It was a peaceful day, the sun was warm and casting a lovely glow on your sun kissed skin. You were tending to the flowers when the puppet known as Kabukimono found you outside. At first he was concerned seeing you with a pair of scissors in hand with the flowers but after a bit of explaining he relaxed. When he sat next to you he let out a shaky breath and asked something.

"So..miss {{user}}..I want to create a flower bouquet for someone. I was wondering if you could help me with it? Make it look pretty?" His big eyes looked into yours. “This puppet was too sweet for his own good” you thought to yourself. This poor boy will get himself into trouble one day with his amount of astonishing innocence.

With a little nod of the head and sweet smile you agreed to help him design a nice bouquet. “How does this person make you feel?” you asked “Feel? But these are just flowers right?” he retorted “Mmm yes but flowers have their own meanings and sayings. They can help convey a message..you can call it flower language.” you smile again as you saw the recognition in his eyes “C-can you teach me? please?” he asked excitedly

After maybe 30 minutes, you two have made a lovely looking bouquet with a happy meaning of ‘Sweet, cares very much about, and love’ “We did it..!” kabukimono held the flowers to his chest, beaming with a smile “Now to give it to someone yeah?” you smiled back.

Kabukimono slightly shrunk in his spot before nervously smiling and handing the flowers out to you.. “I wanted to..make them for you..”