Happy Mother's Day! [Mingle]

[ourearth]

Date: 31st of March
Characters: OPEN

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It is Mother's Day, the temperatures are summery (the forecast promises a high of 19 degree), the sun is shining almost relentlessly, birds are singing, a mild sea breeze blows...

And all across the echo boundary, people are waking up on this beautiful Sunday. Probably an hour later than normal, unless they have to go to work, since daylight savings happened. Ew. They open their eyes, and it smells of flowers and tea and baked beans...

And something sits over their lap. Or butt, or hip, if they aren't back sleepers.

This something turns out to be a tray on which sit:

• a hot cup of tea, a bowl of baked beans, a single slice of white toast and one burnt fried egg
  
• an empty card
  
• some cheap chocolate
  
• a bouquet of flowers complete with a balloon reading Happy Mother's Day
  
• either one of those three gift sets OR a shitty parfume.

Don't sit up too quickly in shock, the tea is really quite hot.

Now, whom does this happen to?

Well. Literally everyone who is more or less human. And yes, that includes three day old babies, eighty year old men, teenage boys, people in hospitals... everyone, really. And among the scents of flowers, food and beauty products, those with the right abilities will be able to scent someone familiar.

Comments

[lovedramamoron]

I haven't tried any other kind of bean, so I couldn't say.

[spaghettimonster]

Try some, and get back to me. You'll taste the difference, I promise, even if you don't turn out to like one more than the other.

[lovedramamoron]

I'll give it a try,I guess.

[It didn't sound very appetizing to Jimmy, but he was in England to try new experiences. ]

[spaghettimonster]

[So noncommittal and unenthusiastic, Jimmy. He has to laugh a little.]

I thought you seemed familiar... It was you back on Christmas, wasn't it? You keep sounding so skeptical about new experiences.

[lovedramamoron]

At the hall? Yeah, that was me. But to be fair, I've never been that interested in dances and costumes.

[spaghettimonster]

What were you more interested in, again? I'm sorry, it's been some months, and I'm afraid I've forgotten.

[lovedramamoron]

Mysteries. [The answer comes without a pause to think. ]

[spaghettimonster]

Oh. Well, you've lucked out then, haven't you? Getting caught up in all this.

[lovedramamoron]

I wanted to learn how to write better mysteries, not end up in the middle of one myself.

[spaghettimonster]

But... that's the best way to learn. 'Write what you know.' Any professor might tell you just that.

[lovedramamoron]

I don't think they say that when you're writing about murder mysteries.

[spaghettimonster]

Right, now, that's an important distinction.