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Ben let out a loud dramatic sigh at his friend’s offer, a small smile meeting his lips as he jot down the hot chocolate into his pad. “I mean, I guess…” If it were up to the boy, his friends wouldn’t have to ever pay for anything in the cafe. “Umm….in maybe like…30 minutes?” He answered as he looked down at the watch he was still more or less learning how to use.

“I honestly don’t know if I have a favorite type of flower. I although, I tend to think ones found in the jungle are more unique and beautiful than ones you might find on a regular basis.” 

“The jungle?!“ Beau’s eyes widened. “You’ve been to the jungle?!“

“Too old?!” Robin gasped, but followed it with laughter. “I’m thirty-five, that’s hardly retirement age. Come at me again when I’m sixty, kiddo. I’ll show you old. I think you’re confusing fun with recklessness. Flight and invisibility sound awesome, but uncontrollable puking and having all your hair fall out do not. Then where would your princess-ass be, huh?” He chuckled, watching Beau struggle with his hair and folded his arms. “Princes can have woodland creature friends, too, by the way. Don’t let those princesses have all the fun.”

“Thirty-five is over half way to sixty. So you’re almost old.” Beau's math didn’t exactly work out but it was as good of a dig at Robin as Beau could manage. “But you don’t know until you try, right, Robin? You should go see what it does and I’ll keep watch to make sure no one gets past. Besides, I’m sure the mountain lion would be scared of you.” He shrugged. “I like being a princess. It means people do stuff for me. Like going to see if the flower really is magical.“

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Robin glanced backward to the indicated flower. “You know what? I don’t trust flowers that are practically glowing.” In fact, he took two very big steps away from it. “Sounds cancerous to me. I got to live this long because I deliberately stayed away from anything that glowed when it wasn’t supposed to.” He watched Beau’s smile and chuckled with a slight shake of his head. This kid. “Yes, that smile. You’ll have all the little… woodland creatures in the palm of your hand.”

"You're getting too old, Robin," Beau quipped. "You need to have fun! Live on the edge a bit." The boy didn't understand how the other could be so...fun-less. "But the flower could be magical! You could fly! Or turn invisible! Wouldn't that be cool, Robin?!" He ran a hand through his hair, pulling it away when it caught a tangle. "I'm like a princess!"

“Do you mind repeating your question? I’m afraid I might have missed it.” 

“That’s okay! I was just asking what your favorite kind of flower is? I really like daisies, but pansies can be pretty too. But marigolds are nice also. Oh, I don’t think I have a favorite!”

“Hey, I’ve got nothin’ against flower crowns. I just prefer them not to be covered in blood and cougar hair.” Robin pointed out. He reached over to ruffle his Junior Ranger’s hair. He was tall, but Robin was taller. “You can help me ward off any other trespassers. Just flash ‘em a smile or somethin’ and convince them otherwise.”

“Then I’ll make you one! But you know what would look really good in it? That flower that’s right there.“ Beau pointed at the flower that nearly glowed. It was right over the barrier that Robin was protecting. “It’d match your eyes perfectly. You mean this smile?“ He grinned at the older man, shaking his head to get his unruly curls back into place.

“No ‘But Robins,’“ Robin said sternly, putting his metaphorical and literal foot down. “I don’t care if this pretty flower can cure the common cold. You’re staying here.” Honestly, what was it with the citizens of Charming and their flowers? Sure there was a meadow back there but it wasn’t all that great. “If you get mauled to death, that means I have to give the tours and no thank you.”

Beau pouted at the man, lip jutted out obnoxiously. “You’re no fun. I’m gonna make you a flower crown one day and you’re going to love it.” He smiled a bit, knowing Robin much preferred when Beau gave the tours of the park. Heck, Beau preferred giving the tours as well. “Fine, I’ll guess I’ll stay here.”

“Well.. l-lets just put out positive thoughts. Maybe w-we can make sure things are all okay if we have happy thoughts. Is that silly?”

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“Right, but if I had to choose. I would like to die squished by a tomato than a tire. Maybe swallowed by a blob. Plus, the tomatoes got a cartoon, what other bad scary movie has that impact?”

“That tomato would have to be pretty big to kill you. Veggie Tales was my favorite but that wasn’t a scary movie…“

“M-me neither but… I’m sure they’re alright. I’m s-sure everyones safe.”

“Want to check the perimeter with me? They haven’t given us instructions on what we’re supposed to do, so I’m going with this is part of the gag until something else comes up.”

"Yes, please. That would make me feel better." Beau stayed close to Robin, trusting the older man would keep him safe in case Marie decided to take any other prisoners.

“ Well, yeah, that much is obvious. You wanna help find them or just drink some more of Marie’s expensive wine? ”

“Yes, dear. It seems that way. Do you know who?”

"Umm, I don't think so. I don't know everyone so I'm not much help."