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"My love, I can explain" Shalimar says. For he cannot explain

Vince is still crouched and examining the roots. He gives one a tickle, to see if it's tender as a toe...

She tilts her head, considering, before gently watering Vashti's shoes.

"Tis the wrong season for me to be melting, Emma, but I thank you ffor the thought" Vashti tells her.

"Mercy Buckets!"

Shalimar breaks into a laugh at the root tickle

Vasthi raises a brow "This.." She gestures to her giggling flower of a boyfriend, "is an outrage."

"Non, this is an orchid."

He turns to look up and beams at the lady moth, and gives her an elegant bow. "My lady, your wroth outshines even the brightest lamp. Pray, turn not your lambent anger upon me, lest I perish like a tinderless flame."

"This," She says to both of the other pooka, "Is my suitor, my paramour, my most ardent stalker. And yet here he is, a flower in the dirt?"

Shalmar puffs up at this.

"WHY?" Vashti continues, "Is he not pressed between the pages of a large book? Flattened and preserved?"

"Such could be arranged. Though, were he to damage the book, another lady would be quite wroth. Oh, the humanity."

"Well, tis true, one must consider a sister's affections when one is crushing one's lover to the press of eternity" Vashti relents.

"I need to write this down," Leo mutters

"We could hang him upside down and dry him..."

He continues examining the flower, giving him a tickle here, a soft prod there, gently, maybe teasingly. "Do you thirst, friend jester? Shall we water thy roots with champagne bubbles?" Checking his slacks pockets, then the inside of his jacket, and coming up with a small flask.

"Enough... I am not a flower, I am a HUMAN BEAAAN" Shalimar Emotes!

He tugs at one of the petals with a slowly spreading grin. "He loves thee... he loves thee not...."

Vasthi "He best not, I am a jealous creature" Offended anew

"I shall defend myself with deadly force, sir" Shalimar gives a mighty POOF

and a wonderful smell like lilac dreams and butter cup kisses fills the area

most of it on Vince

"...CHOO!"

"heh... CHOO!"

"hachoo-hachoo-hachoo. Pardon!" Emma sniffles.

"Ah, a delightful smell. Wouldst that you could bottle it in your pants rather than the normal attire. Alas, this may sting!" As he plucks at the petals! "He loves thee! He loves ME not!" A spark of glamour as he tries to unravel what has been put in place.

Vashti looks at Emma "I apologize for my love's infidelity and flower spritz."

SNIFFLE, nod.

Leonora says "Ah.. Vince do you know what you're..."

"We shall have to hashtag #metulip but your story will be told" Vashti says "I shall stand by him, foolish, blind to his flaws.. oh tragedy"

There's a another POP! and suddenly, as one petal seems to tear.. the magic breaks and Vince is now holding a skunk pooka by the tail

restored.

"One for the money..." Shalimar says

"He DOES love me!" And he plants a smooch right on Shalimar's nose.

A sigh, "Thou makest a trollop of me, sir."

"I'm having you checked for mange after this," Vashti says to her lover

"A dollop of trollop makes the party hearty." A bow to Vashti again, and he offers over the tail into her hand, like a lady's train.

Shalimar finds himself looped about his lover and she drags him off saying "Your floral fickleness will render a punishment due, my botanical beau. Thou knowest this?"

"Yes, darling... tis only justice" Shalimar is dragged

Leonora watches them go "I'm starting to think I have a relatively sedate love life"

He leans against her, his tail tickling her side. "Shall I liven you up, m'lady?" A grin.

"If Emma will forgive us for deserting her to the watering? Then you may" She looks to Emma with a smile "Don't let Delores take your New Orleans creativity away from you" A wink

"Oh, M'lady Emma. Do let Fair Oswaldium know that his cloak is returned to the antechamber. I borrowed it two days hence, for an unforseen rainshower."

"Oh, I shall! Maybe he would appreciate some decorations for the holiday..."

When he wears it again, alas. he may find himself lightly cursed with glitter that Vince shed within.

Alas

And Leonora takes Vince's tail, "Oh look, the root of a dandylion.." And strokes it "lead on, sir?"

He purrs! And leads on!

"I have a carnival punch recipe that you simply MUST try...."