This choice: something else | Go Back Chapter 7: A Farm. (ID #1137807) an addition by: Past Member 'flictiflicks' More by this author Then Ranamon spotted something across the lake. It was a farm. It was surrounded by a brown picket fence. She couldn't see any flowers or small plants. Only massive trees and bushes that were lying behind the fence.
"A farm usually mean plants." Ranamon said as she spoke the obvious, "Maybe more of those yummy plants I love so much!"
Her bulging gut grumbled in agreement. Raising her arms up high, Ranamon performed a semi-perfect swan dive into the lake. Even with a belly that looked like she was 7 months pregnant, Ranamon's aquatic speed and grace wasn't the least bit diminished. She soon vanished into the lake's crystal-clear depths. Her silhouette faded away until it was out of sight.
On the other side of the lake, a giant splash erupted and soon Ranamon landed onto land. her stomach wobbled like pudding as she waddled towards the farm. Being one of the most popular divas in Digital World, Ranamon had always been weight-conscious. Even the slightest hint of a love handle or bulge would make her lose her temper.
This time was different, though. Ranamon was too driven to find more of those delicious plants to even glance at what her new habit was doing to her. All she could think about was finding more plants.
Approaching the farm, she entered through the small gateway. Once inside, Ranamon couldn't believe what type of garden she was in. The trees were taller than her master, Cherbimon. The vines that wrapped all around the trees were so thick, only a few tiny rays of sunshine touched the forest soil. Massive roots were bulging out from the earth like sewer pipes.
But it was an all too familiar sight that made Ranamon smile. More of the plants were here. Not just where she stood. They were everywhere! Vine after vine; branch after branch.
"My dream garden!" she said, "And it's all mine!"
Before she could feast, she saw a note that said,
"To make the plants grow larger and more tasty, add water."
This sparked an idea into Ranamon's head. She began to... Where will this story go next? Your choices are below...
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