Theo, standing, carefully balanced on his chair, attempted to bury the new plant. He had made a little hole with his hands, and put the roots in. Unfortunately he hadn't made a big enough hole, so it overspilled a bit. He pulled it back out again and made the hole slightly bigger. He smiled when it fitted perfectly. "I fink it looks pretty Sir," he smiled, wiping mud onto his face, as he itched his nose, "It doesn't look like normal plants. It looks small and special."