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BotProf: Hello people of the internet. I (27 M) recently started working full-time in a local botanical garden and some of the strangest things I have ever seen happened there. I am almost afraid to ask, but does anyone else have the problem that random visitors to your botany just suddenly start turning into… flower princesses?

To give a bit of context, I have recently finished college and am now starting my career as a botanist, having always been interested in all sorts of flowers and wild greenery. I could go into more detail here, but that is beside the point right now. All you need to know is that I am a guy who is good with flowers and that part of my new job is to take visitors on tours through our amazing repertoire of flowers.

And I have been practicing those tours for a while now, memorizing which way to go and what to say, preparing myself for all sorts of questions, and all in all having a good idea of how to lead people through the gardens for their best possible experience. So In theory I should be relatively ready for anything to come, right?

And I did have two tours already, though neither of them went exactly as I expected. Let me try to tell you exactly what happened because I am not sure what to make of it.

For the first tour I ever gave, I had a group of friends with me, although they looked more like four friends, two girls and two guys, and one additional guy who came along for other reasons. Looked like a double date with extra baggage, but hey, if they pay, they pay. I am not one to judge, that's not my job. 

Anyway, we went through the gardens for a while. I showed them everything they wanted to see and told them as much about the greenery as they wanted to know. I thought it was going to be a regular old Tuesday, the first of many, when suddenly one of the guys in the group started showing incredible interest in one of our tall maple trees. It wasn't the extra guy, but rather one of the guys who was there with a girl… I digress.

He started asking all sorts of questions, like how tall the tree was and how long it had been there, if you can make maple syrup from it and if its leaves fall in autumn… you know, the usual stuff. 

Being the eager employee that I am, I naturally answered all of his questions, being relieved that someone showed as much interest in botany as I did. Yet something was off, the guy's voice was slowly cracking. He didn’t seem to mind, but his voice went from a husky man's voice to something that was a few octaves higher until it sounded kinda feminine.

I turned around and what did I see? The guy had grown maple leaves on his head. Heck, I don’t even know if that guy was a guy anymore. His clothes were melting and revealing what looked like a dress made up of leaves underneath. And when he put his hand on his chest, even his chest started to noticeably inflate like he intended them to grow or something.

But the craziest thing is yet to come because next, he stepped away from the path and towards the tree. I would like to have stopped him from going into an area that he wasn't allowed to step into, but that guy's feet just exploded into vines, burrowing deep underground as his entire lower body turned green like a plant.

And then he freaking grew an orange and yellow flower around his waist. 

Like what the heck! And the other members of his group didn't even bat an eye. There was an almost two-and-a-half-meter-tall mega flower princess in front of them that used to be their friend and is now calling herself Chirubimé, and nobody reacts?!? What the heck?

I needed to take the rest of the day off because of that craziness, which surprisingly disappointed Chirubimé more than my boss. Anyway, next day, next tour. This one was rather straightforward. Only one girl, maybe in her early twenties, was quite cute, so I was excited. 

Everything was going well for a while, we even visited our first flower princess, with her being more impressed than surprised (What is it with people and inappropriate reactions?). I made sure there was some distance between my visitor and the magical flower princess because I didn’t need a second incident on my hands.

The next stop was our sunflower field. So I began talking: “Now sunflowers are rather delicate flowers because they need…”

And before I could even finish the sentence a sunflower about three to four times the size of our regular biggest one sprouted from the ground and swallowed the girl whole. 

To say that I was at a loss of words was an understatement.

At first, I thought that the sunflower had just eaten her because it really did look that way, but after like ten seconds of me being a complete deer in headlights, the massive sunflower opened up again, revealing the girl… that was now fused with said sunflower. Yap, her human upper half was now just poking out from the center of the flower, looking slightly dazed.

Then a few more things changed about her, like her hair getting leave-y and a crown being placed on her head. I even think her clothes quite literally grew on her while I was looking, though her chest didn’t really improve all that much… Err… Maybe I shouldn’t have written that, but I am leaving it in anyway.

And after everything had changed and the girl came too, she just sassily put her fists on her hips, smiled at me, and spoke in the most Australian accent I have ever heard.“Hey tha, chief. I must’a spaced out a littl bit becas of da nice wetha. Itt time for Wota?”

That took a while to process. Anyway, that's how two visitors to our botanical gardens turned into flower princesses who now somehow are fond of me. Like they always ask for me specifically to water them and tend to them. 

Does anyone else have that problem? If so, I would love to hear how you deal with this sort of thing.

ChristianOfMel: Lol. What the heck? Who the heck would ever believe something like that? I know of a local botanical who has recently INVITED two flower princesses to reside there, but transforming people into plant princesses just sounds stupid. 

BotProf: Make that three. I wish I was joking. This time it was a young girl who fell off the bridge over our water lily pond. I wasn’t the one making the tour, I was just passing by and happened to see it. And something amazing started to happen followed by something utterly unbelievable. 

So the girl fell and landed on a single water lily. Now, I am just a botanist and not a mechanist, but I am pretty sure that if a girl no matter the age lands on a lili, it should sink. But who am I to disagree with this weird magic that follows me around wherever I go? Honestly, a 16-year-old girl standing on a water lily is one of the least weird things I have seen lately.

But, the girl didn't continue standing. She started to dance in fact. And then the same thing started happening to her too. She and the lily grew in size, the lily much more than she did, her lower half was just completely swallowed and somehow her skin got almost artificially white while she looked like she was becoming a bit older as well. 

And suddenly we now have a very proper Japanese water lily flower princess that loves to dance for her audience. And the worst and weirdest part is, that the rest of her group and the guide started applauding once she was done, meaning they watched her dance, transform, and perform, and saw absolutely nothing weird with it.

I can’t even anymore.

ChristianOfMel: Out of curiosity. What are the names of those princesses?

BotProf: Chirubimé, Mariña and Talaya, in order I saw them transform. At least those are their new names, as neither I nor anyone else apparently knows their original names. Also, why do their names sound so familiar to me… feels like they are from a card game or something…

ChristianOfMel: Oh, then I know which botanical garden you are talking about. How about you give me a tour and we will see if you are cursed or not.

BotProf: I don’t think that's a good idea…

TytannialOfMel: I have returned to my resting place, internet. Getting to meet flower princesses from all over the world was truly a spectacular experience. This garden has my, Tytannial, Princess of Camellia's highest seal of approval. Come on by anytime you want to witness me and the other flower princesses' magnificence in person yourself. I shall be waiting for all of you. Ohohoho~

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Just a regular online discussion about a botanist that turns people into royal flowers. Nothing special. 

The additional poll story for October.