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Who: Bulba! Maybe you!
What: GARDENING
Where: OUTSIDE
When: A few weeks in March

It was good that the weather was getting warmer. Good that the sun was shining brighter. It made it easier for the grass type to think and have the energy to pull enough on his plate so that he didn't have to think. There were more things there in front of him to concern himself with than those that had left or those that were simply... Lost on their way there.

Bulba wasn't accepting any other explanation for it, and the cherry blossoms weren't letting him think anything else.

Which meant he didn't have reason to mope about it. He certainly didn't have any time to mope about it either. There were things he could be doing, things that his borrowed hands were meant to be doing. So over the course of a few days (weeks?) he'd started doing just that.

On some days it was easy to find the boy in and around the gardens. They were overrun, but he could see their potential to be more than they were. It'd just take some work to re-work the land, shape it to what he could see. He'd be out there under the sunshine, soaking up the rays with his back as he worked the soil and mapped out the plots in his head.

Other days you could find him and his broad golden flower taking strides through the surrounding areas of the mansion, some found baskets cradled on his back in his vines. If he was going to try and build a sustainable garden, he was going to need something to put in it. Even if the trees were strange and the terrain was new, the forest would provide if he put a little trust in it. It was just a matter of going out to look.

It was all a matter of distractions, but they weren't ones that had to be alone. Bulba was certainly glad to have some company with those that wanted his.

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"Much different than tha Greenhouse huh?" a familiar voice grew closer as the firetail took relaxed, lazy strides towards Bulba. Offering a smile, she closed her eyes and took a nice breath before nodding. "You still got it tho! Bet'cha this place'll be even bettah than before!"

Though even with her smiles, there was still something off. Possibly the same thing that anyone who was missing someone was going through. But anyone who knew her would be sure that she'd get through it with the same upbeat strength she usually carried herself with.

The Venusaur paused in what he was doing, leaning on the borrowed hoe he had scrounged up from a busted tool shed as he looked over at Riwane. He offered her a smile in return, though he inwardly chided himself for how tentative it felt to him. It was a feeling that came with unfamiliarity. Truth be told, he wasn't sure how he felt about the other Charizard.

"Thanks," he said kindly, wiping a bit of sweat from his brow on the back of his arm. Looking back over his furrowing work so far, his smile came a bit stronger with pride. "It's slow going, though. It's prepped for flowers, not food."

"Hey flowers'r important too!" At least Gran used to say so. She herself never did find much use for them outside of making others feel good... which now that she thought about it... it was something a lot of people here could use right about now.

"Need a hand? I ain't doin' much at the moment. I wouldn't mind sum time ta work tha soil."

Everyone needed some distractions, it seemed. Bulba and Jolt included. Jolt, on his quest for something to do (and eat), found Bulba outside, doing what he did best: gardening. His brother was so passionate about it that it was inspiring. Jolt didn't exactly have a green thumb himself; he was more about the meat than the veg. But it wasn't like he had much else to do...

"Hey, bro. How's it growing?" he asked.

Here was something he could do. Cyrus hadn't had the head lately for much, but in this he was confident.

He called out Weavile to help with the cutting, and set to work in a corner, turning up soil with a spare shovel.

This time when Bulba glanced up, it was from his seat amongst a bunch of tiny berry plants, all neat and tidy in a row. He might have been telling them stories about how pretty they were going to be, and how much they were going to help people, and gosh they were so great. He was so lucky to have found them and- oh look, a Jolt. Bulba smiled easier for his brother, making a small gesture to the plants in their fresh soil.

"Berry well, I hope."

"Enjoying the fruits of your labours, I see," Jolt commented, going to kneel next to Bulba, and admire the plants he had been talking to. "I gotta ask, does talking to them really help them grow? I always wondered about that."

"Ha, didn't say they weren't." It'd be pretty silly if he said that, of anyone. He had some grand plans for flowers, too, for his own selfish reasons. Self-indulgent plans could come after some work keeping his trainer and other folks fed to some degree though.

"I wouldn't say no to some extra muscle," he replied after a beat. Bulba took the moment to stretch his back, easing out some of his tension before he surveyed the area again. He was working on a set of rows for berries where he was, and there was a plan for a plot over... The Venusaur walked over to a wide rectangle shape he'd laid out with some stones, gesturing with the hoe.

"This is going to be a plot for some vegetables, if I can find any. Want to give clearing it a go? There were a few more tools in the shed, I think."

"Course it does," Bulba told him, fondly running a finger along a tiny leaf. "They like being awknowledged as much as anyone else does."

"Then these little guys better make you proud and grow up big and strong," Jolt laughed. "I love me some bacon, but there's something to be said for berries!"

"If I find enough kinds we could even nag Green to make some pokeblocks, probably." Cause sure, Bulba might have turned into the cook of the family but there was no beating the boss' pokeblocks.

"Which... I was going to take a trek and see if I could find anymore, if you want to come with?"

"Oh man, that would be AMAZING," Jolt said excitedly. "Green makes the best Pokeblocks!"

Jolt nodded enthusiastically at the suggestion. "Absolutely! I've got nothin' else to do right now, so let's go!"

Riwane followed him, her smile never faltering as she felt that doing something for the group was a good way to keep her spirits high.

"Hm, this I can do! I used ta help 'round tha farm when I could! Bet Rio would love to... err well, he's more of a house feller but I'm sure he'll love this place even more once it's done!" she grinned and grabbed the tool.

"An' I'm sure everyone will be very glad ta git sum a' these growin' fur foodstuffs!"

Were you hoping for some peace and quiet, perhaps, because you're not going to get it right now.

"BULBA, dahling~! I have a question for you!" Flurrie called.

He'd been going for a scoop of dirt, but promptly stumbled and swung his shovel a bit erractically instead.

"HU-" NO DON'T FALL OVER he slammed a foot down to brace himself and try to play it cool. "Huh? Oh! Hey, Miss Flurrie. What's, uh, up?"

Hello, guy. When Bulba noticed he had shown up, he gave Cyrus a considering look before he set aside the plant he was working with to wander over.

"I haven't figured out what to put over here just yet."

The man looked around, to and fro across the area. "We will need a constant water source. Perhaps some sort of aqueduct...have you given thought to that?"

"I'm on a very important mission!" Flurrie said without missing a beat, as if Bulba's near faceplant hadn't even happened. "I need to know if there are any cherry blossoms on this island, and I figured if anyone would know, it would be you!"

Daaaaamn straight.

Bulba chuckled a bit. "Okay then!"

It just took him a moment to get to his feet and gather up his baskets from the edge of the garden. One of which was held out to Jolt with a toothy grin. "Then away we go."

Jolt took one of the baskets, grinning right back at his brother. "So where did you even find these berries in the first place?" he asked as they left the garden on their quest.

"There's some woods out this way," Bulba replied and gestured forward towards the approaching treeline. "There's not a whole lot at the edges but once you go deeper in there's some interesting stuff. I've been trying to find edible stuff we could transplant."

"Cherry blossoms?"

Not what he was expecting, but it WAS that time of year. Bulba ignored the tightness in his chest that came with the thought, scratching his chin as he thought about it. He'd definitely seen some pink around somewhere.

"There were a few here and there in the woods, but I think there's also some on the other side of the house if you walk a ways?"

"Looks like you've had some success," Jolt replied, as they reached the edge of the woods. "So you found some berries... Anything else we could use out here? I'm gonna be counting on you for this. You're the one with an eye for plants. Remember that time I got sent a flower and freaked out over it?"

Valid points were brought up, but something had to be addressed. The Venusaur cocked an eyebrow as he sent his brother a smirk. "I didn't know it was the flower you were freaking out over."

"Well, I didn't freak out too much until I learned what it was supposed to symbolize," Jolt corrected him, looking a bit embarrassed, but shooting Bulba a Look. "It was weird! I wasn't used to the idea of people coming on to me!"

"Marvelous! This is exactly what I was hoping for!" Flurrie exclaimed. "What's a cherry blossom festival without the cherry blossoms, after all?"

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