Submission (#6975) Approved

"All these darn leaves!!" Parvo groans to himself as he rakes his lawn. At least they're a bit prettier this time of year. But soon, his friend Fever will start getting ready to help cook that staradish butterscotch tart that he enjoys so much every year. Fever loves plants, fruits, anything gardening. Parvo hates anything dirty, but enjoys helping out with the food, even if he acts like he doesn't.

He continues raking the leaves, until finally, the lawn is clear. He sighs in relief. "Finally!" Until Sorciere leaps into the pile, leaves everywhere! "Dang it!" He shouts as the weasewl plays in the leaves, Varska, Ambrosia, and Sugar eating the leaves as Cherry puts the leaves in her book, Owen trying to lead the plantems away with bits of pumpkin.

"I give up, I'll do this later." Parvo groans as he goes back inside, to see Fever setting up the ingredients for the tart. Parvo walks up to the counter, prepping the ingredients as Fever starts preheating the oven. After they mix the ingredients, adding some cinnamon for a kick, they put it in the oven. Soon, the delicious smell is in the air! The tart is finished!

Soon, everyone is at the table after bringing their own food to eat. Fever is holding the pan in his claws, placing it down on the table. "That smells WONDERFUL!" Owen states. "I can't wait to try some!" Cherry says, holding her hands up in excitement. "Wait your turns." Parvo states, getting ready to cut the tart as everyone watches, putting the slices on the plates and passing them around the table.

Yum! Tastes so sweet, so delicious! Everyone agrees, it tastes wonderful! Everyone eats the tart swiftly, complementing the chefs on their food. They all move to the other food as well. But then they hear scratching at the door, so Parvo answers it. "Uh.. Owen, are these your plantem friends?" "Oh yes, I apologize. They probably smelt the food and got a bit jealous.. We can just let them lick the plates clean of any leftover food!" Parvo then replies. "Uh.. Okay. Just don't feed them from our fresh supply."

Once everyone is done eating, they all walk outside and give the little plantems the leftovers they couldn't finish off. They bleat happily as they eat up the leftovers. Cherry feeds them by hand, while Parvo looks on in mild disgust. "You're letting that thing lick your hand?" "Oh come on, look at them, they're cute!"