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I was impatient to introduce the rest of the characters and move into more of the plot! So here you go, my fellow dreemers! A Double Feature!
List of Characters:
Amani
Pepper: Pimenta, Piperra, Pip, Bżar
Mint: Mento, Mentă, Munt, Zekka
Blueberry: Borůvka, Boro, Bláber, Myrtille
Blackberry: Björnbär, Brómber, Braam, Kupina
Carrot: Curran, Cenoria, Cairéad, Azen
#5: The Blackberry Warriors
As Borův traversed the tall strands of grass, he started to grow a little worried. He never had a full-fledged conversation with the Blackberries before. They were recluses a lot of the time- and very intimidating, often not showing much emotion. This, combined with their heightened stature that was topped only by the Carrots, was enough to get Borův's mind spinning.
However, before he even realized it, he was standing at their front door. He nervously raised his fist to knock, but the door opened before he even had a chance.
“What do you want?” One of the Blackberries asked sternly.
“Um, could I talk to you guys?” His voice quivered.
“About what?” The Blackberry snapped back.
“Would you guys be willing to teach me about your brotherly wisdom?”
“No.”
“No?”
“No.”
The door shut abruptly.
“Rotten Squash!,” Borův said to himself.
The Blackberries were a very interesting group in the garden. Once again, they were intimidating and quiet recluses that not many in the garden ever ventured to talk to.
Sure, they showed up for meetings without bothering anyone, but they had their oddities. For one, they considered themselves more of a clan than a family. Yes, they were still technically brothers, but it was more of an…intense brotherhood. To top it off, they were a group of warriors who would hunt anything threatening the garden. Many believed that it was through the help of this group how Zekka learned to fight and maybe even Myrtille got his feistiness, though no one had any evidence of it.
The group included three brothers, Björnbär, Brómber, Braam, and their father, Kupina. Björnbär was the youngest, yet most intelligent of the sons. Brómber was the eldest. Braam, the middle son, was the Blackberry that Borův had just had the unfortunate exchange with at the door. Braam was the peacekeeper among the brothers.
It wouldn't take an avid reader to recognize a pattern. Every group in the garden had one, singled out member that was a constant source of trouble. For this group, it was Kupina. Contrary to some of the other trouble makers of the garden, Kupina’s trouble came as being a figure of authority. He was a man driven by his warrior past, which he passed down to his sons. While his sons looked up to their father, it was Brómber who took this responsibility a little too far, constantly attempting to be like him. This made him grow into the primary hunter of the group. Braam would frequently go out and assist him, but Björnbär refused to hunt.
Björnbär began pushing for himself to become the leader instead, which upset his father. Kupina was old, however, so there was little he could do other than influence his older sons. So day by day, he would tell them not to accept Björnbär as their leader. This worked less on Braam, because he still loved his younger brother and saw him as the most capable leader of the three. Brómber was more easily convinced on the other hand, which led to an eventual implosion, similar to the Blueberries.
One afternoon, when Brómber returned home, he saw Björnbär sitting alone at the head of the table reading, which was supposed to be his father’s seat. He walked up to his brother, infuriated.
“What do you think you’re doing?!” Brómber asked.
“I’m reading,” Björnbär said, not even realizing he was sitting at the head.
“Get off of dad’s chair!” Brómber’s mood soured even more.
Kupina had just entered the room, entertained by the animosity. The boys hardly noticed his antagonistic gaze.
Brómber grabbed Björnbär by his shirt, eyes widening. “You’re unbelievable. You know, being the youngest of us, you really do act like it. If you had any sense, you would be more like me and dad! Even Braam acts more like a leader than you!”
Björnbär tried to push him away, but couldn’t. Kupina continued to watch, wanting his youngest son to finally get what he deserved. But before Brómber could hurt his brother, Braam came running in, hearing the commotion from afar.
“Put him down, Brómber! Put him down, right now!”
Kupina’s hungry expression dropped.
Brómber’s glare didn’t leave Björnbär’s anxious face, however.
“Can’t you see that this is all because of dad?! He’s literally right over there watching you both- he wants you to hurt him! Please put our brother down!” Braam pleaded with Brómber.
Brómber softened at the petition. This was his baby brother, and he might have just damaged their relationship beyond repair. This realization led to another; he didn’t remember the last time he hadn’t hated Björnbär. His grip softened and his hardened eyes fell from his brother. He couldn’t look anyone in the eyes. Then, he locked eyes with his father, who stood up.
“Don’t you dare look at me, you disappointment,” Kupina declared. He exited the room.
Brómber still couldn’t look at his brothers, and slunk out as well.
Björnbär walked over to Braam and squeezed him with a short hug, “Thank you.”
The events of this day shuffled through Braam’s mind. He realized it wasn’t right to turn away Borůvka- a boy just wanting to know more about what the Blackberries should’ve known better. Brotherhood.
The door slowly opened up again, and seeing Borůvka halfway down the trail, he called out to the blueberry boy.
“Come on in,” Braam invited.
#6: The Farming Carrots
A telescope lowered as a couple of googly-looking eyes widened.
“We got 'em now, boys!” a carrot with cartoony features exclaimed.
“What, now??” a feminine voice came from behind, sighing.
“The Blackberries and the Blueberries have teamed up! I told you it was only a matter of time!”
“Azen, the Blueberries are little boys. They’re like…this tall!” the girl held her hand up to her hip. “I think maybe it’s time we called it a day.”
He stared at her. “Evil never sleeps, so neither must I! There's always a squash threatening to be the rottenest!!” He turned and continued peering into his binoculars.
The Carrots had preferred staying in the background, but they made up an important sphere of the garden. They themselves were actually farmers, observing the nature of the garden and Amani to learn all they needed to know. They specialized in growing all kinds of fertilizers to sustain the garden and even created a small business that tailored their fertilizers to the individual tastes of the Garden.
This is why they would quietly spy on each of the members of the Garden - to figure out new flavors to entice them into being customers. It was Azen’s shift today - but instead of spending his time learning the preferences of their potential customers, he would spend his day spinning tales of conspiracies, which he definitely took too far.
The other Carrots were the two brothers Curran and Cairéad and then their sister Cenoria. Unlike many of the other groups going through their current troubles, they were fortunate to not always be at odds. They did however, get into a fair amount of disputes with others in the garden, especially the Peppers and the Blueberries.
They lived an innocent simple life…if you counted spying as innocent. For them, they deemed it a necessary technique for a successful business.
As the day came to a close, Azen and Cenoria walked back towards home.
“I’m telling you, Sis, they’re up to something and I’m going to find out what it is.”
“Azen, the only reason we’re spying on them is to find out what kind of flavors they like. That way, we can try and create some profiles that match their palates and we will get them to eat our food.”
“So you’re saying they’re planning to become our squashy overlords?? Fascinating.”
Cenoria sighed yet again at her brother. He really was a whacko.
The two reached their home to see their brothers out front rooting up some of their plants.
“How’d it go?” Curran asked.
“About as well as you’d expect,” Cenoria responded.
“I’m keeping the overlords at bay - So, it's going GREAT!” Azen announced.
Curran and Cenoria looked at each other, and rolled their eyes as Azen walked inside.
“We’ll get 'em next time, Nori,” Cairéad responded. The three siblings sat on the front porch of their farm shack, watching as the sun lowered.
“You know, I don't mind our simple lives,” Cenoria said to her brothers. “It's quite peaceful.”
The brothers just nodded their heads in agreement and sat a little longer.
“In other news, Azen said he thinks he saw the Blackberries eat a spider today, and a few days ago, a cricket. Perhaps, they would like a bit more of a protein-packed fertilizer to entice them?”
“Oh no, you're not getting me close to one of those!” Cairéad responded.
Curran agreed, “Yeah, ants are one thing, but spiders? Ain't no way.”
“Yeah, well, he thought it was a spider. But to be fair, he did have the binoculars backwards at first,” Cenoria sighed.
“What a guy,” Curran giggled.
“Heck, we should probably get back into positions with everyone else. Can't have Amani waking up with all of us walking around the Garden!” Cairéad said as he stood up. “AZEN!!!”
Azen came walking out almost immediately, and began on the path towards where they would plant themselves back into the ground, “If only evil rested, then I could rest in peace,” he turned and said to his siblings.
Their eyes widened and lips pursed in confusion as they looked at eachother.
“That's just it!” He exclaimed. “I won’t sleep Squishy squashes!!! I’m coming for you!!” He turned once again to his siblings and gave a single exaggerated nod. “Goodnight!” He suddenly disappeared into the distant horizon as his siblings all froze in shock.
“Did he just -?”
“Yep.”
“Should we go-?”
“Yep!!!"
The siblings gave chase to their brother, running laps around the garden. They searched their shack and other places he might be, but to no avail. He had disappeared almost suddenly, which was very concerning to them. They might've thought him crazy, but they still loved him and wanted to keep him safe.
Either way, the day began to shift to night. “We gotta go back, guys,” Curran said.
“Crap,” Cenoria responded. “How the heck did that just happen??”
The siblings sighed in defeat. They walked over to their holes and buried themselves, leaving Azen's spot open in case he came back. Meanwhile all of the other fruits and vegetables returned to their positions to sleep so Amani would awaken to an almost-normal Garden. What a day it had been!
And with that my fellow dreemers - you have met all the main characters! I'm sure you've started to reveal them with your magic??? How many characters do you have so far? On Sunday's post, we will begin to guide you deeper into the plot of the story, and hopefully you will start to see threads to weave together! Be sure to join in at PYPT on Thursday for another hint! Let's see if we can get you closer to that winning prize! 😜
Posts of Season 2
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