The White Rabbit

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Danny continued walking until he came upon a garden, the flowers towering over him and almost looking human oddly enough. He sat down on the ground and looked around, the flowers looked familiar but he couldn't place from where. He leaned up against the stalk before he felt movement and was suddenly pushed flat on his face.

"Don't do that!"

Danny jumped up, "I'm sorry! I..." He looked around, finding no one there, "where-?"

"Hmph! He must be new, he didn't see you there Hibiscus."

He looked around again, still finding no one. One of the flowers leaned down and Danny was suddenly met with a pinkish-red flower, the pedals formed into a face that was scrutinizing him. 'Okay, a little creepy there...'

"What are you supposed to be?" Came the first voice, hispanic sounding in nature and obviously female. It seemed to be coming from the flower itself. Deciding that it would be rude not to answer, Danny replied,

"Uh, I'm Danny."

"A Danny?" Said the second voice, a Marigold leaning down next, "I've never heard of a Danny before. Are you some kind of Daffodil?"

Danny rung the bottom of his shirt, "I-"

"Heh, his petals are black, he's obviously not a Daffodil," the Hibiscus snorted, one of it's leaves pointing to his head, "and his stems are white, I've never seen a flower with white stems."

"Maybe he's a new species?" The Marigold inquired.

"I'm not-" the Hibiscus interrupted him again.

"A species that has black petals and white stems?" It scoffed, it's leaves curling and stem bending to give the impression of a catty girl with hands on her hips, "please, there's no such thing. Though I must say he's really pretty~" it added as it picked itself back up.

Danny felt irritation bubble up as the two flowers kept ignoring him, the Marigold guessing what kind of flower he could be and the Hibiscus rejecting every guess. Finally fed up, Danny fisted his hands at his sides and exclaimed, "HEY!"

The two plants paused and looked down at him, "I've been trying to tell you, I'm not a flower!" He said gruffly, crossing his arms with a scowl.

"Not a flower?!" The Marigold exclaimed. The petals of the Hibiscus twisted and Danny felt himself get nervous at the accusing look the flower gave him, though why he would feel something like that from a couple of overgrown plants he wasn't sure.

"If he's not a flower, then obviously he's a weed!"

Danny blinked, "what?! I'm not-"

"A weed?!" The Marigold gasped, "ewww!!!"

"Get out of here freak!" The red flower hissed and a sharp pain speared through Danny's head at the word. He grabbed his head as the flowers chanted 'freak' and threw dirt clods at him, though the sting of dirt wasn't nearly as bad as the headache he got. He ran away from the garden, the flowers chants still echoing in his head.

When he finally stopped running he was well away from the vicious plants, rubbing his aching head as he leaned against another plant, though, not before checking to see if it was sentient. He groaned as the image of a hispanic girl turning her nose up at him and a blonde girl laughed at him, but when he tried to draw up their names, all he got was a worse headache and feelings of shame and disgust.

"You."

Danny groaned again, was there another sentient plant around here? He opened his eyes and looked around him, only to find smoke drifting lazily from the lily pad he was leaning on. Walking a bit and looking up, his eyes widened at the site of a fat blue caterpillar smoking a hooka and laying casually on the leaf, looking down his nose at him.