Author note: I included some of my personal hcs in this:
a) that all lemon people/creatures have sharp teeth like Lemongrab. Even if it makes no sense for them to have them. Lemon people are pretty unnerving and generally weird so it makes sense to me at least.
b) Too Young showed that lg1 had terrible close range vision (as does too old) and as he has one of his eyes, lg3 has one really bad eye. And as Lemongrab really likes old style fashions and the antique aesthetic in general... I hc him to wear a monocle for reading. LSP makes fun of his for it.

Also while we only see lg3 ride the lemon camel I like to think lg2's pegasus is still around somewhere.

Lemongrab was flying over the woods leading to the candy Kingdom on the pegasus when he saw a flash of purple on the ground below. He tugged at the reigns so that the lemon creature would swerve downwards, guiding it to where he'd seen it. They landed on the ground. He got off so quickly he nearly fell off and ran, excitedly, to where he'd seen the smear of colour from, thinking it was LSP.

Instead he found a clearing full of purple crocuses. The lemon pegasus went to gingerly bite one of the flowers so Lemongrab slapped him away. "No no bad. Not food." He said sternly, "Here, have a sugar cube." Lemongrab tossed one of the sugar cubes he always carried into the pegasus' mouth of razor sharp teeth. Lemongrab scratched his ears while he chewed it and kept looking at the purple flowers.

Their petals were slightly ruffling in the breeze, showing the velvety, warm coloured insides of their flower heads. He touched one of them curiously and felt drops of that morning's rain shower unstick from the petals, coldly prickling his finger. Mesmerised, he knelt down next to the edge of the flower bed.

They were the exact same colour as her. Each one was a beautiful, vibrant shade of purple with an orange crown inside- just like her star. No wonder he'd mistaken them for her- she was just as pretty as a cute little flower after all, so it made sense. He wondered whether she would like them. As a present.

He'd never actually gotten her flowers before, would it be… acceptable if he did?

He was going to the Candy Kingdom for a diplomatic meeting with other rulers, and he could pick some for her and give her them at the meeting. While it was true that a lemon gives by taking, maybe this time a lemon could give by giving? If she was even there of course. She never attended diplomatic meetings because apparently they were "lumping lame", and he didn't want to embarrass himself by turning up with flowers but no princess to give them to.

It could even end out that one of the other princesses might think he liked her. From what LSP had told him about what happened to her ex boyfriend Johnnie and the jealousy issues she had, that could end disastrously.

He was about to take one last look at the beautiful oasis of purple blooms before heading off when he saw something. There was a white shape lying in the middle of the flowers. Maybe it was a different flower like an orchid, or something else?

Lemongrab tied the lemon pegasus to a nearby branch and went to have a closer look. He knew from what remained of his memories and from what other people had told him that the first Earl had been farsighted to the point where reading was almost impossible for him, and as he'd inherited one of the first Earl's eyes when he was stitched together he also had poor vision.

He squinted his bad eye as he tried to examine the white thing he'd found but it was no use. It was just a blurry smudge of white. He was forced to rummage in his pocket for the monocle he'd been given by Doctor Princess. The second Earl of Lemongrab hadn't been around long enough for his eyesight to significantly deteriorate, meaning Lemongrab's other eye worked perfectly and glasses didn't help. He clipped the monocle into place and his heart sank to discover that someone had littered.

There was a crumpled piece of lined paper on the forest floor. He angrily picked it up, about to stuff it in his trouser pocket when he wondered why someone had thrown this away. Maybe the culprit had even signed their name so he could hunt them down and give them a dungeon sentence.

He uncrumpled the paper and adjusted his monocle to read it:

Dearest Lemongrab,

"Huh?" He said stupidly and widened his eyes so his monocle fell off. Having fixed it back into place he continued reading, fascinated by what was going on here. Dearest? What on Ooo?

The rest of the letter was illegible as the writing had been crossed out and scribbled over. With NO NO NO! angrily scratched into the paper so hard a puncture had been left by the pen.

It was unfinished as well as illegible. There was no name signed. But it was easy enough to figure out who could have written this.

There were a total of three people on the planet who would ever even think of saying something like this to him. The first two earls, who had often called each other "dearest brother", were both dead. Which left only one person…

And he knew exactly who she was.

Lemongrab tenderly folded the letter and tucked it into his breast pocket- which was the one closest to his heart. Any feelings of anger or disgust he had at the littering criminal disappeared and were replaced with warmth. The paper's dryness suggested it had been dropped in the afternoon- after the shower- so it was recent. So she was probably still here.

He gave his steed another sugar cube and skipped into the wood to look for his girlfriend.

Author note: Thank you for reading the first half of this! I've decided I'm going to try and publish something every day as this quarantine is really getting me down and I imagine the current situation is making everyone else sad too- so I hope I was able to cheer someone up with this!

Expect the next half either later today or tomorrow!