Bumblebug. I thought you so. ((taint queries))

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"Why is a flower so complicated?..." Taint queries, her eyes perched upon a flower, a bumblebee edging its way across the nectar and pollens with its little feet that weren't all they seemed. Little yellows upon its legs, sacks full of...what?

Tilt of the head, I wonder why...how, I mean...what do they carry it in? She looks offendedly at the little bug, an eyebrow raised in her mind. You have no sack, no web, nothing holding it in...maybe if I look more closely... Taint peered closer to the little bumblebee, and it flew away. "Pah," she said, "Bumblebugs...mmmphhhrrr..." Her gaze settles upon the stem of the flower once more.

The dew of the evening had settled upon the stem in little pockets, much like the bumblebug of early. "Tell me, little bumblebug's keeper..." she spoke to the flower, inquisitive, sly, "...why does the dew still stick to your stem?" Taking one hoove, she gently touched at the side of the flower. The fireflies shined, and it didn't do much good, Taint had more of a human's eyesight. But then, she saw the strangest thing. Little spikes, holding the little water bubblies in place. "Is that so...?"

How could this be...? she thought, and shook her head, cringing her nose at the sting of the icy night. The querious forest did not beg to differ at the difference between a night in the cold and that in the warmth. The flowers kept warm in the frostbitten cold, and so did the precious little snow that ever doth fell upon it. It was pointless for her to query any longer.

"How can you ask questions in a world made of questioning..." She stood tall, looking off into the distance at the single set of stars in this false world full of false beliefs of hers. She stared, full of something that could only be thought of as...insecurity.

She stepped off, the dirt of the flower being dug up slightly by a simple foot scraping, only to be towed back to place by the magical ways of the forest. Nothing seemed right in the forest, to her. She knew only far too well that she didn't, doesn't, belong in here.

You know you don't either, Plume...she spoke aloud, under her breath, or so she thought...you don't either...

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Feeling very philosophical all-of-a-sudden, which is a relief. Because the sadness of the depression wasn't very pleasant, and it's a relief when I'm able to feel like this. I don't know, it's confusing. Blah blah blah tartar sauce. Enjoy it while it lasts...

...for the turtles shall steal it all...
Hubalaboo's picture

Wow. asdfasdas how can you

Wow. asdfasdas how can you write like this. So pretty...

Urgh, it's morning for me so I can't quite think straight yet, but I think I get it... Probably not but oh well... ^^;

Should Plume answer? She has a question...

PS: I love bumblebees lD

Anzel's picture

Sure, she can answer. And I

Sure, she can answer. And I understand. I just woke up to be rudely insulted by my dad because I'm moody. THANKS, DAD. *kicks him*

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The striped doe tilts her

The striped doe tilts her head. "Taint... Where do you belong, then?... And where do I belong?" she queries, and blinks.
She stretches her legs, now starting to regain their muscle after the weeks of simply laying. "Look, Taint," she says, "I can run again." She smiles, and says suddenly, "And I can smile again, too. Because it won't do any good just moping around."
She is silent a while, then has a sudden thought. "I know where you belong!" She grins. "You belong with me."
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((lol I dunno))
((mean dad. *angryface*))

Anzel's picture

Poor Plume, she doesn't

Poor Plume, she doesn't understand ;-; Do -you- know what Taint meant? Sticking out tongue

((blah, my parents are being parenty, nuuu))

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Lol. Yeah, she doesn't

Lol. Yeah, she doesn't understand. She's just being herself and all positive with simple thinking.

... Not that I understand much more than her. x3; I -think- I do, kind of, but I'm still confused. Does Taint mean something along the lines of her and Plume being different from other deer, somehow, so they don't belong within the other deer?... *guess lol* It's not physical, is it?...

Blah. I suck at this. lD Either I'm way too young or you're way too smart.

My apologies that you have to put up with my unable-to-understand-ness. *shot*

Anzel's picture

How old are you again?

How old are you again? Lol.

She's referring to the fact that the forest isn't really real. Like...literally.

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I'm 14. Just. Here, read

I'm 14. Just. Here, read this.

... I IS IMMATURE PAHAHAHAHAAAA *explode*

Oh. I thought it was more complicated than that. x3 Yay, I that means I actually got something, for once!
Okay, Plume shall continue. Let's just saaaay....
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Plume absentmindedly scratched her hoof into the earth. She furrowed her eyebrows as she tried to think. "... What if life was all an endless dream? What if... We were all a dream? Somebody's... dream... Somebody's thoughts... The forest... all a dream..." She shakes her head, confused with herself. "Oh, I don't know. I can't make sense of anything." She looks down at the earth, broken by her hoof, and she stamps upon it.
"It -feels- real, though..." she mutters, and sighs.
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Anzel's picture

x3;; I'd reply with Taint,

x3;; I'd reply with Taint, but my mind's all a-boggle. Lol, confused Plume makes me laugh.

Oh, question: Are you really a midget, or are you just short? Lol

Hubalaboo's picture

Well, if you feel like it,

Well, if you feel like it, then. ^^ Lol, Plume's not very bright.

Yup! I'm all-around small, not just short. 8D I love being a midget!

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XD; Yay, I have a midget

XD; Yay, I have a midget friend! Heh, no offense meant ^^; I have another partial friend who...is small. I dunno what's up with her. She goes to my school, her bones are all twister and she has a wheelchair and attacks people with it, mwahaha.

Yes, I'm feeling rambly.

*taint sits alone upon graveyard hill* The hill overlooking the ruins, lol.