Day 2 - Forget

It was just another normal day among the Dawn Brigade, the weather was pleasant and everything seemed relatively at peace for the moment. The sun looked as if it was smiling down on them, and everybody seemed to be in a good mood, really. So there they were, taking a well-deserved rest in the first week of spring. And it really was evident that is was finally that particular season- The flowers were in full bloom in the fields, birds chirping away to their heart's content. And there just so happened to be someone sitting among them, weaving a flower crown of sorts. And not necessarily succeeding, either, but he seemed content with trying what Micaiah had shown him once.

That someone was Leonardo. He fiddled with a few stems, thinking one flower looked slightly misplaced-

And as soon as he nudged it, the entire thing just- Well, fell apart. The archer sighed. His speciality was carving, not weaving. But still, it was enjoyable every now and then. And it isn't every day one finds flowers as nice as these. But flower crowns weren't the reason he was here in the first place. The blond was waiting.

For someone, of course.

Possibly to make more out of their free day, and maybe- just maybe- to give the person he was waiting for the flower crown if he ever finished the blasted thing.

"I do hope he hasn't forgotten." he grumbled. "But then again, it would be typical for him." Leonardo emitted a soft laugh, before returning to the flowers that had just fallen out of his hands.

"Really, where is Edward at?"

Said boy seemed to be contemplating something as he stared at a bug crossing the path. All day, he felt like he had forgotten something important, and he couldn't find Leonardo anywhere, possibly the only person able to give him pointers to what exactly he had forgotten. Drat. Edward pouted, kneeling down and nudging the little beetle along with a finger, hoping it wouldn't get trampled later, before heading off to find his blond companion.

Wait.

Maybe the archer had something to do with this thing he was forgetting? Hmm...

He tapped his chin, still wondering. Before a small, single, golden-yellow flower caught his eye. Then he remembered.

"SHIT!"

I might be getting the hang of this. Leonardo held up the finished flower crown and inspected it. Sure, it looked dodgy and slightly crushed here and there, but all in all, it was a success, for his terrible flower-arranging skills, that is.

And Edward still hadn't arrived. The blond was now beginning to worry that the brunet actually forgot about the rendezvous. Amazing. He sighed in a frustrated manner.

Grumbling an "I should go look for him.", he made to stand up when he heard a rather loud yelp of profanity and rustling in the bushes near the path. The archer rolled his eyes.

Speak of the devil.

Edward burst out of the undergrowth, sticks caught in his messy hair and breathing heavily, before tackling Leonardo. He'd obviously run to get here.

"Am I late to the party?" the myrmidon wheezed, still half-lying on the other, too exhausted to get up for now. The latter couldn't help but laugh slightly, even though he had just been bowled over.

"Very."

He rolled off and sat up, trying to get the twigs out of his brown locks. "Sorry." he muttered apologetically.

Leonardo sat up as well with a huff, and scooted over to assist. "Well, you're here now, right? I was afraid you forgot completely."

A chuckle was heard from Edward. "Well, I kind of- sort of- did at first, but hey, you're right. I remembered, after all!"

The two balanced each other well. Leonardo was one to remember items and schedules, but he needed help for memories.

Edward forgot things easily, but the one thing he doesn't is memories.