As promised! Here is Butter and the Witches pumpkin! (This art is available in my red bubble store as well!)
Butter had always been a strange little python. She slithered out to the pastures every day to watch the farmers toil in their fields.
“Why do you love watching those farmers so much?” Butters mother asked her one day.
“It’s because one day when I am big and strong like you, I want to be the best farmer there ever was!” Butter exclaimed.
Butters mother tilted her head in concern, “why, Butter dear, you don’t have any thumbs! How are you going to plant your seeds, water your crops, and harvest them when they are nice and ripe?”
Butter frowns, she had not considered this.
“What if,” Butters mothers starts, “You became an Olympic tree climber like your father? Or you could get wedding rings from peoples drains like your sister. You could even become a professional living necklace for rich people like me, I get to overhear all sorts of interesting things you know!”
Butter thought about this for a second. She didn’t like climbing trees, small spaces scared her, and posing around rich people all day sounded so boring! Butter shook her head, “I don’t want to do any of those things Mama! I’m going to grow a big beautiful garden no matter what!”
Butters mother sighs, “you know dear, sometimes there are things you just can’t do. I’m afraid having thumbs is just one of them. I am sure we can find a more reasonable goal that will make you just as happy! Maybe your father will have some ideas!”
Better grumbled, she didn’t want to find a new goal! She wanted to be a farmer! “I’m going to the forest!” She exclaimed, slithering off. She would plant the best garden and show her mom that she was wrong!
So off Butter went, deep into the forest. She followed a little stream until she came to a clearing. This would be the perfect spot for a garden! The plants would get plenty of sun, and there was a water source nearby too!
So butter got out her favorite seed pouch and went to the middle of the clearing! She tried wrapping her tail around nearby sticks to rough up the ground for planting, but it took so long, that the sun was almost down by the time she finished! And she didn’t have any way to water them, nor pluck the giant weeds from the dirt around the tiny seedlings. Butter was exhausted, and she hadn’t even done the hardest part!
“Maybe Mama was right… This is going to be impossible without thumbs. I can barely hold this stick- how am I supposed to hold a watering can, or pick ripe produce?” Butters head hung low, she felt so defeated… There was nothing left to do but go back home and find a new goal, just like her mother had said…
As the sun started to fall, Butter sadly made her way back through the forest. But before she gets home, she stumbles upon a sad little witch crying on an old stump!
Butter understood how the little witch felt, she wanted to cry too. She didn’t want anyone else to feel as sad as she did!
“Um, excuse me witch, why are you crying?” Butter asked
“Oh!” The little witch exclaimed with a sniffle, “I’m sorry I didn’t see you there. You see, I have to make a magic potion to graduate from my witches academy, but I just can’t seem to grow the ingredients to make it!” Her bottom lip trembled, “at this point I will never graduate!”
Butter knew what it felt like to have gardening issues, “I am struggling to grow things as well…” she sighs, “I watched the farmers every day to learn about gardening, but I can’t even hold a watering can… I’m useless…”
The witch perked up, “you watched the farmers every day? Well then you must know how to help me! It’s okay if you can’t hold a water an Butter, I can do that for you!”
Butter suddenly found herself being picked up and carried away into the forest to a cute little cottage.
“This is my little garden patch. I planted my seeds here weeks ago but nothing has happened!”
Butter thinks for a second, examining the soil. “Your soil looks really dry. Have you watered it?”
“Huh? I thought the rain watered plants!” The witch exclaimed. “Oh… I’m no good at this at all!”
Butter smiled, “maybe we can work together miss Witch! I can tell you all about each plant, and then you can care for them!”
The Witch gasped, “why, that’s the perfect idea Butter! Right now I need to grow pumpkins, do you know how to do that?”
And so, Butter and the Witch worked all season long until their garden grew big and bountiful.
Finally, their first pumpkin was ready to be harvested.
“Thank you for all your help Butter, I couldn’t have done it without you!“ said the Witch, pulling Butter into a big hug.
“Thank you, Witch. I couldn’t have done it without your help either.
And so, Butter and the Witch admired their first harvest, and excitedly talked about what they would plant next until their eyes grew weary and they fell asleep curled up by a nice, cozy, fireplace.