Basements

Middle school

POV: you!
I'm in middle school, I've been bullied a lot, but all things go good in the end, I guess. Tomorrow is supposed to be an orchestra concert, and I always wanted to see one! (Sorry if you think orchestra sucks, but cellos rule the world, man!)

POV: Cagney Carnation
I was given a thing that made me look like a human, so I got an education and here I am now. A middle school. The P A keeps stating about a concert tomorrow... maybe I'll attend. There's only one problem. I miss Hilda. She is my BEST of all friends in the world. I was thinking about her when I was walking to my next class. I was in the music wing, and CLONK!
I bumped into someone. It was Hilda. She saw me and recognized me right away, even though I looked like a human, and not a flower. "OMIGOSH!!! Cagney! It's been awhile!" She said in excitement.
"Hilda, we're at school. Don't yell." I said, sarcastically.
"I'm going to go to the concert tomorrow, you?" Hilda asked me.
"Oh sure!" I said, I totally forgot. This girl that I vaguely recognize walks over. Why do I recognize her? Then it all hits me like a train: (speccy mah boi! He so adorbs!) about seven years ago, back when I still lived in the pesky garden, the fox with two tails, the five-year-olds. The blaring sirens. There was a monster tornado. I hung out next to this really mean guy named Randy, who kept going on and on about this girl across the room. The girl who walked over was that girl. The one who sat across the room from Randy and I.
"How's my favorite ship going? Is Randy ok?" Hilda asked. Wait, she ACTUALLY SHIPS PEOPLE?!
"Oh, ehm, it's okay, I guess." The other girl said as her face turned a slight red.
"Oh yes! Cags, this is my new friend and-"
"SHIT I GOTTA GO! Bye Hilda! Bye guy-I-don't-know!" The girl said. She then rushed to a nearby classroom.

>Time skip sponsored by: 011 from Stranger Things< (SEASON FOUR!!!!)

I went back to the garden where I used to live, and remembered a huge event. Seven years ago, was the first time in my life that I went into a basement. I remember it so clearly.
>Flashback sponsored by: ya boi Cagney going back to the good ole' days< ('kay, maybe not so good ole' days)
I was sitting there unsure what I would do. After all, I never had any bad weather emergencies. That fox was gone, and the kids were shocked. The teacher led them to the basement, and the cup bros helped me into that basement, since I was so tall. Then I saw it. It was HUGE! I've never seen a tornado before. It was sorta scary, but I went down the stairs to safety. Then the teacher said something about radishes. These teenagers busted through the wall. They sang a song and asked: "where are them radishes?"
"I don't know!" Someone said.
"I think the root pack has one." I mentioned, but nobody paid attention.
"Welp, we gotta go," One of the radish girls said, "We've got a dragon to slay!"
They left, the storm still raging on. I was terrified, to be honest, but Randy kept talking to me.
>welp it's present now, enjoy<
Tomorrow is that concert. Hilda will NOT stop talking about it. Then that's when I figured: today is tomorrow. The concert is tonight. Hmm, I guess I can't keep track of the days now.

POV: Hilda Berg (ah yes)
I just can NOT wait! (Y/N) is coming to the concert with me, and so is Cagney, and Randy is coming along too! I really think (Y/N) and Randy are cute together. It makes me really happy that they love each other. I hope the best for their relationship. I was walking to school for the concert, arms linked with Cagney.  He's not the Carnation I'm used to looking at. He's more human -looking.

POV: Cagney Carnation (he's really cute... AHEM)
Hilda and I walked inside, and we saw Hilda's friend hanging out with Randy. We sat together and I saw Hilda's friend and Randy hug. Cute I guess. Then the orchestra started playing a piece called Russian Sailors Dance. It made me re-think my taste for music. They played a couple of other songs, then Kendra, a girl with blond hair, long legs, and a short skirt came up to the mic. She looked like one of those popular brat girls. Oh wait, she IS one. She announced: "Today, because this concert is so long, we will send you off  with a soft sounding song to soothe you to sleep."  Then the orchestra played the piece we all cried to: Theme from the Moldau. After that, everyone but our group got up. We were probably one of the last ones to leave.