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Flower -7

Flower
Ivan was wandering around looking for his “little sunflower” with an actual sunflower in his hand. ‘I wonder where she’s gone...’ The girl he was searching for was in a flower garden not far from the Russian’s home in the large greenhouse she looked after for him, searching for a flower to give him.
“Maybe...a sunflower? Well, I know he likes them, but doesn’t he get bored of me giving him them? Maybe a rose? No, some- AH!” She yelped as she was lifted into the air.
“I found you, eheh!” Ivan declared happily hugging her.
“Oh! I-Ivan, I was just hoping-I wanted to give you a f-flow-token of my-my appreciation and gratitude-” Ivan put her down and kissed her forehead,
“I don’t need one, you’re the only flower I need, silly.” She blushed and nodded, “And I wanted to give you a sunflower, because you are my little sunflower.”
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Sorry it's short and kind of crappy. The next one with be a continuation of Blood, and it'll be a lot longer than this.