[personal/writing/whatever] Christmas + Meme
Officially finished my shopping at about 0130 this morning. Yay 24 hour Wal-Mart....(because shopping during the day is downright insane now).
Potluck at work tomorrow!!! It's going to be WAAAY better than eating hospital turkey on Thanksgiving. I'm telling you, working as an RN on my floor has taught me alot, including be VERY thankful you don't ( Read more... )
I'm very glad I asked for healthy Yukimura too ;_;. His gardening side is so cute and almost never gets written about! Seeing him so excited about a rototiller... so adorable ._.;. I had to make sure that this machine was what I suspected from the context, because I wasn't aware of the name for it! But it was! I loved this, thank you for writing it for me!! <3
Did his grandma agree to let him use it after all? 8D Grandmas are great for spoiling their grandchildren, and I loved how that was hinted at! 8D I also really liked the description for the shed, too-- I could see it, lol. I've been in places like that myself!
Randomly, I wonder if he forgot about his bicycle after this... I know it's a VERY random concern, but I'd love to know.
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I think Yuki would be pretty hyped about a roto-tiller after having to grow plants in pots and seed trays up until then. ; ) That, and the thing is kind of dangerous. And I'm glad you could picture the shed - my parents' is always kind of a disaster, and you practically have to clean the thing in order to find a place to put anything.
Grandma said no, but then later (when she wanted the ground broken up for her own gardening project) she probably let him help her use it. I tend to write Yukimura's grandmother as really, really hard to please.
As to the bicycle:
Seiichi stomps back out of the house and across the yard. What's the point of having a roto-tiller if you don't even let people use it? He's old enough, right? And he'd be careful. Besides, it's prime planting season and some of those bags from the hardware store had seeds in them.
His family just doesn't have the right sort of priorities.
"Seiichi!" his dad calls. Seiichi glances up. His dad has a big cardboard box in his arms and he has to jiggle it with his knee a little so that he can hold it better.
"What?" Seiichi asks. He tries to look put out. He is put out.
"Put your bicycle away! It's been sitting there in the grass all afternoon," his dad answers. "It's going to rain. Put it in the shed."
Seiichi doesn't answer, but he stomps back over to the shed. This time he doesn't care about having a nice place to put the thing - he just drags the bicycle inside and lets it rest on top of a coil of hose and a cardboard box. He kicks the roto-tiller. It's not fair. Rain starts to pelt down on the metal roof, pinging and pounding. Seiichi peeks out between the sliding doors and sees his parents rushing back and forth between the moving van and the house.
Enough light shines into the shed for Seiichi to discover a pile of plastic seeding trays shoved into a corner. He shoves a few things around so that there's a little space on the floor and rips one tray away from the rest. There are cracks in part of it, but most of the little plant holes are intact. Seiichi swears he saw a bag of potting soil on the shelf earlier.
He peeks out of the shed again. His parents are still running. So what? He starts patting handfuls of dirt into the tray and then rummages through the hardware store bags for seeds. The envelopes are dry and yellowed, but seeds stay good for a long time, right? Seiichi lays them out and tries to decide what he wants. No squash! Or cabbage. He uses one row of the tray for radishes and the rest for zinnias and morning glories. It'll take a few weeks for the plants to sprout and get big enough to be put in the ground.
Which means he has a few weeks to convince his messed-up family to let him use that roto-tiller.
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