Floral Scent
"I had to make an emergency landing," he says sheepishly. "Into a field of rather pungent flowers."
She pulls a green stem out from his wings. "You crashed, you mean."
"I'm not sure I would put it quite like that…it was really more of a semi-controlled descent."
"You crashed." There is a definite smirk playing on her lips now and he ducks his head in embarrassment. "Well, it's bath time for you, Rover. That stench is unbelievable."
"I thought I might just allow it to wear off…"
"Bath. Now."
"Yes, dear."
"If you're a good boy, I might even help."
A/N: 100 words; written for the prompt 'Floral scent'.