𝐶𝐴𝑅𝐸 || 𝘀𝗯𝗶

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ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃʳᵏ
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❝ whats this flower called again techno? ❞, you asked, pointing to the thornless rose that was gently swaying from the wind

the tight buds open to a fairly small blush pink bloom. you noticed some of them were squashed, most likely from the people stepping on it

techno, who was lying on his back, opens his eye and glanced to where you were pointing. he sat up, the flower's scent combing through his nose

❝ its most likely a rosa chloris ❞

❝ it's pretty ❞

❝ it is indeed ❞

you looked around the park and smiled. schlatt suggested the idea of taking everyone to a park he recently discovered and phil had agreed

you noticed that tommy and tubbo by the playground, from what you can see you guessed they're having some sort of race at the monkey bar

they did invite you but you declined since you weren't able to reach. not saying you're short or anything

wilbur was close by, sitting at one of the benches with his headphones on. he was forced to keep an eye on the children

the two dads were sat on the other side of the playground by the bench, talking about who-knows-what

both you and techno decided to stay further away from the others, having small talks and enjoying some pastries that niki had given you earlier

right now, techno's speaking about a myths about the flower you had just pointed out

❝ in greek mythology, the name chloris means pale green, pallid or fresh, and she was a goddess and nymph connected to spring, flowers and new growth ❞, he says, picking you up and placed you on his lap with your plush sitting beside you

❝ what's a nymph? ❞

❝ it's a spirit of nature, imagine as a beautiful maiden living in rivers, woods, or other locations—almost like you ❞

you huffed, ❝ i'm not a nymph, i'm a god—just like you! ❞, you exclaimed and beamed at your brother

❝ just like me eh? ❞, he raised a brow and pat your head with a content smile

a twig snap caught your attention but it seems that techno didn't notice since he had his eyes closed. there was almost an eerie feeling when you looked at the source of noise

you felt goosebumps on your arms at the feeling of being watched and flinched when you notice someone behind the bushes

the dark presence of a man caught your eyes from there. he didn't dare to hide himself and stood under the trees

it wasn't hard to make out his facial features from what seemed like scars on his face and a beer bottle in hand

an inaudible gasp came out of your mouth when you noticed him holding something else in his free hand

a flower crown, with your mother's favourite flower

❝ no it can't be him, right? ❞, you thought, feeling yourself tremble on techno's lap and sweat dripping down your forehead