Skye had been working in the garden. Rotting peels and spraying water and the whole thing she was doing - he had been doing it like mad, trying to keep these plants, these ridiculous plants from dying. She didn't wnat them to die, but for some reason, they just kept going brown and wilting. Skye just kept having to root them up and throw them away. It was sad - she didn't want to have to throw away her darlings, but if she didn't, dead roots would tangle in live ones and then there would be absolutely no more plants for her. And that would be very, very bad.
She heard voices, however, and she stood from her gardening reluctantly. She wanted to keep working, but something told her that would get her called a workoholic, or a treehugger, or something equally embarrassing but true. She peered through the trees to see what the noise was and was immediately amused at what she saw.
It was Bangle (of course it was Bangle; everything funny and strange had to do with Bangle). He was leading an adorable brown and cream goat over to her house, and was appearing to be trying to do it as secretly and quietly as possible. A few times, the goat bleated, and Bangle immediately shushed him or her. Skye stifled a giggle - what was Bangle doing with that cute goat, and why was he trying to make it be quiet? She thought she knew, oh yes she did!
She was about to step out to greet Bangle and ask what he was doing when he told the goat to be quiet. Then the goat just...fainted. Just fainted dead away. Skye stared in disbelief, then let out a long laugh - it was like bells. She laughed long and she laughed loud, stepping out from behind her garden so that she faced Bangle and the goat. When she stopped laughing and it subsided into giggles, she spoke. "Bangle, what are you doing to that poor goat?" she asked, still giggling. The goat seemed to be a bit dazed for a moment, but its eyes quickly cleared up and it let out another bleat before getting up.
Skye walked towards the creature and held out a hand, petting the goat on the head. "What a cutie pie," she crooned. "Yes you are! You're a cutie pie!" She looked up to Bangle, a big grin on her face.
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