Femslashficlets table: The Language of Flowers (complete)

[merryghoul]

Yeah, so I let actual voting on the latest femslashficlets table pass me by, and even then, I would’ve voted on "90s songs."

Anyway, without digging myself into a bigger hole, I decided to claim this table so I could write Call the Midwife fic. This could all change! But for the moment I’ve claimed Patsy/Delia. Fills in threaded comments, I guess.

Update, January 7: It is done. It’ll take me a while to format this for AO3, but I’ll mark the claim as complete in a couple of days at the comm.

1.	baby's breath	2.	bleeding heart	3.	calla lily	4.	carnation	5.	chrysanthemum
6.	daffodil	7.	dahlia	8.	daisy	9.	delphinium	10.	hyacinth
11.	iris	12.	lilac	13.	marigold	14.	morning glory	15.	narcissus
16.	poppy	17.	ranunculus	18.	rose	19.	sunflower	20.	tulip

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[merryghoul]

14. morning glory

a flower that fades before the sun is very high (7/20)

[merryghoul]

Patsy was not expecting to still be in Nonnatus House the week the fog struck the United Kingdom. She couldn’t work her old routes, as they were already reassigned to the other midwives and nuns. She settled with helping prepare items the nuns and midwives needed for their routes.

Delia was still on Patsy’s mind more than ever. She managed to get her tasks done, but she was still bored.

Trixie approached Patsy. “My route’s very long today. Would you like to accompany me? I’d really like the company today.”

“Are you going past the hospital?”

Trixie nodded.

“I’m in.”