FAKE Quadruple Drabble: The Plant
Title: The Plant
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo, Bikky.
Rating: PG
Setting: After Vol. 7.
Summary: Even a plant can benefit from some TLC.
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Plant’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Quadruple drabble.
Dee looked dubiously at the straggly, weedy looking plant that Ryo had tucked in the crook of his arm.
“Why’d you even buy that thing? Sometimes I don’t understand you.” He’d been wondering about it ever since Ryo had arrived back at the precinct with it having slipped out to pick up something for their lunch.
“I didn’t buy it. There were a whole bunch of them, old stock, and they were going to be thrown away, but this one still had a bit of life in it. I did offer to pay, but the shopkeeper told me to just take it.” Ryo shrugged. “It might not look like much, but I figure it deserves a chance.”
“You know it’ll probably be dead by mornin’, right?”
“Maybe.” Ryo smiled. “But since it didn’t cost me anything, if it doesn’t survive I won’t be losing out, will I?”
“Guess not. If it makes ya happy tryin’ to revive the dead, knock yourself out.”
“Not that I need your permission,” Ryo teased.
“True enough.” Dee swooped in for a kiss. “Okay, gotta go; I promised Mother I’d stop by. I’ll leave you and your plant to get acquainted. See ya tomorrow.”
“Thanks for the lift.”
“Any time.” Dee sauntered back to his car, leaving Ryo to take his new acquisition up to his apartment, where he set it in a plant holder on the windowsill, gave it a drop of water and some plant food, then went to fix dinner.
OoOoO
“Where’d the weed come from?” Bikky asked after dinner, noticing the stranger on the windowsill.
“A shop was throwing out old stock, so I rescued it, and it’s not a weed. It’s a Chrysanthemum.”
“Are you sure?” Bikky had seen Chrysanthemums before; he remembered them being green and bushy, and full of flowers. “Doesn’t look like one.”
“It’s just been a bit neglected, that’s all. A bit of care and good food, and it might surprise you.”
OoOoO
Ryo was right, and a couple of weeks later the plant was unrecognisable. It had bushed out and now looked green and strong, covered in buds.
Dee, who had invited himself over for dinner, stared at it in disbelief. “That’s never the same plant. You went out and got a new one.”
Ryo laughed. “I swear I didn’t. It’s really the same one.”
“It just needed looking after.” Bikky frowned in thought. “Kinda like me.”
The End
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo, Bikky.
Rating: PG
Setting: After Vol. 7.
Summary: Even a plant can benefit from some TLC.
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Plant’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Quadruple drabble.
Dee looked dubiously at the straggly, weedy looking plant that Ryo had tucked in the crook of his arm.
“Why’d you even buy that thing? Sometimes I don’t understand you.” He’d been wondering about it ever since Ryo had arrived back at the precinct with it having slipped out to pick up something for their lunch.
“I didn’t buy it. There were a whole bunch of them, old stock, and they were going to be thrown away, but this one still had a bit of life in it. I did offer to pay, but the shopkeeper told me to just take it.” Ryo shrugged. “It might not look like much, but I figure it deserves a chance.”
“You know it’ll probably be dead by mornin’, right?”
“Maybe.” Ryo smiled. “But since it didn’t cost me anything, if it doesn’t survive I won’t be losing out, will I?”
“Guess not. If it makes ya happy tryin’ to revive the dead, knock yourself out.”
“Not that I need your permission,” Ryo teased.
“True enough.” Dee swooped in for a kiss. “Okay, gotta go; I promised Mother I’d stop by. I’ll leave you and your plant to get acquainted. See ya tomorrow.”
“Thanks for the lift.”
“Any time.” Dee sauntered back to his car, leaving Ryo to take his new acquisition up to his apartment, where he set it in a plant holder on the windowsill, gave it a drop of water and some plant food, then went to fix dinner.
OoOoO
“Where’d the weed come from?” Bikky asked after dinner, noticing the stranger on the windowsill.
“A shop was throwing out old stock, so I rescued it, and it’s not a weed. It’s a Chrysanthemum.”
“Are you sure?” Bikky had seen Chrysanthemums before; he remembered them being green and bushy, and full of flowers. “Doesn’t look like one.”
“It’s just been a bit neglected, that’s all. A bit of care and good food, and it might surprise you.”
OoOoO
Ryo was right, and a couple of weeks later the plant was unrecognisable. It had bushed out and now looked green and strong, covered in buds.
Dee, who had invited himself over for dinner, stared at it in disbelief. “That’s never the same plant. You went out and got a new one.”
Ryo laughed. “I swear I didn’t. It’s really the same one.”
“It just needed looking after.” Bikky frowned in thought. “Kinda like me.”
The End