"Oh, Piiiiiiiper!" Finn called, drawing out the 'i' in an annoying way as he poked his head into the bridge.
"What is it, Finn?" Piper questioned, not even glancing up from her map of Terra Tranqua.
"Look what just arrived!" he smirked, pulling his entire body into the room with his hands behind his back.
Aerrow huffed from his spot beside Piper at the work table. He knew what this meant.
"Another one?" she asked exasperatedly, swiveling around to look at Finn.
"From your secret admirer!" Finn confirmed gleefully, bringing his hands out from behind his back to produce a bouquet of yellow chrysanthemums.
"Not again!" Aerrow exclaimed as he threw his hands up in the air, clearly irked.
"Just put them with the others," Piper sighed, waving her hand nonchalantly. The blonde did as she asked and chucked the bouquet onto a mountain of identical ones that sat in the corner of the bridge.
"Who the heck keeps sending you flowers?!" Aerrow grumbled as he glared at the floral mound, as if trying to burn them away with his eyes alone.
"There was a note, too!" Finn added, ignoring the redhead's question. He handed Piper a slightly bent piece of paper.
The girl unfolded it to reveal a red ink blot in the shape of a heart above her crudely written name that she had become accustom to from this mystery person.
"I wonder who this guy is . . . " Piper trailed off, lost in her own thoughts.
Aerrow merely growled in response as he swept out of the bridge, quite irritated. As the Sky Knight entered his room and the door slid shut behind him, he just missed Radarr hiding a red inkpot in the desk drawer . . .
Don't ask me where Radarr would get so many flowers, because I have absolutely no clue.
By the way, yellow chrysanthemums mean 'secret admirer'. Review!... More Cartoon Sex Stories...
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