So there was someone else in the flower shop. An eyebrow raised at the curiously cowering supposed owner who had risen from beneath the counter.
Dirk turned to make sure his potentially frightening Ursaring hadn’t followed him in only to find Heidi, his Flabebe, poking at the remaining chimes, causing a couple more to fall and shatter much to her delight.
"Ugh. I hope those weren’t important." The flabebe only giggled. Dirk sighed to himself and felt a couple pairs of eyes digging into the back of his head. "Nice flowers by the way, Mr. … no, Miss… ?"
Well that wasn’t the best of greetings. In an awkward silence, he turned and attempted to locate a broom of sorts only to step on a small flowering put with a crunch.
His flowers!!!
Gin dashed out and around his counter and used all his strength to push Dirk off the pot of flowers that he just crushed, perhaps hoping that he could salvage the damage. But it was too late. The flowers were completely ruined along with the pretty pot that came with it. He almost felt like crying as he looked at the dead tulips.
He shifted his head towards Dirk and stood up abruptly. " Look what you did ! You killed these poor flowers ! I don't mind you breaking my bells, but my flowers is a whole different matter !! " he shouted angrily. But before he knew it, he clammed himself up again, holding himself and looking down at his feet. He almost forgot who he was talking to. "I...I..I'm sorry.....I'll..uuh..." He closed his eyes, tensing himself as if he was about to get slapped or punched for his outburst.
