I have returned to this project to write more subpar-to-mediocre smut, and become slightly better at writing. And I come with new ideas and plans!
Planting plant puns into the script.
"Vi I am so sor-hrngh. Ugh… Sorry!"
Braum's speech stuck in his throat for a moment as Vi ducked forward and slammed her fist into his solar plexus. As tough as he was, nobody could take a perfect form punch from Vi in stride, the fact that he was still standing at all was incredible. Though at that moment Braum simply wondered if his durability would only prolong his torment.
"Vi I am old enough to make my own decisions, stop abusing my fuck buddy."
"Not now Powder." Vi spoke monotony but she was unmistakably furious.
"Powder? Is that Jinx's real name…Sorry. Vi, please let me apologIZE!" Braum was silenced by a thigh to his groin. His teeth clamped down on his tongue, prompting immediate pain that only worsened when Vi slammed the heel of her palm up into his jaw, crushing his tongue further. Braum only continued. "I am so sorry about this. I should not have had sex with your sister. Least of all in the school. That is my mistake."
"You aren't going down, you are making me think twice about me being this mad, and you fucked my sister at school. God you're an asshole." Vi put her hands on Braum's chest and pushed. Braum decided it would be best not to fight her on this and simply went with Vi. He was surprised when she stopped and looked intensely at the ground for a moment.
"Don't want to deal with a broken window right now…" She muttered to herself. She then stepped behind Braum and right up the windowed walls. She slid open the large window and after nodding to herself and taking a quick peek down the side of the building, walked back in front of Braum. Then as quick as the trained boxer she was, she hooked behind his knee with one hand and pushed upwards and forwards with the other, sending Braum tumbling out of the window.
Quickly Braum slammed into the branches of a large tree. The boughs jerked him back and forth as they quickly bent then snapped beneath his weight and velocity. Green leaves and brown branches whipping and slapping him as he tumbled down, making a sound somewhere between a squirrel traversing the treetops and the winds of a tempest tugging at a tree.
But the sounds and feelings of the boughs of the tree quickly left as Braum entered a free fall for a time, before quickly slamming into the ground with the wet slap of compressed mud.
Braum, dazed but for a moment, looked up, and could barely see the open window from which he fell. He then noticed that he shouldn't be able to see it from his impact crater, but that his plummet had torn open a new skylight through the boughs of the canopy. He then noticed the damp, soft feel of freshly tended soil, along with its signature earthen, decayed smell. "I must've fallen into the courtyard's garden. That is good, even during lunch, one of the busiest times of the day for the school, almost nobody goes into the courtyard at all. I need to cover myself, and get out of here."
He was going to plan his escape from this situation further when he was distracted by a sultry voice. "Well well well, it seems like it IS raining men! Hallelujah…" Braum was distracted by the voice for just a moment, before his attention was pulled back as he felt, then saw, thick roots sprout from the ground and ensnare his limbs. He quickly tried to pull away, but as the roots were pulled up, they simply seemed to thicken and strengthen, and more roots sprouted to join their comrades. "Ah ah ahh, that isn't polite my skyfallen hunk. You ruin my garden and you don't even introduce yourself."
Two robust vines snake down from a tree and wrap around his shoulders, before quickly retracting, dragging his body upright. They vines shifted, slackened then pulled taut again, spinning Braum around to face his captor. He already knew who she was, but he had never seen her in person before. Out from the shade of the tree he had just fallen through, stepped a woman. Red the colour of Rose's petals, and green the colour of its stem. Her hair looked human at first, but it's quickly began to writhe, like a mass of snacks as each hair thickened and grew thorns, before coalescing into a single solid sheet, and elongating to form a single massive flower petal, pink like an orchid, which then dried and shifted, becoming a single large maple seed, before splitting apart and morphing back into scarlet human hair once more. Each plant form the hair took on seemed to resemble a hairstyle, formed by the placement of the piece on the head and the curves and shape of the plant fragment itself. Looking down Braum saw her wearing a white lab coat, but that too began to shift. First hardening and segmenting into something akin to bark, which shrunk and constricted to her form looking something akin to a body suit. The bark then shifted form again into a flower in the fashion of a ball gown, tapering down at the sides of the ends of the skirt before curving up at the front showing a window to her calves. The flower aspect of the dress became especially apparent as the dress wilted then detached from Zyra into a few pieces, leaving her nude. Her skin was flawless one moment, then covered in stretch marks in the pattern of an oak's bark, before altering back. Her stomach blanched the white of birch bark, before yellowing like the eye of a daisy. Her breasts grew from their small size, swelling and bringing images of ripened fruit to the mind, before they suddenly were drastically smaller, fresh bud-like in their appearance. Her smile opened wide, showing teeth that then split into countless masses of thorns and needlous burrs, before her lips closed to hide them, yet still remaining sinister. Zyra must have wanted to expose herself, as her reaction remained unchanged. Confident, if sadistic.
"I am Zyra, and you have just squashed, then seeded, on my seedlings. Tell me who you are and why did you do something that stupid" She asked, her inflection bright and carefree, but her disdain still managed to seep through the cheery facade.
Braum knew that alone against Zyra and her fury was a dangerous situation, and he did have to admit that he did fall upon her friends…family? Plants, and that it would be rude of himself to not try to make up for the situation, and if he was lucky it would stop him from being turned into fertilizer. "Hello, I am Braum. I was pushed out a window. I apologize for my impact in your garden. May I help you fix this?"
As Zyra simply continued to stare at him and show him her cold smile, Braum had to think he maybe had to consider pausing his relationship with Jinx until she worked out her problems with Vi and Caitlyn. Tangling with one professional athlete and one mystical plant woman is where the problem should be nipped, right at its bud.