Flowers Kingdom Chapter 1 /// "Moldy fruit"

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Chapter 1 - Moldy Fruit ********************************* "EY YOU GOTTA PAY FOR THAT!" a seller yelled. A toon in torn attire ran with a piece of bread and a small piece of steak. His shoes were worn and looked like they were still from the 1600s! The only clean attire he was wearing was a white and pink scarf, it was the only color out of his grey and brown clothes. He quickly grabs a sphere glass, purple gas fuzzled inside. He throws it on the ground causing a big purple cloud to block the view. He runs away in the perfect time before they noticed. He ran, tumbling down a hill on the way, His cloak gets caught on a rock, it tears. He lands in a huge flower pit. He groans "Ughhhh..." He looks at his torn cloak "Shoot!" he quickly gets up, running to the pieces of grey fuzzy mush. "Gahhhhh STUPID ROTTEN FLUFF!" Sprout falls back down tired. He looks at the large flower pit "Who planted these...?" He mumbled. Suddenly, A tall elegant woman in a white cloak comes up to him "I did.." He looks at the figure "...Who are you?" Bassie mumbles "My name is...Ba....Basket!" she lied. He raised a brow "Uh..okay? Well...My names Sprout." He lends out his hand but she doesn't shake it. The two stand there awkwardly before Sprout coughs "Err- well I uhm...Like what ya did!" Sprout smiles. Bassie just nods, her cloak shadow blocking her face, only seeing her elegant, long green hair and flowers. Bassie looks down at the destroyed grey cloak "Oh...do you need help with that?" She leans down and carefully takes the cloak, she grabs a thorn and a long thing grass string, carefully sewing back into one piece. "There...all fixed" Sprout looks at the cloak amazed "Wow....that's some nice skills ya got!" Bassie laughs "Thanks.." She hears the large bell in the middle of the kingdom ring "Oh...My family wants be home by now...Goodbye Sprout...friend?" Sprouts smiles "Yeah...friend...bye basket.." They both wave before taking different paths to their homes *** Sprouts was eating dinner alone at his small cabin in the middle of the woods. His raw bread had been cooked ,though slightly burnt. He Chewed on the crunchy toast, a small slice of cheese on top. He put the leftovers in a small bag for later. He mumbles quietly "Wonder what the deal with that woman was about..." He pulls out a small piece of paper. He starts writing a small poem: --- "Oh To Miss" By Sprout Seedly In the echos of these caves and in the dark ,star days I see your face in my head Oh, how much I dread Oh to Miss my dear lady When will you return, Its making me crazy. Oh to miss Oh to love I cant hear your voice Only echoes from above --- Sprout puts the poem with the rest of the pages, all of them about love and missing a friend. He sighs "...If only" He turns to the lantern and blows it to darkness. He walks to the small creaking bed and lays down to fall asleep.