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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[glacial_queen]

"What's a pickleberry?" Karla asked, smoothing the top of her pie. "That's a funny name for something."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Whoops. Dinah grinned, and said, "A cute little berry that's green and very very ... yummy." Look, that part was true! "I'll let you find it for yourself." She stopped patting her mud-pie, and stopped to admire it. "Yours is better."

[glacial_queen]

"I'se had lots of practice," Karla said, nodding. It was only fitting hers was better. "An' I'mma be a baker one day an' make delicious htings in the kitchen all day long instead of havin' to do dishes when I'm bad."

There was a pause where Karla tried to remember the thing she knew she was forgetting. "I mean, thank you," she added a few seconds later.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah grinned at her and all her enthusiasm. "You're welcome. And I'm Dinah. Hi."

[glacial_queen]

"I'm Karla!" Karla said, holding out her hands in the traditional Kaeleeran greeting. "I like you. You know dragons and mud pies!"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah took her hands and sent, It's very nice to meet you, Karla. I like you too.

[glacial_queen]

*Does this mean you'll help me find lunch?* Karla sent, happily switching to a distaff thread. *I'm hungry an' the male who got me breakfast went away.*

The more things changed...

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Of course! I know how much little witches need to eat! Want to find out what a hamburger is, and a milkshake? And anything else she could stuff into teeny Karla.

[glacial_queen]

Which was plenty.

*Ooooh,* Karla sent. *That sounds really yummy...*

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah stood up and tugged on Karla's hand. But first we better wash our hands. We don't want to get the onion rings all covered with mud, do we? They don't really go together.

[glacial_queen]

*Onion rings?* Karla asked, obligingly getting up and trotting behind Dinah. *Are those good?*

Cause they sounded like vegetables to Karla...

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Deep-fried crispy salty goodness! Dinah tried to send a taste through their link, giggling aloud. "And we can have any kind of spicy dip we want with it. Honey mustard maybe."

[glacial_queen]

"Mmmm!" Karla said aloud. Her tummy growled in response. "That sounds really yummy. Can we get lotsa dips?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Lots and lotsa dips," Dinah promised, swinging her hand with Karla's in it. "And then figure out what's fun to do for the afternoon." She grinned. No naps!

The males could enforce that rule. Dinah would just pick up Karla when she fell over and take her home.

[glacial_queen]

"Yaaaaaaaaaaay!" Karla said, doing an impromptu dance that appeared to mostly be stomping and spinning in place. "Naps are stupid! An' for babies! I'm not neither!"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah cracked up and said, "Exactly!"

Monday was going to be so, so fun.