"Man, I didn't think flowers would have so much meanings behind them. I always thought that flowers were just... flowers," you told the gardener after she, quite literally, discussed the meanings behind a hundred different flowers on her Speech of a Hundred Flowers.
The other survivors, along with some hunters, made listening to that speech a little challenge. Anyone who manages to listen to the entire speech without falling asleep gets to have everyone who failed to listen to the speech as a servant for one entire day.
The thing is, you didn't even know about that challenge, so why were you even listening to the God-forsaken speech in the first place you may ask? You were bored, and you were with Emma in the garden, and things went off from there. It's not like you had anything better to do anyway. You were a swordsman/woman, and the only other person who seemed interested in your hobby, Joseph, was quite busy for the day.
"Yeah! Isn't it amazing? You know, I could even tell you about another hundred flowers and their meanings if you want!" She exclaimed enthusiastically in response.
Now, you managed to stay awake, but that doesn't mean it was easy, so you politely declined saying, "l-let's just save that for another day haha."
"Aww okay... So what's your favourite flower, (y/n)?" Emma asked trying to start another conversation that wasn't a speech.
You started panicking when she asked that. She told you about so many flowers, but you didn't remember all of them very well, so out of panic, you decided to bring up the Gladiolus, one of the only flowers you happened to remember her discussing.
"Oh um... I like the uh... Gladiolus! I remember you saying it represents strength! And also the name makes me think of.. swords...?"
"The name makes you think of swords?"
"Of course it does! Gladiolus? Gladius? Sword?"
"Whatever you say, (y/n)," she rolled her eyes and giggled at your response.
"How about you?" you asked the gardener, curious about which of the hundreds of flowers she knew was her favorite.
"Oh, me? Well... I have a lot in mind... Like there's the buckwheat which means lover, the sunflower which always brightens my day when I can't see the actual sun, roses..."
While she started to ramble, you walked towards a peculiar bush with purple flowers. You, not knowing anything about the dangers of flowers and berries, decided to touch it with your bare hands.
"Hey, Emma? What are these ones called?" you asked while chewing on one of the berries with the idea that this manor wouldn't allow anyone to grow something potentially lethal.
"Oh those are Belladonnas"
"...cool," you said and spat out the berry. It tasted odd and gave you the chills for some reason. Aside from that, your hands were starting to itch a lot more than usual.
Emma didn't think much about the situation until she quickly turned her eyes towards you and realized you were holding the flowers and eating what she assumed was one of the berries.
"OH THOSE ARE BELLADONNAS (Y/N)! THEY'RE POISONOUS DON'T TOUCH THEM OR EAT THEM!"
Needless to say, you were brought to Emily and had to stay in the 'infirmary' for God-knows how long, but it sure was a pretty long time.
...
...
The memory continued to play in her head. One moment she was beside you, happily talking about flowers, and suddenly you were no longer there. You were gone, like the wind, all because of poisonous flowers and berries, which for some reason were allowed in the garden.
"I'll always remember you, (y/n)..." Emma said before setting down a bouquet of Gladiolus, your favourite flower.
She remembered the last time the both of you talked moments before your death, and she swore to always remember to bring you a bouquet of your favourite flowers.
Meanwhile, while Emma was mourning, Emily and Mike were 'eavesdropping' on her.
"Hey um, should we tell her?" Mike asked the doctor.
After a bit of thinking, Emily said, "how about we just... Let her find out for herself..."
...
You made your way towards Emma, who was crying beside a gravestone and said, "woah there Emma... Who die- HEY WAIT IS THAT MY NAME?"
"Sometimes, I feel like your soul is still behind me... Asking me if yo- oh hi (y/n)- the name of the gravestone was yours..." Emma continued.
...
Realization struck Emma a little late. She turned around and yelled, "WAIT WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? I THOUGHT YOU DIED!"
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I DIED?? I JUST GOT POISONED? EMILY DID YOU TELL HER??" you argued.
"That's what we've been trying to say! But she wouldn't listen and kept saying you died! She even buried a body..." Emily said.
There was silence. Mostly because of that last part.
"...hey can you repeat the last sentence one more time?" You asked.
"She even burie- EMMA WHO DID YOU BURY?!" Emily turned to Emma with a horrified look while Mike slowly tried to sneak away from the conversation, only to get the shock of his life when he saw Andrew pop out of the ground.
"ANDREW!? wait why are you dressed up as (y/n)...?" Mike asked, and the other three pairs of eyes turned to Andrew, who was now in quite a predicament.
"Well you see..." Andrew started to explain the complicated reason as to why he was dressed up as (y/n), which turned out to be a dare, and why he burrowed in her supposed grave.
"Okay, so what I'm getting here is... I got poisoned, you THOUGHT I died, Andrew was dared to dress up as me, he fainted out of fear when he saw you running towards him like a buffalo, and you buried him thinking HE was ME? And this all happened in one day... You guys are crazy..."
"Well I'm not the one who ate poisonous berries!" Emma argued
"How was I supposed to know that they were POISONOUS of all things?!"
"Well! At least I don't just eat anything I see that looks eat-worthy!"
"No comment."
The two of you continued to argue about the bizarre situation you were in. In the middle of the argument, Emily, Mike, and Andrew snuck away and decided to call it a day. Some other survivors thought the both of you were drunk because what you were arguing about didn't make much sense.
When the argument started to cool down, Emma gave you an angry but genuine Thank you for listening to her Speech of a Hundred Flowers, while one of the challengers happened to pass by.
"Woah woah wait! (y/n) stayed awake throughout your entire flower power speech?!" Norton asked the gardener.
"Well, yeah... Is that surprising?" You asked the prospector.
[The Next Day...]
It was a beautiful Tuesday morning. You woke up quite late, so your first instinct was to rush to the dining room to get some breakfast, but the moment you opened the door, you saw several survivors, and a few hunters, in maid costumes.
"Um... Good morning to you...?" you greeted them
"Oh, were you going to the dining room for breakfast?" Norton asked you.
"Well yeah but-"
"No no we'll get that for you!" Mike insisted and ran towards the dining room.
"But-"
"SHUT UP AND KEEP YOUR ASS ON THE BED" Fan yelled at you, only to recieve death glares from all your other 'maids'
"I mean... No, just stay in bed and we'll do EVERYTHING for you!" Fan corrected himself, already starting to regret taking part in this challenge. He would have listened to Xie, but he was insistent on asserting dominance.
Yesterday and the day before were quite extreme, but this day sure did make up for it. Kind of...
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Fanfic*ON HOLD UNTIL I GET OVER MY CURRENT HYPERFIXATION* A compilation of several (for most of the part, not serious) oneshots that often involve the most random and bizarre situations coming from my bored mind. Kudos to you if you get any of the referen...