How Green Becomes Wood

"Well. You do realize you do not need to hide the papers from her when she walks in, yes?" Dark asked, coming around to peer over their shoulders at their plans, "Is this what you have been up to today?" Then he paused, and asked, "Were you outside?"
 
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"It's habit and instinct," Alec said sheepishly. "We've only been doing this for about an hour now. We were outside, yes!"

"Picnic lunch in the park," Xander provided, rearranging the papers.
 
"I thought you must have been, your noses are pink," Dark said, wanting to pick up their mother's day plans to look over them but restraining himself, "That sounds like a nice way to spend the afternoon."
 
Alec tried to look cross-eyed at his own nose and gave it a light poke. "Darn it. Not enough sunscreen. We're going to have to keep an eye on that."

Xander offered Dark one paper, which was a possible idea they'd put together. "Want to take a peek? Nothing's been decided on yet."
 
The plan called for a lot of flowers and diffusers placed about the house. Each room was to be themed around certain scents, and Daizi was supposed to wander around and smell them. There were notes in the "cons" column about how that would be a lot of flowers, and how that might be too much smell.
 
Dark looked at the page for a long time, trying to imagine what it would be like. "I think," He said at last, "You may run into an issue where the scents from the different rooms bleed into each other."
 
"That's what I said," Xander stated.

"And I say that might be a good thing! If we can create scents that work together," Alec said.

Xander gave him a look. "For every single room? Not likely."

"That's why it's only a possible," Alec said, snatching the page back. "It's better than your idea."
 
"Kind of a halfway point to make it more interesting, but small so that it's safe," Xander replied. "More than a circle, less than a trail. And I don't know where." In truth, he had been thinking of their yard, but maybe that wasn't a good idea.
 
Alec had to go looking through the papers before he found the right one. He handed it over so Dark could observe Xander's carefully outlined and diagramed idea. A mud wrestling pit in the back yard. Underneath was the scribbled comment, "Ba will go mental."
 
Despite himself, this one made Dark laugh his deep, rumbling sound. It didn't last long, but he handed the page back and said, "She wouldn't even enjoy that. It'd ruin her garden."
 
"There'd be a twrp covering the grass so it can all get rolled up and disposed of elsewhere," Xander said, taking the page.

"I think we should do it at Cooger's place," Alec grinned.
 
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