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The mandala wrought in stained glass stretched across the greenhouse roof, allowing light to spiral down in multicolored fractals to grace the plants beneath it. Those lovely, colorful lights cast softer shadows than the harsh fluorescents Sable was used to, and she smiled to herself, admiring the way the lights chased themselves among the glossy ficus leaves.  Primrose was running uncharacteristically late, but Sabl...

So far, Narcissus’ ploy had not paid off. He had hoped that by helping the cherubuns with their quaint little greenhouse chores, he’d drum up some good publicity. It would be generous to say he had an image problem, because such a level of judgment would imply more eyes on him than he had – but regardless of the reality of his (un)popularity, Narcissus always felt the gaze of some invisible authority upon him, waiting for another screw-up. He couldn’t let that happen, not again. Besid...

Ione had been meaning to stop by Paradise Cafe for a visit, they simply had been far too busy with their cafe, The Daily Grind and keeping up with all orders especially the backend. They usually preferred to spend their days off with their partner or relaxing but today he was away and Ione was itching to get out of their house. This was a golden opportunity to pay a visit to the cafe owned by a Cherubun. Several of Ione's regulars had raved enough to pipe their curiosity. Boy oh boy di...

After another argument of quick words, snapped refusals and a defeated acceptance, Blush found himself trudging through the Heavenly Embassy to Paradise Café. He was getting tired of Primrose sending him off on deliveries when the damned cherubun wouldn’t go with him, not that he thought he would enjoy hearing Primrose’s constant complaints about anything he thinks the other is doing wrong. For Blush, it was the principle of the matter and he figured if someone asked for coffee be...

Once again, Vanna was back at the greenhouse for work. This time around, Primrose called him in for another delivery and didn’t bother elaborating… Another batch of tea for Dove, maybe? But it had been so soon since the first harvest, and he doubted that Dove went through tea that fast. Maybe this tea was for someone else. As the ...