she doesn't own a pair of pyjamas… well, being a gardener she doesn't need to wear pyjamas, she just sleeps in her clothes then gets changed into new ones when they get dirty. She lets Casiden take himself to bed, choosing the biggest piñata bed in the room for his own comfort.
Dastardos sits on his windowsill and absent-mindedly stares up at the sky, the light pollution of the city blocking his view of the stars, like he predicted. He sighs, and closes his eyes quietly, not exactly sure of what he should do. He's brought out of his thoughts by Luka landing on his head, "'ey Star, can I sleeps in the fancy room with you?"
Dastardos shrugs and attempts to return to what he was thinking about before he was interrupted by the sour bird. Luka waddles around on the floor and jumps up onto the bed, "wow, this place is like, 'eaps better than your place'll ever be… like damn! This is niiiiiiice~!" The bird glances over at sour humanoid to see if he got some kind of reaction out of him, which he didn't. Luka wanders into the bathroom, "'ey cool they 'ave their own birdbath in 'ere! And an even bigger one for me! Oooooh 'ey what's this thing?" the sound of the shower being turned on an a surprised sqwark comes from the bathroom and Dastardos can't help but laugh a little at the buzzenge's exclamations, "AH! WHAT THE 'OLY FUCK IS THIS SHIT STONE TINY WATERFALL WHY IS IT SO COLD FUCKIN' SHIT! Wonder what 'appens when I pull this thin- AH 'OT 'OT 'OT 'OT 'OT 'OT!" Dastardos sniffs the air mockingly before asking, "Is that a roast cluckles you've got going on in there?"
"SHUT UP 'OW CAN YOU MOCK ME WHEN I'M OH SO CLEARLY BEIN' ATTACKED BY THIS TINY WATERFALL!"
Dastardos laughs, removes his boots and floats over to the shower to turn it off properly. He tosses a towel over at Luka and goes to exit the room but is stopped by the bird whine, "I'm cold."
"Dry yourself then."
"I can't, I don't 'ave any 'ands genius."
With a groan, the reaper turns back and roughly dries the bird into a papery fluff ball before going back to his window ledge to watch the city. Luka curls up on the bed and snuggles down on the pillow.
"There is a bed for piñatas you know…" Dastardos states monotonely. Luka simply replies cheekily with, "not like ya usin' this one." That's what made Dastardos lay down on it, simply to kick Luka off of it and onto the floor. With a squeak similar to that of a barkbark toy when he hits the ground, Luka grumbles and sits up on the ceiling fan, preferring to be up high than in some piñata bed on the floor. He mockingly chirps, "Goodnight dad." The bird gets a pillow to the face and is knocked off of the ceiling fan and onto the floor; it's surprising that he didn't break open from the fall.
"Night you little shit head."
"Cool now I've got your pillow."
"Gimme that!" Dastardos floats over and snatches it from him and floats back to lie on the bed, laying his head on the pillow he just got back. Luka flies up onto the end of the bed and sleeps there; pleased with the amount of annoyance he has been for today. Dastardos sighs and waits a few minutes just to be sure that Luka is indeed asleep before heading into the bathroom. He removes the mask and sunglasses he's using as a disguise, he takes his hair out of the ponytail and lets it flow around his head like usual, he runs his hands through it a few times quietly. It's been a long time since he's been able to take a good look at his reflection. Sometimes it just feels like he's going through the motions, sometimes he forgets how real all this is, how real he is. He lightly trails the tips of his fingers over the sour patterns under his eyes and around his neck, holding a sharp grip around his throat, for a moment one would assume that he's strangling himself, but he's really not, he's just lost in thought. He leans closer to the mirror to stare into his eyes, the glow reflecting off the mirror lightly, fucking hell is he a creepy bastard. Pitch black eyes with tiny white specks for pupils, and that fucking right eye, it's just a thin ring of glow. He's not exactly going to say anything to anyone, but his vision has seen better days. Heh, get it? Seen better… he's disappointed in himself for making a mental pun to himself… he's going insane, honestly, if he's not already. He probably is.
Though not as insane as Mily, what the fuck does she see in this? In any of this? What does she see in him? Well not like she's him without his mask, it sure as fuck isn't his 'charming personality' or 'intelligent conversations', maybe it's because she thinks she could get the old Stardos back somehow… he sighs and looks down into the basin, able to see the faint glow of his eyes rebounding off of the marble surface. She's such a naive fool… He stares in the basin, as if he'd be able to find answers in the drain, tears form yet nothing goes through his mind, he's finally gone numb to his thoughts. The tears don't roll down his face, he's unsure of how he feels about that, good that he's not crying like a wimp over nothing, but also annoyed that they won't just get it over and done with, just roll and take the pain with them. Pain? Who said anything about pain? He does have this choking feeling but that's because of the tears, tightness in his chest as well. Who cares? Honestly he's just being stupid he needs to stop with these pathetic little sessions of being by himself. The tears disappear back into his eyes before he gets the chance to wipe them away, is that his problem? Is he, lonely…? Maybe that's why he's so, clingy to MoonLily, she's just about the only person he's been able to hold on to, to annoy and not be overly bothered by her presence… it's got nothing to do with these pathetic 'emotions' or feelings of 'love', he isn't sweet, he's just alone. For fuck sake why did the tightness in his chest grow? He looks back up at his reflection. Oh fuck me, he mentally grumbles as he wipes the tears away, they refuse to fall but they sit there and they keep coming back, his vision is blurry enough he doesn't need this bullshit. Why do these thoughts bother him so much? It's the truth. It has to be. A sour can't be sweet, a sour can't change unless you change them entirely, and there's no why that he's going to be able to turn back, he's dead, he's gone, there's nothing left of him. Why does she like him so much? Why does this matter? Why am I so bothered by this?! He growls at himself but his attention is snapped to the sound of a light knock at the door. Putting his disguise's mask back on, he floats over to the door and pretends that he wasn't tearing up over stupid thoughts a few moments ago. He creeks the door open a crack and peeks through it at whoever was knocking.
"h-hey, sorry I uh, I didn't mean to wake you… but um… c-can I, come in?"
