Garden Incident

Reaping Sea was working in his garden somewhere in the near of the village. His small garden was filled with all kinds of plants, some useful, others just flowers, and in between all of them, he grew some poison jokes.
He was just plucking some weeds from in between his flowers when he suddenly heard some buzzing behind him.
He looked up, annoyed by the fact that someone dared to come to him.
But when he looked behind him, his eyes widened. A parasprite innocently flew towards his flowers.
He immediately jumped towards the parasprite, his cane lifted up to the ground creature. "Don't you dare eat just one of my plants!"
The parasprites stopped in his tracks and looked with his big eyes towards Reaping Sea. Then, it blinked and suddenly dashed to one of his flowers, a turquoise one. It opened it's mouth far, but before it could eat the flower, Reaping Sea had already quite literally thrown away the parasprite using his magic. "NO, not that one!!"
He hissed at the parasprite as he watched it fly away. Of course, it had to pick the most important flower of them all!
He looked back at the flower, with it's big and fluffy leaves. It was a flower that his wife Lagoona had gifted him and he took very special care of it. It also actually looked a lot like her.
"It's coming back," Cat warned with a serious voice.
Reaping Sea swung his head around. Indeed, there was a parasprite coming and it seemed to be the same.
Reaping Sea jumped again towards it, this time angrily pointing at it with his cane and thus undermining his words, "You are NOT going to get any food from me! Hush, go away!"
His loud voice scared the parasprite and its eyes grew even bigger, before it quickly turned around and flew away fast.
Satisfied with himself, he turned back to his garden. He never has had problems with parasprites so far, why now?
"Now, back to the flowers," he said and started looking for weeds again.
It didn't take long until Cat reported, "It's coming back. And this time, there are more."
"What?!" He swung around and his jaw fell down. Cat was right: the parasprite did return. And it brought its friends.
"Oh no, not with me." He used his magic to bend some branches of the trees surrounding them to create a barrier. But the parasprites just are their way through it. "Dang, they eat fast."
"There has to be a way to get rid of them," Cat said and sounded thoughtful.
The first parasprites already flew through the holes in his barrier.
"Not so fast!" He called and pointed with his cane right onto the first parasprite, a brown one. He almost touched it. "Give it up! I am not planning on letting ANY of you eat something!"
"You will not find any food here!" Cat added.
But the brown parasprite blinked, opened its mouth... and ate Reaping Sea's cane!
"What?!?! How could you?!" Cat exploded and went to attack the parasprite. He knew he couldn't do much, but the parasprites could see him and a tall kraken attacking them sure was a frightening view.
The brown parasprite backed away, but spit something out and towards Cat. The freshly spit out parasprite fell right through him and landed on the ground.
Reaping Sea immediately took it and threw it far away with his magic. But seeing that parasprite reminded him of something.
"Cat," he said, still angry, but also insightful, "do you remember that one incident where there was this loud music in the forest and a lit of weird parasprites flooded the forest? They were also not eating food and they were attracted to music!"
Cat returned to his side. "True! We have to get them some music!"
"And I think, I got just the thing." Reaping Sea took a wind chime from the flimsy fence around his garden and lifted it with his magic, gently moving it around so it made some sounds. The parasprites immediately adhered to it and he walked out of his garden. The parasprites followed him until he hung the wind chime on a tree where it continued to play its little song.
The parasprites danced around underneath it and had totally forgotten about Reaping Sea's garden.
He quickly retreated with a satisfied, yet sour smile. 'I'm sorry, Lagoona, your wind chime deserves more than that. But it's rather the wind chime than the flower. You can make another wind chime, but not another flower.'