This is a g/t continuation of the post on my main about my mr. Plant oc, Grace Needles. Main acc: @dairy-godmother
Grace was bored. She was writing in her diary one day and decided to go out for a walk. She had been planning this for ages. See, a few weeks ago, Grace noticed the lowering temperatures. She realized she was running out of time to set her viscous trap. She took a glob of her manager’s head substance ages ago and was still running out of time to use it. So she immediately got to work, mixing it with glue and placing little traps all around a woodsy void. she was planning to catch all sorts of things, hoping for bugs, small mammals, and birds to get stuck. She would free them obviously, as she wasn’t expecting her mixture to be so sticky. Her mistake. She didn’t see any creatures in the traps. She was down to the last one, right by a tree stump.
The little acorn girl was practically melted into the viscous trap. She was so little. Grace would like to say that her heart melted the second she saw the thing. Grace would be lying. Grace was too excited to even notice the thrashing and shaking as she grabbed the trap (acorn girl inside) and started to run home. She started trying to extract the fluid trap as she ran, but ended up extremely annoyed by how sticky it was. She ended up putting her little handful in a jar from her purse as she headed home.
Grace arrived home with excitement pouring out of her face. She poured the contents of the jar onto her desk, the journal still open, and continued to peel it off of the little acorn girl. She put what she could extract into the jar and started studying her catch. She examined her boots and legs- which seemed to be skinny and covered with little scrapes. At this point, the little girl passed out. She probably wasn’t able to handle all the shaking and movement and- being captured. Grace continued to study her until she was content. The only interesting thing she found was that the little acorn hat was unremovable. Grace left her there to get a snack from miss viscous. All the discovering and excitement had made her hungry.
When she returned, the little girl was awake and… intently looking at Grace’s diary. The feeling was gone. Grace rushed over and slammed her hand down on the acorn girl, pinning her against the desk. She didn’t know what to do. That diary- that page in particular- was pure evidence of everything she’d ever done. There was no way she was letting some insignificant little nut spread the world about the void’s little darling. Grace’s hand covered the acorn girl entirely. The thought was… irresistible. The little girl eventually stuck her head out. Grace was never good at reading emotions, but this… was undeniable. Fear, sadness, anxiety, and self loathing all perfectly expressed in one face. It was pathetic. Grace couldn’t do it. She couldn’t possibly fathom seeing that expression on the little girl’s face again and it was such a convincing display that Grace lost nearly all willpower.
But she still couldn’t just let her go. This little acorn had confidential information and grace still had examinations to do. She made her decision.
“Viscouuus!! We have a new roomaaate! Don’t ask questions or you’ll end up like the void superstar jr. contestants!!”
In retaliation, Miss Viscous walked up the stairs and peeked through the door.
“If this has anything to do with why half my face is missing, you’ll end up eating those words, Grace,” Viscous said, scanning the room. When she finally noticed the hostage in Grace’s hand, she got serious. Before Viscous could say anything, Grace got up and slammed the door in her face.
“Remember Hugh Mann!” She said, “Everything is fine!”
Grace finally released the little acorn girl. She made sure she couldn’t get off the desk. She whispered in the sweetest voice she possibly could.
“Sorry you’re stuck here, little guy. I can’t exactly let you go off spilling my secrets. That’s why Miss Viscous is still here. You’re not alone, little acorn. I promise I won’t hurt you… ever again.”
“…oakie,” said the little girl. She was still extremely sad looking and all shivery around Grace.
“Oakie. Got it. Oakie.”
That was all Oakie had said to Grace for a long time. She was overall silent and fidgety. Her nights were spent silently. Grace noticed that she endured many nightmares. She wished she could do something…
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why does my cat have to wake me up when she wants to lay next to me. this is maybe the one activity I don't have to be awake for. there's so much bed around me simply lay down. it's free. why do I have to be awake for this.
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If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)
At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.
Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.
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