Once there was a little boy named Kyle. He liked to walk home from school every day, because every day is leg day babey. This constant walking made him very sexy and attractive, and even though he still looked like a little boy, he also time travelled from 2037 to 2021, making himself the mental age of a very dusty yet spicy clove of garlic.
He was simply walking home from school one day when out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a glimpse of bright white. What is this beautiful glimpse? He wondewhite to himself. I.. I need to touch it! I must feel the velvet softness betwixt my fingertips! A girl walked past him with her eyebrows squinted into a look of disgust, and Kyle realised he said that out loud. No matter, He thought, let's get it on, babey.
But as Kyle reached out to touch the glimpse, it suddenly flourished and bloomed into an open rose. "Yuck! Yuck! Molester! Someone help!" Kyle jumped back and landed on the middle of the open street. Luckily he got squashed flat by a car. He used all of his strength to wriggle back to the rose.
"Mrs. Rose," he croaked, "I am going to pluck you from your bush." The flower's sharp eyes stabbed into his soul. "If you pluck me, I'm afraid my thorns are going to prick you, and I will have to bite down on your fingers." Wriggling all the way, Kyle went home to cry, drink water, pee, and go to bed.
The next day he was simply walking school from when he spotted the flower once more. Its eyes were closed. Even asleep, it was so beautiful to him. Old boy Kyle couldn't help himself. He tiptoed all the way to the bush and yanked the flower right out of the bush. The flower screamed a bunch, fell over, and died. Kyle ran through the streets, jumping and laughing all the way. At home, he put the flower into a pot full of fresh tap water. "This will be a nice place for it!" And so, onto the centre of the table went the flower, so that everybody who went into his house could see the beautiful flower.