''Mr.plant?''

''Wait up-!''

Argos was a simple man, Well except for the fact he was sixteenth banana plant, and the many eyes all over his body, He lived in void 42, (I think-) "I wonder- What is mr.plant doing..? I Hope he doesn't have plans! I wanna take him out for a picnic in void 70" He sighed to himself, Thinking, He decides to get up, go to his mr.plant shrine "It's completely normal to have a shrine of your best friend.." he reassures himself, getting up and out of the void, Going to the void postal service, He was the mail man afterall "Alright I'm here!" He says cheerily. "..took you long enough." Mr. Clock said in his rude monotone voice,"Get your bag, it's loaded already. " Mr. clock sighed in annoyance ||Argos's pov:"...he's so rude. If only he was a mushroom, then I could unalive him and eat him with mr.plant."|| "Ok!" Argos replies, not letting the clocks rudeness get to him. He grabs his mail bag and heads out to Void ??? Or mr.flowers void. As that was the only resident who needed mail that day, He happily knocked on mr.flowers' door. "Void postal service!!" He said while waiting patiently at the door, It creeked open the fully swung open as mr.flower stood there. He held his hand out for argos to give him his mail, Argos gave him all of the mail that was in the bag. Argos smiles sweetly at mr.flower, he was always happy. Too happy. Mr.flower closed the door, signaling Argos to leave. Argos sighed, He turned around and went back on his way. His eyes lit up as he saw mr.plant. He took a minute to shuffle his clothes so that they looked nice. He ran up to Mr. Plant, smiling. "Mr. Plant!!" Argos said happily as he tried to get Mr.plants attention, Mr.plant turned, Mr. Plant was odd. A man with a flower for a head, two small eyes that had ballpoint pupils and dark circles under them, Tears streamed endlessly to his hollow smile, His wide, hollow smile. Argos never minded his apperance, he thought it was cute, Mr. Plant never talked, and not many plant human species talked, but Argos and Mr. Plant had their unknown way of communication. Mr. Plants empty eyes just looked at Argos, Mr. Plant didn't mind Argos, yet he still wanted to bash his head in. "I finished my shift, I was wondering, if you weren't too busy, we could maybe go on a picnic in void 70??" Argos looked up at Mr. Plant, his eyes full of love and a tint of obsession.

(TBC!!)