Mother of Plants
Chapter 2: Explanations
Legato woke up felling funny still. He reached over in hopes to feel an arm and there it was! But wait, it wasn't Vash's arm, was it? Only one way to find out, he pulled it up to his mouth and licked it! (Eww!)
"It doesn't taste like Vash's arm," Legato wined. 'Then who's,' he thought.
"The arm is Michel's, he took Vash's arm. But I got it back, and then gave you his because he met with an unfortunate end," Orchid said from the corner. "It's still a plant arm, just not Vash's," she was smiling evilly, Legato liked it. "I don't often kill my people, but what he did was wrong. I'll keep his soul in my storage."
Legato was officially confused now, "What do you mean keep his soul in storage?"
"You see Legato," Orchid started. "I'm not your ordinary human, I'm a Plant. And I'm also not your ordinary Plant."
Legato now sat up with much ease and looked at her very confusedly, "I don't seem to understand."
She sat next to him on the bed, "I am what one would call the 'Mother of Plants.' I can turn a human into a plant by extracting there souls and bare a child with that soul, do you understand?" Legato nodded. "Good," she said bouncing a little and clapping. "You see, everyone in this city is a child of mine, and also a brother or sister. Are you following still?"
"You just lost me," Legato said a little disappointed in himself.
Orchid sighed, "Every Plant is related, brother or sister. So if I am a Plant and all the people in this city are plants, and I was the one who bore them all, then..."
"Then you are both there mother and sister," a slight twinkle of triumph gleamed in his eye.
"That's right," she bounced and clapped again.
"So how long have you been around," Legato was curious.
"Oh my dear, dear Legato," she patted his leg. "I am as old as the sand that resides on this planet. As old as the sky, I'd like to say. The sky is a lot prettier than the sand," she said the last part with a wink.
"So everyone in this city are Plants?"
"Yes, I have had many children, and not a stretch mark to show for it!" She did seem very playful, she was nice too. These facts made Legato wonder how she could kill someone, and family no doubt. "Legato," she said after a long silence. She said it quietly so he was startled.
"Y...yes," he stuttered. 'Why am I stuttering,' he thought confused at his own actions.
"I want to tell you something. Something very important, but for once, I can't put it into words. That's rare," she looked, embarrassed? "Oh," she practically yelled, "I have to go, but I'll be back later. Feel free to wander around the house if you like." With that said she walked out the door.
Legato decided to take her up on her offer, but first he would look for Knives. Maybe she would be back by the time he found Knives but then she could give him the grand tour. He got comfy and concentrated on his Master. He found him, he must have been a half the planet away! 'How will I get to him,' Legato thought sadly. He sighed and got out of bed, he grabbed his pants off a chair next to the bed but his shirt was yet to be seen. He walked out of the room and down the hall, there was a window at the end. He looked out the window and all he saw was white. Everything was covered in this white fluff, the world looked so pure.
Legato continued his treck around the house through the downstairs rooms, then made his way back up into the hallway. He saw what was most likely her room, the door was slightly opened. So he did what anyone else would have done, he went in. He expected the room to have walls covered with pretty pink wallpaper, and a sky-blue ceiling, but it wasn't. The room looked like a cellar, metal walls as cold as outside, the room must not be heated. The bed was plain and there was a bookshelf right next to it. The only things remotely happy were the flowers on the bookshelf.
Legato was about to leave when he noticed the flowers moving, moving as if a light breeze was going through the room. That was impossible, the room looked airtight. He walked over to the flowers and felt air coming out from behind the bookshelf. He pushed it sideways slightly, and it moved totally out of the way.
(A/N: So what do you think? Do you like it or what?! Oh yeah, thank you Kumi the Kitsune for your review! I really appreciate it!)
Chapter 2: Explanations
Legato woke up felling funny still. He reached over in hopes to feel an arm and there it was! But wait, it wasn't Vash's arm, was it? Only one way to find out, he pulled it up to his mouth and licked it! (Eww!)
"It doesn't taste like Vash's arm," Legato wined. 'Then who's,' he thought.
"The arm is Michel's, he took Vash's arm. But I got it back, and then gave you his because he met with an unfortunate end," Orchid said from the corner. "It's still a plant arm, just not Vash's," she was smiling evilly, Legato liked it. "I don't often kill my people, but what he did was wrong. I'll keep his soul in my storage."
Legato was officially confused now, "What do you mean keep his soul in storage?"
"You see Legato," Orchid started. "I'm not your ordinary human, I'm a Plant. And I'm also not your ordinary Plant."
Legato now sat up with much ease and looked at her very confusedly, "I don't seem to understand."
She sat next to him on the bed, "I am what one would call the 'Mother of Plants.' I can turn a human into a plant by extracting there souls and bare a child with that soul, do you understand?" Legato nodded. "Good," she said bouncing a little and clapping. "You see, everyone in this city is a child of mine, and also a brother or sister. Are you following still?"
"You just lost me," Legato said a little disappointed in himself.
Orchid sighed, "Every Plant is related, brother or sister. So if I am a Plant and all the people in this city are plants, and I was the one who bore them all, then..."
"Then you are both there mother and sister," a slight twinkle of triumph gleamed in his eye.
"That's right," she bounced and clapped again.
"So how long have you been around," Legato was curious.
"Oh my dear, dear Legato," she patted his leg. "I am as old as the sand that resides on this planet. As old as the sky, I'd like to say. The sky is a lot prettier than the sand," she said the last part with a wink.
"So everyone in this city are Plants?"
"Yes, I have had many children, and not a stretch mark to show for it!" She did seem very playful, she was nice too. These facts made Legato wonder how she could kill someone, and family no doubt. "Legato," she said after a long silence. She said it quietly so he was startled.
"Y...yes," he stuttered. 'Why am I stuttering,' he thought confused at his own actions.
"I want to tell you something. Something very important, but for once, I can't put it into words. That's rare," she looked, embarrassed? "Oh," she practically yelled, "I have to go, but I'll be back later. Feel free to wander around the house if you like." With that said she walked out the door.
Legato decided to take her up on her offer, but first he would look for Knives. Maybe she would be back by the time he found Knives but then she could give him the grand tour. He got comfy and concentrated on his Master. He found him, he must have been a half the planet away! 'How will I get to him,' Legato thought sadly. He sighed and got out of bed, he grabbed his pants off a chair next to the bed but his shirt was yet to be seen. He walked out of the room and down the hall, there was a window at the end. He looked out the window and all he saw was white. Everything was covered in this white fluff, the world looked so pure.
Legato continued his treck around the house through the downstairs rooms, then made his way back up into the hallway. He saw what was most likely her room, the door was slightly opened. So he did what anyone else would have done, he went in. He expected the room to have walls covered with pretty pink wallpaper, and a sky-blue ceiling, but it wasn't. The room looked like a cellar, metal walls as cold as outside, the room must not be heated. The bed was plain and there was a bookshelf right next to it. The only things remotely happy were the flowers on the bookshelf.
Legato was about to leave when he noticed the flowers moving, moving as if a light breeze was going through the room. That was impossible, the room looked airtight. He walked over to the flowers and felt air coming out from behind the bookshelf. He pushed it sideways slightly, and it moved totally out of the way.
(A/N: So what do you think? Do you like it or what?! Oh yeah, thank you Kumi the Kitsune for your review! I really appreciate it!)