Not because it was strange. It was, and kind of funny looking, and what was he supposed to do with a plant, anyway? But despite its strangeness, or maybe because of it, Eddie found that he liked it immediately. His face flushed, and he wished he could just pretend that he'd forgotten to get Jamie a present all together, but instead, he thrust the stuffed lion in Jamie's face, taking the cactus pot in his other hand, careful of its pointed barbs.
"I... I don't know, I thought... It was all teddy bears and chocolate and pink, and I just... I liked him," he admitted, realizing it was true. It was stupid and childish, a stuffed lion with a heart-shape mane, but it had a friendly face and big, overstuffed paws.
Holding the pot up and peering down at the little flowers, he asked, "Do I water it?"
He'd never had a plant before. What if he killed it? What if one of the other kids in their room broke the pot? What if it got stolen?
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Not because it was strange. It was, and kind of funny looking, and what was he supposed to do with a plant, anyway? But despite its strangeness, or maybe because of it, Eddie found that he liked it immediately. His face flushed, and he wished he could just pretend that he'd forgotten to get Jamie a present all together, but instead, he thrust the stuffed lion in Jamie's face, taking the cactus pot in his other hand, careful of its pointed barbs.
"I... I don't know, I thought... It was all teddy bears and chocolate and pink, and I just... I liked him," he admitted, realizing it was true. It was stupid and childish, a stuffed lion with a heart-shape mane, but it had a friendly face and big, overstuffed paws.
Holding the pot up and peering down at the little flowers, he asked, "Do I water it?"
He'd never had a plant before. What if he killed it? What if one of the other kids in their room broke the pot? What if it got stolen?