Licorice hated Gingerbrave and his friends. well, he hated most people. But them especially… but you… he didn't hate as much… or at all…

which he didn't know what to do with that. He thought you were… tolerable and kind of pretty and...

…eventually, he decided to do something about it. So here he was, watching you as you had paused to look at something on your walk. He was holding a small bundle of white flowers... he wasn't sure what to do now, as it's not like... he's done this before.

as you turned to continue his walk… you felt something hit the back of your head… as licorice had panicked and chucked them at you… like some kindergartener chucking rocks at a girl he likes...

"..."

...whoops.