yogen | and flowers filled the room

WHO? Gardening Club and those who may be interested or visiting!
WHAT? A catch-all and mingle of sorts for the gardening club, though its not necessary to restrict club activity here!
WHEN? Through the month of August!
WHERE? Room 3-E!
WARNINGS? None yet!

and the place got smaller as they grew taller

and taught me to bloom

the flowers of the gardening club seem to be thriving! what with the, um, nutrient-rich water and the abundance of plant food and sunlight, and experienced members there to keep a helpful eye on things for the new gardeners! a pot and a planter seem to have been removed from the room, however- and a small potted tree has joined the group, carefully labeled with a sign requesting it not be touched. nene's own private flowers carry a similar sign on their planter as well. turing's jade plant is unofficially in her care, as is hinata's flytrap until he at least knows it belongs to him. the wisteria tree outside is hauntingly beautiful, and the sky rains ash sometimes. it's fine. they're fine. in a world of turmoil and the occasional week-long disappearance, sometimes you have to stop and make sure the roses are still blooming.

gardening club open posts to follow!

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[... there are things he could say about the inevitability of death and how futile it is to take care of something for a person who's no longer here, if Nene even considers a machine a person... but he's not really in the mood. Instead there's a quiet, hollow laugh, a ghost of what might be a smile, and he stares out at the branches beyond the window instead.]

Turing... definitely hated me, kuku. But I would've liked to get to know them better... what a shame.

[Machines are always interesting to him... but it really is too bad. Maybe if he were someone else, they could've been friends... but at least he knows they had other people there for them. Better people.]

Don't bully people, Add-kun.

( yes she is absolutely scolding him. for shame, add. for shaaaaaaame. )

... But, I did too. We were going to meet up in the home ec room at some point- they were interested in fashion. Did you know that?

( as nene talks, she's checking the soil of the jade plant- still a bit damp, and with the mixture that add made, it's going strong. she can check again later, or the next day. )

I never "bullied", [yes he did] I prefer the term... "incited".

Regrettably, no. A machine with an interest in fashion... kekeke, I wonder what that would've looked like? Gardening and art were already unusual choices... ahhh, I would've liked to study them more thoroughly...

[he sighs. might be fantasizing about robots again...]

( gentle paps.... )

That's bullying, Add-kun.

( but as she puts turing's jade plant back, and moves to check on her private flowers. that everyone's been respectful... it's nice. )

I was going to make them a sundress. We were worried about the straps getting caught in their joints, though.

[he makes a sour face... but he's not going to fight it, so he just ends up pouting. nene is allowed one (1) pap.]

... Easily solved. I'm surprised that was even a concern. Inner layer that separates the straps from the underlying joints would take care of it. Something thin, transparent or complimentary. That, or a slight modification to the frame to hold the straps in place. They won't get caught if they're already caught. [maybe if he'd actually talked to them like a person, he could've suggested it...

ah well. can't be helped.]

( they might have come up with something on their own. but now... who knows. but she can keep that in mind. ... it could come in handy some day. )

I don't have a lot of people I can do something like that for. I'd never thought about it. And then after we talked, everything just kind of... blew up- it was at the meeting in June.

( and then she was like. visibly dissociating for the summer? she's sure he saw it. there's no need to explain that. )

[yeah.... yeah. and now all the robots are dead, so that sucks. the fuck even happened in july, Add just murdered himself a bunch before getting kinda sore and bored of it...]

... Well. Remember it for next time.

[next time she makes a robot friend, or... when Turing comes back from wherever they vanished to. whatever she'd rather believe.

He stands up, the blanket sagging onto the chair behind him as he carefully puts his flower pot back on the window sill. Too much talk about people who didn't like him that he maybe-kinda-sorta wanted to like him all along and now he regrets it, it's starting to make him feel awkward... so he's just going to leave. Conversation over.

Or that was his plan, anyway, until he turns around to do so and sees the blanket again... stares at it for a minute... like, he didn't really look too closely at it earlier but that's a nice shade of purple and he's pretty sure he's never seen her with it before... weird that she'd have something like that on hand...

But he might be dumb, so he just picks it up and loosely folds it over the back of the chair for her. There.

Now he's going to try to leave.]

... Yeah.

( 'next time'. ... for a moment, she thinks to what kudo said- coming back from the dead. ... the next... cycle? round?

she doesn't bring this up.

but when add goes to leave, nene just chuckles, pushing everything away to focus on emotional incompetence instead. )

Take it. It's for you.

[He stops in his tracks, hesitantly looking back over his shoulder. He looks... surprised? Confused? A little of both? Like it never really occurred to him that someone would bring a gift for him, even someone as disgustingly kind as Nene...

He stares like that for an awkwardly long moment, then... looks at the blanket again. then back at Nene. then very ineffectively tries to play it off, scoffing loudly and glancing aside. He's not about to get all sappy here.]

I don't remember asking for a thing like that... what is it you're after?

No one who's gotten one asked for them. ( said bluntly, but not unkindly. ) I don't need anything. It's something that I wanted to do for you, regardless.

( her gifts and talents are all acts of love on some level. ... but add doesn't need to understand that. or even know that. hell, he doesn't even need to accept what is given. but it's there, all the same. )

[He's silent for a long time, eyes still staring fervently at nothing. Doing something without expecting a return, kindness for the sake of kindness... ugh.]

... too soft. People are just going to use you if you act like that. [also said bluntly, but is it unkindly...?] Whatever. If that's how you want to waste your time...

[He doesn't even need to sleep, so what's he supposed to do with a cozy blanket? He scoffs again, picking up the blanket. So dumb. She could've saved those resources for someone who actually needed them, or someone who'd appreciate it. Not him.

... but this is her punishment for thinking of him, so he'll take it anyway. Yeah. That's definitely the reason for it.]

( ........ she's heard that before. )

You aren't the first to tell me that... but. I'll still do it. And I'll still have faith in others. Not everyone is like that, after all.

( okay but like the not sleeping part she didn't know, but she still smiles when he does pick it back up, pausing briefly in her work. )

Are you done for the day?

and flowers filled the room

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