The Garden, Saturday Afternoon

[glacial_queen]

Karla wasn't surprised when she woke up and couldn't find her Mommy or Daddy. They were often gone for hours and hours and hours, doing important Court stuff. What was weird was that she didn't recognize anyone in the castle, and there didn't seem to be any servants around to feed her.

So, rather than stay in the room she'd woken up in (also not her room--had they caught the Winds after she'd fallen asleep?) Karla had decided to go looking for people. Someone had to be taking care of her, right?

Her search had lasted right until she'd gone outside and found the garden. It was a good garden, filled with lots of healthy looking plants and deep, rich soil.

The perfect kind of soil for mud. Specifically, mud pies.

Karla forgot all about trying to find someone. Instead, she was sitting in the center of the garden, spattered with mud, patting the mud into rough pie shapes and decorating them with pretty rocks and leaves.

[Open! Come and get dirty!]

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[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

When Sookie saw what Karla was making, she quietly went and selected some pretty leaves and brought them over. "Hi," she said softly, waving a little shyly.

[glacial_queen]

Karla smiled at the other little girl. "Oh!" she said, clapping her hands when she saw what Sookie carried. "Those would be perfect for my mud pie!"

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

"They're pretty," Sookie contributed, smiling. "An' there's no point in a mud pie 'less it's at least kinda pretty.

[glacial_queen]

"'Xactly," Karla said, nodding with the appropriate solemnity for the occasion. "S'how you can tell they're mud pies an' not mud lumps."

And making mud lumps just wouldn't do.

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

"No one wants a mud lump," Sookie agreed. "They're bad pressies."

Mud pies, however, were excellent presents.

[glacial_queen]

"Wanna help me make some?" Karla invited. After all, it was only nice to ask, since Sookie had brought her the pretty leaves. "We can make lots of pressies for people!"

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

"Okay!" Sookie plunked down beside her to help out. "Who're you makin' yours for?"

[glacial_queen]

"My Mommy," Karla said with the blithe assurance of someone whose mother was totally around here somewhere. "She an' Daddy are having a Court, so I'm 'musing myself and being good."

That last was said with the long-suffering sigh of someone who'd heard than admonition more times than they could count. Which, at this age, wasn't very high. But still.

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

"Like a baskeyball court?" Sookie wondered. "My mama an' daddy don't have a Court ever but sometimes Daddy an' Jason play football and that's like baskeyball."

[glacial_queen]

Karla just looked at Sookie, confused. "What's a baskeyball?" she asked. "Court is Court. Mommy has balls, but they're the reg'lar kind."

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

"You bounce it and throw it in a baskey," Sookie said wisely. "S'a game for boys. Girls is bad at it."

Yeah, that was a Jason quote.

[glacial_queen]

Karla frowned. "That doesn't sound like any of the balls Mommy throws for Court. Those has music an' dancin' an' fancy dresses an' I always gotta go to sleep."

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

Sookie all but fell over in excitement. "Balls like Cinderella?????"

[glacial_queen]

Sorry, Sookie. Karla was just going to keep looking at you and frowning for awhile. "What's that?" she asked. "Part of baskeyball?"

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

"Noooes, she's a princess," Sookie explained, sort of sad that Karla didn't know about Cinderella. "And and she's poor, but then her fairy godmommy comes and gives her a pretty dress, and she goes to the ball and dances with the prince and he falls in love with her and it's the best."

[glacial_queen]

"I dance with lots of Princes," Karla said, critically. "My Daddy's a Prince an' I dance with him alla time. Don't need a fancy dress for that."

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

"You're a princess?" Sookie asked, staring. "Sometimes Daddy says I am but I'm not."

Oh, that you knew, Sookie.

[glacial_queen]

"Not a princess," Karla said, pouting a bit. No one here understood. "I'm a Queen, like my Mommy."

A Queen who knew how to share, though. She pushed some sparkly rocks over to Sookie.

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

"Whoooa. Queens are even more 'portant. They're grownup princesses," Sookie noted admiringly, happily taking the rocks.

[glacial_queen]

"Glacia doesn't have princesses," Karla said, feeling a little confused. It seemed like everyone in this world knew about princesses--which she didn't--and didn't know about mud pies--which she did. "None of the Blood do."

She hoped. Or there were some tutors who were going to get kicked for not telling her stuff everyone else knew about.

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

"Bon Temps doesn't have princesses or queens or kings or anything," Sookie noted with a sigh. "Just boringness."

[glacial_queen]

"Is that this Province?" Karla asked. "No one's told me the name."

She didn't remember the Province of Bon Temps from her lessons, though. Maybe a District?

"Wait, how can it be a Province without a Queen?" she asked. "Is it ruled by a Warlord Prince? Or a Black Widow?"

Maybe that's why her Mommy was here?

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

Sookie shook her head. "It's far 'way. In Louisianannananana. We got a mayor, not a queen or nothing."

[glacial_queen]

"What's a mayor?" Karla asked, just assuming Louisianannananana was in another Territory entirely, which was why everything was crazy there.

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

"Boss of the town! Like a king," Sookie said wisely. "Tells everyone what to do an' stuff."