Branch paced in the top floor of his bunker, doing what he knows he does best in times when he knows it doesn't help.

Overthinking.

"Okay," he mutters to himself. "Here's the plan." he says as he quickly starts listing thinks off in his head. "First, I'm going to get them by themselves. Shouldn't be too hard since they're the ruler around here. Then I'll pull out their favourite flower. A Rainbow Poppy. Perfect for them. Beautiful, perfect, shining, the most prettiest thing I ever did see... kind, smart, goofy, naive in all the adorable ways-" he lists off, thinking about you more than the flower.

"Whaaaaatcha talking about?" you peek your head in through the door.

Branch screams like a girl and jumps, clearing his throat and turning around. "Nothing!"