Event: The Grass is Greener but Not as Green as Me!

[onwingsofhope]

 . . . . . . .  *ngh*

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . oof.

. . . . .*hnnnnnnnnnnnngh*

*gasp gasp pant pant*  Takeru!  Why are we still digging!? I thought we were looking for grass!

Huh?  Uh.  Because, um.  Grass roots grow underground, right?  So if we dig up really weird colored roots somewhere, we'll have found the right grass patch.

That doesn't make

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[weavingbonds]

[Yuusei is just passing by when he sees familiar faces. He observes them for a moment in silence.]

... What are you two doing?

[onwingsofhope]

Nothing.

We're definitely not filling in holes that we dug where we weren't supposed to.

You dug them.

[weavingbonds]

[Without saying a word, Yuusei kneels down and starts filling in the hole. It'll be faster if he helps, he figures.]

[onwingsofhope]

. . . Oh! Thanks, Mr. Yuusei!

[Takeru actually works quietly for a few minutes before piping up again.]

What do you think we're supposed to be doing all this for, anyway?

/pretend this isn't so late? ._.

[notaluchador]

[Don't mind Jaime here. He's just kind of... staring at them both for a minute before he blankly remembers he should probably say something.]

... Do I wanna know?

No problem!

[onwingsofhope]

Probably not.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiii --

'Scuse me, Mr. Jaime!

[notaluchador]

[blinkblink] Um... you sure you don't want any help with it, either?

[onwingsofhope]

We're just playing! I think.

rrrrrr Shot!

[Bamf! There goes a good chunk of sod.]

[memento_mods]

Well, there seems to be a bit of yellow grass. Is it part of the event, or is it just parched?

[onwingsofhope]

[Who knows? Either way, our intrepid young heroes spot it quickly and head over to investigate.]

. . . I think it's just dead grass.

It might be paint.

Yellow grass still counts as strangely colored even if it's dead, right?