clumsyoctopus:

flower language has always been an intense source of disappointment for me

like, they all mean really generic things like “love” or “forever” or “i’m sorry” 

i thought you could combine flowers

like you could just send someone a bouquet and from the combination of hibiscus and posies and tulips they’d understand “the rebel leader is dead, rendezvous at the docks at 8, bring the dog, you will need lighter fluid and  a large tomato”

Reblogging for maybegee’s tags because dear lord I want this fic, now…:

#I had a dream about this the other night      #except      #it was ankh-morpork      #and it was carrot who’d got really into the whole flower thing      #and he’d started leaving little notes up all around the watch house      #it eventually devolved into him sending Vimes ‘Urgent Blossom Bulletins (UBB) whenever there was a situation      #but Vimes is Vimes and he never understood the whole flower message thing      #so he was always late to the scene      #and it was just Carrot staring despondently at him “But I sent you flowers’      #’’Carrot. What the hell do flowers have to do with anything?”      #And then Angua had to take him aside and explain the situation to him      #it was a REALLY good dream      #I don’t dream that good that often