Ever wonder what a day in your wizardly garden might look like? Take a peek!
*Snoring can be heard throughout the garden. It’s 5 in the morning*
“BREAKING NEWS! Nosferabbit and his strange veggie minions have taken over the Mysterious Cave …”
Mr. Spud (Couch Potato): Sigh … I hate reruns …
*Mumbling is heard*
Fiery (Evil Magma Pea): Wha … what is that? Mr. Spud? Is that you? It’s 5 AM!
Stripes (Tiger Lily): You sound surprised, Fiery. He’s a Couch Potato. It’s what Couch Potatoes do.
Fiery: Yeah … I guess ….
Mr. Spud: Oh, hey. Good morning guys!
Mrs. Spud (Couch Potato): Dear! Don’t be rude. You can’t just blast some random television show at 5 AM … we have other plots around us. You should ask if they have a show preference first.
Mr. Spud: Ah, you’re right. Any requests fellas?
Fiery: I can’t even see the screen from down here!
Stripes: I can see just fine. It helps to be on the top row, am I right?
Fiery: Yeah, Yeah. At least I’m not planted just because I attract pixies!
Stripes: Well, it’s better than being a “liked” plant. Just look at Fred! Poor guy was left to wilt.
Fiery: You are brought back from the brink of death only to go through it once more for the rest of eternity. Wilting, wilting, wilting … revived … wilting, wilting, wilting … doesn’t it get tiring?
Stripes: I very much enjoy my role in this garden, thank you very much.
Mrs. Spud: Oh dear, here they go again. I wish we could all get along like we used to back when we were seedlings.
Mr. Spud: I just wish I had some cake.
*A buzzing noise starts*
Mr. Spud: Anyone else hear that?
Stripes: Hear what?
Mrs. Spud: It’s a buzzing ….
All: AHHHHHHHH!
Fiery: Get. away. from. me. You vile beasts!
Stripes: Pests!
Fiery: When is the wizard coming back?
Mr. Spud: Who knows.
Mrs. Spud: I’ve heard stories of forgotten plants you know.
Stripes: Our wizard would never forget us.
Fiery: Eh, I don’t know. I never trusted that girl.
Mrs. Spud: Well, just so you know, wilting starts with a lack of energy, a strange need to hear music, and an unrelenting thirst.
Mr. Spud: We’re fine. None of us are experiencing any of that!
1 HOUR LATER
Stripes: Anyone else feeeeeel tiiiiireeeed?
Mr. Spud: It’s a little bit quiet right now, is it not?
Mrs. Spud: Why yes, yes it is.
Fiery: … water …. I need water …
Stripes: We’re wilting! Wilting! Oh what a world … what a world …
Fiery: What did I tell you all? I knew we couldn’t trust that wizard!
Mr. Spud: The TV isn’t playing as loud. My color is fading. I’ve never felt so weak.
Fiery: “Rain rain come this way, please come shower us today.”
Mr. Spud: “I just want to sing in the rain. Sing in the rain!”
Mrs. Spud: “That would make me happy again!”
Stripes: We’re losing it. We’re alllll loooooooooosing it.
Mr. Spud: “WE DON’T NEED AN UMBRELLA.”
Mrs. Spud: “ELLA ELLA EH EH EH.”
Stripes: Wizard, help me please.
Mr. Spud: “Oh this thirst is frightful, and a storm would be oh so delightful. So since we’ve got no place to go-”
Mrs. Spud: “LET IT RAIN, LET IT RAIN, LET IT RAIN.”
Stripes: Guys … she’s coming …
Mr. Spud, Mrs. Spud, and Fiery: “LET IT RAIN, LET IT RAIN, LET IT RAIN.”
Stripes: She’s here!
Mr. Spud, Mrs. Spud, and Fiery: “LET IT RAIN, LET IT RAIN, LET IT RAIN.”
10 MINUTES LATER
Fiery: See? I knew everything would work out. I never doubted that girl.
Mrs. Spud: But earlier you said-
Fiery: That I never trusted anyone else more.
Mr. Spud: Right, that.
Mrs. Spud: Celebratory movie night anyone?
*TV remote clicks on*
“BREAKING NEWS! Nosferabbit and his strange veggie minions have taken over the Mysterious Cave …”
Mr. Spud: Sigh … I hate reruns …