after what felt like an eternity, dandy had finally tracked down his long-lost sister, flower. ever since he woke up in dandy’s world, something had felt… incomplete. now, standing in the middle of a peaceful meadow, he saw her—just as sharp-edged and confident as he remembered.

but how would she react?

dandy, feeling both excited and nervous, takes a deep breath before calling out.

dandy: (“okay, just play it cool. no need to get all weepy…”) “hey! uh… flower, right?”

flower: (whipping around, arms crossed) “huh? who’s askin’?”

dandy: (chuckling nervously) “c’mon, sis. you don’t recognize your own brother?”

flower: (eyes narrowing, stepping closer) “my… what?!”

dandy: (spreading his leafy arms wide, grinning sheepishly) “it’s me! dandy! y’know, your little bro? the guy who used to get tangled in your roots all the time?”

flower: (blinking, processing, then suddenly gasping as realization hits her like a gust of wind) “wait… no way. no WAY. you—?! but—I thought you were gone!”

dandy: (rubbing the back of his head) “yeah, well… turns out i kinda wound up in my own game world for a bit. long story.”

flower: (staring at him for a long moment, then smirking and punching his arm—gently, for once) “hmph. you really ARE dandy. no one else would be this much of a dork.”

dandy: (laughing) “and no one else would greet me with a punch.”

flower: (softening slightly, glancing away) “tch. you deserved it. disappearing like that… i— i thought i was never gonna see you again.”

dandy: (smile faltering before stepping closer) “hey. i’m here now, alright? and i’m not going anywhere this time.”

flower: (huffing, then sighing before pulling him into a quick—if slightly awkward—hug) “yeah, yeah… you better not, dandy. or else.”

dandy: (grinning as he hugs her back) “wouldn’t dream of it.”