Ballad of Flowers

Chapter 10

                It was cold. The same cold from earlier. The fields of long, yellow grass never seemed to end. The sun was shining. With a shudder, she shook away the mental coldness. The sun warmed her scales, filling her with energy and calm... Then she saw her... The one who had left too early... With a gasp, she stumbled towards her, the aura near the one person who had truly cared for her... wrong... something was wrong... It wasn't right... No, why is it so wrong? She dove at them phasing straight through the fading echo of their soul in Orchid's mind...

It was cold...

She woke with a jolt, looking around at the small bedroom. The sun shone on her scales through a clear window, the curtains open rather far to let it all in. It really felt nice, Orchid yawning and sitting on the edge of the bed. She forgot what happened last night, except for the fact it was rather enjoyable, and a memory she would never forget, this moment an exception. She heard quiet humming from the other room, along with some metal taps and clatters coming from pots and pans. A pleasant smell of flowers and fresh fruit wafted in, tantalizingly drawing her from her seated position into the living room to see Alex preparing two separate meals, one of them perfect for her, the other perfect for him. She had a hazy cloud over her senses and mind, memories somewhat distant. She tried speaking, but nothing came out. Alex perked up at the tiny wheeze that came from her throat, smiling and waving. "Morning sunshine! I made some breakfast after looking up some stuff online... I-I hope you like it!" She tried to thank him, the same wheeze escaping her throat. He looked a little concerned to see her panicked expression, her hands feeling her throat. Something was... wron- Wait... This feels so familiar... The hazy cloud slightly lifted, remembering the events of the previous afternoon... Pinstripe... Apple... Alex... But what happened next? Why couldn't she talk? She remembered the dream with a shiver, feeling her head. It was abnormally warm, and her scales were mostly a dark green with light blue spots. She knew this might happen someday, but not so sudden as she ran over to the bathroom, staring at herself in the mirror...

They sat at the table quietly, Orchid gesturing to Alex in a way to describe what was happening. "You're.... Sick?" She nods in response, moving on. "You can't talk... And... It hurts when you try... Oh jeez... Do you at least like the breakfast?" He sighs, holding his forehead worriedly. She quickly nods, smiling as she took another bite of the sliced mangoes set in front of her, the mild red and orange fruit one of her favorites on the spectrum. Her memories slowly came back to her over time, the fog surrounding her thoughts fading. She clearly remembered the rest of last night, blushing and turning a light pink. Alex blushed as well, seeing she remembered what happened too. "... Would you feel better if I did the charades too?" He hesitantly asks, the air awkward. She nods reluctantly, turning lime green where the dark green wasn't. Suddenly, she starts to dryly cough, slinking out of her chair to the bathroom. With a gag, she lifted the toilet seat and vomited. With a gasp, she pulled back and wiped her mouth. "o-oh god..." She coughed as Alex rushed over and sat down next to her crumpled form, lightly hugging her. She softly whimpers, hugging him back. The fact she didn't have any clothes on at the moment wasn't clear to her, not that important at this moment of time. The cold faded once more, the warm happiness returning to her soul. "... T... Thank... yo...u fo...r brea...kfast..."