Nexus: Jaime's garden: After The Tea Party

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Jia: *has some nice sticky red syrup, and is refilling the hummingbird feeder after a 'tea party' with her 'secret' friends* *takes a sip of it too, and then sets the container down for a moment*

Jaime: *busy puttering around nearby in the garden, a baby on her back, and Shane curled up in a blanket nearby. Is fully aware of the little people over there with Jia. But she also knows about the Borrowers harvesting sunflower seeds, and the Littles family field trip under the kitchen window, too*

Leech: *walking through the flowers with Decapitron, just having a quiet moment*

Shade: *trying to back out of Leech's other new dress, which has been tied by the arms around his neck* -Mmmph...- *not really paying attention to his babies right now*

Jia: *looks for Shade for more petting, and to prevent dress escape*

Jester: *takes note, and darts for where he hid a small toy water-gun earlier, before the others had arrived... and then goes to fill it from the sticky syrup for the hummingbird feeder*

hummingbird: *fizzes over from where she was pecking at a bit of a snowdrift to see what the funny little person is doing. You has red? Can I sees? Oh! There's the feeder!* *gone*

Six-Shooter: *doesn't yet know why Jester wanted so much for him to come with them this time. It's not really his sort of thing*

Jester: *stifles a giggle at the hummingbird, doesn't want caught. But soon the work is done*

Shade: *is catbaby in a dress. Joy*

Pinhead: *was quietly helping with some small gardening chores*

Jaime: *offers the burly puppet a trowel without looking at him*

Pinhead: *will quietly 'steal' that trowel...*

Six-Shooter: *examines one of the tea party teacups again and just shakes his head at being talked into this. They aren't dolls... and this... He knows Jester's trying to cheer them up, but it's not the kind of reason they need, and even Jester should know that*

Jester: *goes over to Six-Shooter* -I am sorry, my friend. I thought... even if our time is running out, why should we not find and share what joy we can in the time left? The children like us, and this is not so different from the plays we were a part of in Berlin-

Shade: *is that murp sound as he gets cuddled and kissed*

Jia: *snuggleakitty*

Shade: *purring mightily even as he complains*

Six-Shooter: -Even with all we've seen, you still try to see the bright side of things?-

Jester: -It is my nature. But...- *reveals the toy gun he was hiding* -I think I have found something more fun for you. This will not make so much noise as your usual guns, and we could have some target practice, ja? I think Jia and the other little fraulein would be entertained.-

Jaime: *still doesn't see Pinhead, but hands him the little digging fork*

Pinhead: *doesn't even realize she's leaving stuff for him on purpose, keeps sneaking things right back to where they were left when he's done with them*

Six-Shooter: -What are we going to use for a target?-

Jester: -I could hold up one of the saucers! I know you will not hit me.-

Shade: -Baby wants saucer, Jia-baby.- *>.0 as he's cuddled*

Jia: *blinks, and nods, removing a saucer from beneath a teacup and holding it out*

Jaime: *sets a flower bulb over by the tools Pinhead's using*

Pinhead: *plants the bulb, and pushes the dirt back around the bulb carefully*

Jester: *takes the saucer and holds it up*

Six-Shooter: *figures, why not. He picks up the toy gun, checks the size and weight, and taps his hat and gives Jia a little bow before his bandanna goes up to half-cover his face*

Jester: *being a very silly looking moving target, though sticking to a sensible radius of space*

Six-Shooter: *fires*

Jaime: *glances over her shoulder to let Jia know she's being checked on*

Jia: *watching this, she understands the concept of target practice from some of Shadow's games with Eirlys*

Jester: *steps on a half-eaten roast potato Jia left on the grass and trips just as Six-Shooter fires*

Pinhead: *suddenly.. wet*

Jaime: *can't stop herself from reacting. Facepalm* Och...

Pinhead: *his red sweater is wet, he puts his hand to it and the hand comes away red and sticky*

Six-Shooter: *drops the gun and rushes over there, jumping over Jester in the process* -Pinhead! Are you all right?-

Jester: *getting back to his feet, sees the results... there's a pause, and then he starts to chuckle* -It would not be red if he was hurt, Six-Shooter. It is syrup... I wanted it to be easy to see on the target.-

Pinhead: -Oh. So that's why it doesn't hurt.-

Decapitron: *peeking out of the daisies, Leech holding onto one of his arms* -Is everything all right?-

Jester: *sorry, cannot answer you, too busy laughing*

Jia: *puzzled scritching of Shade, she knows the little puppet isn't hurt or his friend wouldn't be laughing, but it looks like he's bleeding. Maybe the kitty could fix it? So, she lets Shade go*

Shade: *mighty shakeafur. Dress flipped over his head* -Ack!- Mrrrr. *telekenetically flips it back, then looks at Pinhead* -Ack! Baby all dirty!-

Jester: *laughs even harder at the 'baby' thing again* -Ja, he needs a wash, Shade!-

Pinhead: -What?-

Six-Shooter: *gives in and starts laughing as well, also facepalming with one of his six hands*

Shade: -Wash! Yes!- *pounces on Pinhead and starts to clean him*

Jaime: *shaking her head as she turns back to the flower bulbs* Lot 'o dafties...

Pinhead: *wriggles*

Shade: -Need to wash baby all clean!- *lick lick lick!*

Jia: *giggles*

Decapitron: *shakes his head, amused, then puts an arm around Leech as they continue on their little garden walk*

Jia: *goes over to see what's being planted*

Leech: *has been discussing their options with her husband, though the decisions are all but made. They have but one mission left...*

Jester: *has gone over to Pinhead, still laughing* -I am sorry, my friend. I did not mean for you to be the target.-

Pinhead: *manages to get Jester in the face with one still-messy hand*

Six-Shooter: -Laughs even more at that.-

Jester: *does as well*

Pinhead: *being cat-washed and laughing*

Shade: -Gotta wash you next.- *glances at Jester as he continues washing Pinhead*

Jester: -Ja, you do now.-

Shade: *wash wash WASH the Pinhead*

Decapitron: *watches, would have a fond smile at the scene if his face was capable of expression without first morphing... but the sentiment is the same.* *will approach Jaime with Leech still on his arm, but carefully to avoid accidents*

Jaime: Och! Jia, lassie, dinnae eat that fancy onion. *hand out to save the bulb*

Jia: *sighs, but hands it over unbitten*

Jaime: *looks around. Sees the thing that Jester tripped over. Picks it up and dusts it off, then offers it to her daughter* Here's yer potato.

Jia: *will happily accept that instead*

Jester: -Should she eat that without it being washed?-

Jaime: *chuckles as she hears Shade's translation of the little puppet's question* Laddie, th' lass useta eat dirt with a spoon.

Jester: -Well, I suppose it can't hurt her to use it as potato seasoning, then.-

Leech: *reaches to carefully tug on the hem of Jaime's sleeve*

Jaime: *blinks her surprise that the shy little lady wants to interact, then turns to look at her quizzically*

Decapitron: *since a translator is needed, his head morphs so that he can speak* My wife would like to thank you for the dresses.

Leech: *nods*

Jaime: *blinks, and then her cheeks pink with shy happiness* Och. Yer welcome. I'm that glad ye like 'em.

Decapitron: We had to leave many things behind in our own world... including my wife's wardrobe. She and Susan were very fond of playing dress-up.

Leech. *giggles and swats Decapitron's arm for that one*

Jaime: *quirks a bit of a smile at Leech's actions* Aww. Well I've plenty 'o other fabrics, 'n there are other seamstresses here.

Leech: *shakes her head slightly at that, then leans her head on Decapitron's shoulder*

Decapitron: It's not so much that we're a secret any more, as that we're very unaccustomed to being social. In the past, it's been a great danger for too many to know of us... a danger to them as well as to us. *he glances to the others before adding* And we intend to return to our own world soon.

Jaime: *nodding till the last words, they make her brows lift with surprise* Go back?

Decapitron: We have a matter there that needs to be resolved. *doesn't want to discuss the murders and other such in front of children*

Jaime: Och. Unfinished business. Ye're nae dead, but bein' a memory 'o the livin' gives ye the same sort 'o responsibilities as I've seen Transformer sparks deal wi'.

Decapitron: *sorts that out as best he can, and then nods* Yes. Perhaps the last of it.

Jaime: *quiet sigh* Me wee fish'll miss ye.

Decapitron: I know... but the magic has been misused too many times. My friends and I are tired. Too tired, and too lacking in hope to start all over again.

Jester: *has switched to his sad face as he listens to this, tho it's true... far better that than a repeat of some of the things in their past. They were simply too dangerous to live.*

Jaime: *eyes flick toward Shade as he murmurs over that last thought, then looks at Decapitron* Tae dangerous tae live?

Jester: *looks away at that, embarrassed and uncharacteristically sad*

Decapitron: My friends have been misused in the past, during the time before Richard Myers took up my former position. None of us can bear to risk that again.

Jaime: *looks at her hands, streaked with dirt and plant sap* *quietly* I was said tae be too dangerous tae live, mesel'. But I'm here, 'n I've a use noo.

Jester: -You do not share a mental connection to whatever person manages to claim you. We refuse anyone else... Let it end instead of this. We have done enough. Do we not deserve to rest?-

Pinhead: *pushes Shade away a little to put a hand on Jester's shouder*

Jaime: *quiet still* There air other rests aside 'o the grave.

Decapitron: Not for us. *needs to rest from the morph, and his head reverts to the semi-featureless grey state, but Jaime seems to understand them anyway... or Shade is translating*

Leech: -What we are requires a certain determination, a focus that without a mission and a master we lack. We are all very stubborn people in our own ways, but even stubborn people reach their limits.-

Jaime: Och, afore I met my Master I was a murderin' beast. *glances at the puppets with understanding and compassion, then winces slightly as Shade decides to wash Jester's face*

Leech: -I will not allow myself to become again what I was under Gallagher, infected by someone else's evil until I enjoyed the butchery he directed us to do.-

Six-Shooter: *looks up and motions like he's tipping his hat* -Ma'am, we really died a long time ago. We've just had some loose ends to wrap up since then. Now we just have one more. Maybe it's just time we were done with it. All things come to an end.-

Jester: *scritches Shade while he's being washed*

Jaime: Except fer God. Aye. *holds out one of those grubby small strong hands, palm upward*

Six-Shooter: -Yeah. And we're not God.-

Jia: *is confused by all of this, hearing only half the conversation... puts a roasted lotus root in mama's hand*

Jaime: *blinks, and then laughs softly and puts her other arm around the little girl* Thank ye, me Fishy.

Jia: *just happily hugs, but still wonders why the 'babies' are so sad*

Shade: *sneeze! Wipe nose on Jester. Wash Jester more. PURR*

Jester: *was sneezed on... falls into a fit of laughter* -Enough of this, my friends. Even if this is to be our last adventure, I refuse to be so sad about it.-

Jaime: *and then she catches sight of Pinhead's sweater and sees just how much of the red sugar juice is on it. Scrambles to her feet, reaching* Och, that needs washin'.

Shade: *looks up* o.0

Pinhead: *backs away, not sure about being picked up.. or stripped*

Jaime: Jes' hold on a wee. I jes' wish ta git yer jumper. *follows backing puppet, talking coaxingly*

Jester: -Ja, I hope it has not soaked through.-

Pinhead: -I can take it off myself. Is there somewhere private?-

Jaime: *as Shade translates* *blink* Private?

Jester: -My friend is being shy about being stripped by a pretty girl.- *laughing*

Pinhead: *embarrassed*

Jaime: What?? *stares at Jester, nonplussed*

Shade: *sneezy kitty laughter!*

Jester: *too busy laughing to explain*

Jia: That's not a pretty girl. That's my mama.

Jester: -Ah, but your mama is a pretty girl, fraulein.-

Jia: No, mama's a lady.

Shade: -Prrrrretty lady.- *issa kitty flirt laying on a Jester he forgot he was washing*

Jester: -Ja. I agree with the cat.- *laughing about this*

Pinhead: *knows he should get that sweater off before it soaks through and possibly causes damage, looking for somewhere to hide while he does so... just doesn't like the idea of standing out in the open half undressed*

Jaime: *still confused and flustered by Jester's teasing, but gets to her feet and goes in the house to go get a shirt that Shane's outgrown. Returns and offers this and a wet cloth to Pinhead*

Pinhead: *accepts the shirt, but is puzzled about the wet cloth... goes behind the shrubbery to change*

Shade: *gets up off Jester and goes to help Pinhead with washings* -Babies taste gooood.-

A small red sweater: *gets tossed out from behind the shrubbery*

Jaime: *catches sweater. Gives Jester one more look of disbelief, and then goes into the house to take care of the sweater*

Jester: *sorry, still laughing*

Shade: *sees the soft knit cotton shirt with the snap front that Jaime gave Pinhead* -DUCKIE!-

Pinhead: *dresses... it's a bit big on him but it's all right* -Yes, there is a duckie.-

Shade: -Nice.- Mrrphhh! *just stretched*

Pinhead: *goes back out... a bit shyly what with the duckie shirt*

Lizzie: *just wandered out of the old fashioned marigolds* *tilts head* -Looks like one 'o them men's polo shirts. Only wit'out th' dorky collar.-

Shade: -Lizzie!-

Jester: *waves, flopped in the grass, laughing*

Lizzie: *cocks her head and watches Jester laugh a bit, then scoots over and pokes him in the side* -Whatcher laughin' at, eh?-

Six-Shooter: -Hey, Miss Lizzie-

Lizzie: *and a wave for Six-Shooter, then more poke*

Jester: *rolls onto his tummy and smiles at her... well, the latter's painted on, but it's still meant* -Anything I can, fraulein. Anything I can*

Lizzie: *shakes head and leans against Jester fondly, in the 'superior older sister' mannerism she often tries unsuccessfully to don around him* -Daft kid.-

Jester: -Unrepentantly.-

Shade: *sits and thinks, then tilts his head* -Lizzie is pretty girl too.-

Lizzie: *stares at cat* -Alright 'oo slipped him nip?-

Jester: -Perhaps we do not have the same criteria for what is beautiful. You are a good person. That makes you beautiful.-

Leech and Decapitron: *have wandered back off on their walk*

Shade: *perks ears* *just to Jester* -Lizzie not pretty like Jia-Mama?-

Jester: -That is not what I said, Shade. They are both beautiful.-

Six-Shooter: *shaking his head, decides to go find Blade, Tunneler, and Torch*

Lizzie: *watches Six-Shooter, and then gives him a Lizzie backpack*

Six-Shooter: *despite having six arms, is having trouble removing her*

Jester: *now laughing again*

Pinhead: *goes to pick up the trowel and help with the garden some more*

Six-Shooter: -Get down off there, missy...-

Lizzie: -Aw, but guv! I luv yeh!- *tinkly laughter*

Shade: *pawface* -Why girls do that?-

Six-Shooter: -I have no idea- *his ex-wife never had, but that was decades and a lifetime ago. He quits trying to remove Lizzie since that's probably just encouraging her to cling*

Lizzie: *sighs and rests her head on the shoulder of her favourite 'older' family member for a moment, her tiny face managing to look pensive despite its limited mobility. She can feel that something is up-has felt it for some time now. She doesn't know what it is, and Shade isn't answering any questions*

Jaime: *back out* It'll need ta dry now. *sees the gardener at work* Och... Thank ye, laddie.

Six-Shooter: *decides against looking for the others, since he has a 'backpack'*

Pinhead: -You're welcome.-

Jaime: Yer jumper'll be a wee longer at drying. *kneels by the flower bed she was working in and glances around for Jia*

Pinhead: -Thank you for cleaning it for me.-

Jia: *has found the toy gun, and is emptying the ammo... in her own way*

Jaime: *thoughtful frown, and then glances at Six-Shooter* Ye should bring somethin' like that along wit' ye. Surprise kin be a powerful tool.

Six-Shooter: *shakes his head, serious* -The things we've fought... attacking them with a toy would be asking to lose.-

Jaime: Not fer those.

Jester: -I don't think Totems are weak to syrup. And anyone who could be distracted by that... it is best they do not see us.-

Jaime: Hmm. Jes' a thought. *looks at large cutworm* Och! Jia!

Jia: *perks up and runs over... and grabs that cutworm* *kills it and then runs to bake it in her garden 'oven' where the brick is loose in the chimney*

Jester: -I am not even going to pretend to eat that.-

Shade: *kitty laughter*

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***CREDITS***
random_xtras - a hummingbird, Jaime, Lizzie, Shade

whitedove01s - Decapitron, Jester, Jia, Leech, Pinhead, Six-Shooter