𝔸 𝔽𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕙 𝔹𝕠𝕦𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕥 𝕆𝕗 𝔽𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤: 𝕀𝕍
Gardenia woke up in her bed in the loft above the store. She attempted to recall what had happened, but all she could remember was that sharp pain to her abdomenon.
She attempted to rise and get out of the bed, but she felt a sharp zap to her stomach and she lay back down again.
"MUM" Being unable to get out of bed, all she could do was call for her mother or aunt so that they could assist her.
Immediately, she heard footsteps towards her room, and promptly after her mother and aunt both entered, their faces once again worried.
"Gardenia, this is the second time! Don't stress yourself too much!"
Gardenia nodded and smiled at her family. "I won't"
Her aunt and mother sat there for a couple of minutes, simply talking to her about ordinary day to day things.
She hadn't been out for a long time, only two hours. Gardenia felt the pain in her stomach slightly face and she attempted to get out of bed, surprised to find that there was absolutely no pain at all.
Her aunt smiled at her "By the way, your work in the backyard looks fabulous"
Her work? What work had she done? All she remembered was picturing possible ideas for the backyard.
Her aunt and mother turned around.
"Since you're all good now, we'll get back to work. Don't exhaust yourself so much this time."
Gardenia nodded once again, and her mother and aunt exited. Gardenia bit her lip, and rested herself in a comfortable sitting position on the bed. She lifted her shirt and checked whether or not she had any injuries. It seemed all right, no visible marks were able to be seen, other than a small dot on her stomach.
That though, seemed more of a natural thing, so she didn't pay much attention to it.
Gardenia stood up, and hobbled out of her room and towards the backyard. She was so curious about what the garden looked like.
As she stepped outside, she was immediately dazzled. Flowerbeds had been set up along the sides just as she imagined, and adorable little artworks were lined cross the back wall of the florist. There was even a couple of seats and chairs, just in case anybody from the cafe wanted to sit out there and drink.
The most dazzling feature though, we're the multicoloured tiles that were shining in the light. They seemed to glow slightly, and as Gardenia walked cross it, it seemed like it was made of some extremely expensive material.
The tiles were coloured in the main colours of the whole cafe, pastels. She stared at it, watching it as the sun bounced from tile to tile. A small rainbow appeared from the reflection, making the backyard seem slightly magical.
She walked over to the flowerbeds and scooped out a handful of the soil that was in it. Her eyes widened immediately. This was the most expensive premium grade soil on the market currently.
This wasn't used for flowers normally, because they could grow on any standard soil and still be fine. It was used mainly in elaborate gardens for the upper class, and even then, it was barely ever used.
She knew that her seeds would almost certainly grow well with this soil.
Anyways, enough about the soil.
She walked along, smiling at the small details everywhere. There were small symbols and decorations carved along the sides of the patch, and as she observed them, she noticed that they seemed to be glimmering with some sort of light.
She thought that it was a pretty well done paint job.
As she walked back to the place that she was standing when she passed out, she stared out onto the garden, realising that it was exactly how she imagined. What was this?
She was extremely confused. How was this possible. She attempted to pull back all of her thoughts.
As she was thinking her aunt stepped outside.
"All I want to do now is sit here and drink my coffee"
Gardenia turned to her aunt "Aunt, who did this?"
Her aunt turned back to her, slightly confused. "Did what?"
"Made the backyard"
"I thought you did, pumpkin!"
Gardenia shook her head.
Her aunt scrunched up her eyebrows, trying to recall somebody or a builder that may of done it for some random reason.
Gardenia looked around again. It was exactly as she had imagined, but how was somebody able to read her thoughts?
"I'll ask your mother when she comes back, ok?"
Gardenia nodded again, thinking that perhaps her mother had a similar picture in her mind, and she had done it herself.
At the moment, that was the only realistic solution that there was. The other possibilities were bad.
Just like that, the backyard that mysteriously created itself was forgotten…
After all, these women had a cafe and a florist to create.
At the moment, a couple of the neighbours had pitched in to help. There was the old man who ran the bakery from cross the road. Her mother had gone over a couple of times, because the bread was absolutely delicious.
The man stepped inside and immediately turned back to smile at her mother. "I like what you guys did with the place already!"
He gave a toothy grin at Gardenia and proceeded to help them with the shelves tha t they had completely failed before.
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