Grumbling as his mood turned a tad sour, he sat up, flicking Fran’s forehead as hard as he could when he got the chance.
“Un-cute Froggy…” He growled, although carefully moved the younger from his lap onto the grass next to him; Standing up, he then brushed the loose blades from his body and made his way over to the two folded coats. Picking up his own, he shrugged it on, taking Fran’s over to him and dropping it onto him.
“Hm…” A quiet sigh left his lips, before he plucked the flower crown from Fran’s head and took it over to the middle of the flower field; Then, taking out one of the curved blades he carried around, stabbed the piece of metal in the ground and gently wrapping the make-shift crown around it.
“Now everyone will know that this is the Prince and Froggy’s place!” He turned round, looking rather pleased with himself as a wide grin adorned his face.
“Ow–!!” The poor frog yelped before he raised a hand to rub at his sore forehead. “That’s mean, senpai. And you were so sweet earlier too…”
Without another word, the boy got up and slid on his coat, buttoning it up swiftly before dusting himself off. He blinked, wondering what the prince was up to with his flower crown. Fran watched as he followed closely behind, the two walking further into the field. The tealette stared in confusion when a knife was planted into the ground, but soon enough he understood, and he couldn’t help but smile softly at the sweet yet childish idea. “I’m sure they’ll know.” He hummed gleefully, swinging his arms behind his back.
(Source: lllussionist)
