World’s End | That Green Gentleman
Teague didn’t know first hand of the situation in Central Park. He spent plenty of time in New York. He knew that his parents occasionally met with the dark fae there. Even if they were at peace old habits died hard he supposed and they had very old habits.
“I would be surprised if it did.” He commented on the plant food. Fae had found their own ways to make quite a bit of money without being out in the public eye. Humans or whoever else running their businesses, becoming silent partners. It was surprising how easy it was for them to stay hidden. He wasn’t anywhere near as old as his parents. He still found the whole thing fascinating.
Teague turned to watch Khloris’s face when she was the garden. The gasp made him smile. He had expected someone to come in and be ready to take the plants to task. Cutting them down and trimming everything back but apparently she thought it was breathtaking. He looked away from her to look at it with new eyes where it wasn’t just the annoying thing keeping him from his job at the bar. After all if he left it alone too long Psalm could get behind the counter and that was never good for anyone.
This time it seemed greener and more beautiful to him. He sighed a little.
“Nature has a way of being that way.” He turned back to her to see her taking her shoes off. His nose crinkled as he smiled and tried to mute it when she went back to business. That was damn cute.
“It’s always been kind of…unruly.” He chuckled and shook his head at the jungle of plants waiting for her. “The sections they did have separated have just blended together.” He rose his eyebrows when Khloris said she needed to introduce him to the plants. She talked about them like they were people or animals they were taking care of. He knew they had their own personalities in a way.
“Do I need a name tag?” He chuckled and shook his head with a grin. “I’m in and out. I only stay here sometimes.” His brow furrowed, feeling like he was leaving the plants abandoned with the way she talked about them. “but I could make it here more often. If they need someone familiar.”
Khloris gazed at the flower beds with a critical eye. She could tell they had been separated before but it wasn’t in their natures to stay like that. “Yes these plants definitely have a tendency to get out of hand. If we’re stern with them though, they’ll understand better about what they can and cannot do.” She said, pulling a branch towards her from the nearest tree to examine the leaves. “Basically what’s going to happen is the unchecked growth is going to stop. The plants won’t be too upset by it though because it means the growth we will allow them will be stronger.”
His comment made her laugh, the mental image of Teague surrounded by all the plants with nametags. “No you won’t need a nametag.” She said, still smiling. “And it’s ok that you’re not here all that often. Just as long as you remind the plants that you’re the one in charge then you’ll be fine.” Khloris added, scraping off a little bit of the bark on the branch. The wood was a good color, which meant that overall the tree was healthy. Most of the growth had been there long enough that it had grown in strong, but here and there were some unhealthy discords.
There were also a few patches of weeds, which she would take care of on the first day of actual plant work. One or two plants might even be transplanted to another area of the garden to give enough space for everything to grow well.
“Alright Teague. Show me around the garden. Are there plants that you like better than others?” Khloris wanted to know if there was a part of the garden that he had special ties to before she began work.
The grass was a bit cold against her feet and the ground was damp from recent rains. It was good earth for growing a garden and she could sense that the plants seemed content with their plot. If there was unhealthiness it stemmed from the fact that the beds just needed to be thinned a little bit, which was an easy enough fix. Though some of the plants had grown rather large in their uncared for state, which means she would have to bring the larger plant clippers. And a stepladder.
“We’re generally very quiet about it but you come recommended so I figure I can trust you. Besides seeing someone wandering around with wings might give you a hint too.” The giggle made him smile wide at her before he’d even realized it. He tried to tune it down. Staring at people you just met like they were making your day was a weird thing to do. Though Khloris was doing just that. The rest of his day hadn’t exactly been legendary.
Teague swore he couldn’t leave his mother’s garden alone with her for any amount of time. For whatever reason, even if it had just been a week it would grow out of control. Brianna Camembert was many things. An A+ gardener was not one of them. That was a fairly common misconception about Fae. People assumed that they’d all have somesort of green thumb. That had pretty much gone out with living in the woods. It had been several generations back. Wood nymphs were more along the green thumb line. He assumed anyway. He didn’t meet many of them because he spent most of his time in the city.
“Such a gentleman trying to make sure I have a nice time.” She leaned forward slightly then continued. “Or you just know how to fake being one.” Idina really did appreciate it even though she was giving him a hard time. There were guys who thought that they could walk up to her and drop a few lines then she’d be in bed with them breathless at their suave skills. They ended up very disappointed and missing a couple pints of blood. 
