They soon found the orchard.
"We found it!" Rosie cheered.
However, there was a rather cranky mother bird who was not happy to see them as she left her nest to see them as she was sure they were going to come and take away her eggs.
"Uh-oh, looks like we have company." Junior said.
"Trying to steal my eggs, huh?" the bird glared at the 'trespassers'.
"What? No, we're not." Junior said.
The bird swooped all around to make them go away.
"Hey, stop, cut it out!" Franklin cried out.
"I'll show you!" the bird glared before flying toward them again.
"Stop! We don't want to steal your eggs!" Rosie told her.
"No one gets past me, you just stay away!" the bird glared as she knocked Snail off of Franklin's back.
"I didn't wanna have to do this." Junior firmly pouted before taking off Franklin's cape and trapping the bird in it.
The bird soon tried started to peck through the cape and where she even pecked Junior even if he didn't feel pain.
"I'll peck you again if you don't stay away from my eggs, you big bully!" she glared before flying back to her nest.
"Will you just listen to us for five minutes?!" Junior groaned.
"This must be the Guardian of the Tree." Franklin said to Snail, Junior, and Rosie.
"No, she's a mother bird protecting her eggs." Rosie said.
"Listen, Miss, we don't want your eggs." Junior said to the mother bird.
"Well then, who are you?" the bird asked. "Where are you from? What do you want?"
"This must be a test to see if you're a worthy knight." Snail whispered to Franklin.
"Should we tell them that the story is just a story?" Junior whispered to Rosie.
"Not everyone is as sharp as we are at this age." Rosie said.
Junior sighed. "You do have a point, thanks to Momo and her friends, we are pretty intelligent for Kindergartners and even read in fourth grade levels."'
"True." Rosie agreed.
"I'm Franklin: The Green Knight from Woodland, and this is Squire Snail." Franklin began to introduce.
"Hi!" Snail beamed.
"And these are my helpers, Junior and Rosie," Franklin then continued. "We come from a place it is still winter. We seek cherry blossoms from your tree."
"O, Guardian." Snail bowed while Junior and Rosie rolled their eyes slightly.
"What's with this guardian stuff? I'm Mrs. Warbler." the bird replied.
"So you're not the Guardian of the Tree?" Snail asked.
"Well, I'm guarding my eggs and they are in this tree," Mrs. Warbler replied. "I guess you could call me that. Why do you want the cherry blossoms?"
"With these blossoms, I will bring Spring to Woodland, then everyone will think I'm the greatest and the bravest and pay attention to me." Franklin replied.
"Doesn't that sentence you just said sound familiar, Franklin?" Rosie asked out of disappointment.
"She's right," Snail added. "That's not a very good reason for wanting the blossoms, Franklin."
"Yes, but-" Franklin was about to say.
"You're acting just like the Green Knight did in the story, selfish!" Rosie firmly put her hands on her hips. "And Franklin, I'm sorry, but the Green Knight is just a story, you can only let nature run its course if you want Spring to come!"
"Rosie's right." Junior said.
"Hold on, is this gonna take long?" Mrs. Warbler spoke up. "It's lunchtime and I'm mighty peckish."
"Go ahead, ma'am, we'll watch your eggs for you." Junior told the bird.
Mrs. Warbler nodded and then flew off. Junior soon climbed the tree and watched over the eggs. He smiled down to the three eggs as they weren't being hatched just yet.
Rosie soon heard something coming. "Is someone there?" she asked before turning around with Snail and they were soon being ambushed by someone.
"IT'S THE DRAGON!" Snail panicked.
"Dragon?" Franklin and Junior asked.
The animal behind them curled up into a ball after screaming.
"I'm coming, Snail!" Franklin charged with his sword and glared to the ball. "Halt, dragon!"
"Wait, Franklin, that's not a dragon, it's an armadillo." Rosie smiled.
"I've always wanted to meet one!" Junior felt instantly excited.
"So, it's not a dragon?" Snail asked.
"No, it's an armadillo and he appears to be lost." Rosie said as the young armadillo soon began to whimper.
"And he looks like he's scared." Junior frowned.
"Oh, it's okay, little guy..." Rosie soothed.
The young armadillo whimpered, he couldn't seem to speak yet.
"He must be a baby." Rosie guessed.
"Don't worry, we won't hurt you." Junior soothed the armadillo.
"Hey, you!" an older armadillo came out with a glare. "Leave my baby brother alone! Are you okay?"
The younger armadillo silently nodded to him.
"You tell my baby brother you're sorry for scaring him!" the armadillo glared.
"We didn't mean to." Junior said.
"Yeah, he scared my friend!" Franklin replied, referring to Snail.
"What's that?" the older armadillo asked.
"It's my sword, it's only paper..." Franklin said, but the baby armadillo whimpered in fear of the weapon and seemed to nuzzle up against Rosie.
"Don't worry, Franklin's sword won't hurt you." Rosie assured the baby armadillo.
"Yeah, it's only paper." Franklin said before tapping himself on the head with his sword which made his helmet slide down slightly and cover his eyes.
That caused for Rosie to giggle a bit.
"See?" Franklin smiled as he looked to the armadillos again.
"Well, you should be careful with that thing." the older armadillo scolded and grabbed a hold of the sword.
"No!" Franklin glared at him.
"You could poke someone's eye out!" the older armadillo continued.
"LEAVE MY FRANKLIN ALONE!" Snail yelled out.
The older armadillo soon let go of Franklin's sword.
Franklin slipped slightly back into the snow. "We thought your brother was a dragon."
"A dragon, are you kidding?" the armadillo asked as the baby one looked around curiously.
"We got off on the wrong foot," Junior said. "I'm Junior, this is Rosie, and that's Franklin and Snail."
"Sorry if we scared your brother." Franklin said.
"Yeah, sorry." Snail added.
"That's okay, I'm Armadillo," The older armadillo said before cleaning the his little brother's forehead. "I told you not to run off while I searched for ants."
"But I was hungwy." Little Armadillo pouted.
"Would you like some cookies?" Franklin offered as he took out a bag. "These ones have flies in them."
Little Armadillo smiled as he soon went up to the bag and took out one of the cookies.
"What do you say?" Armadillo prompted his baby brother.
"Thank you." Little Armadillo smiled politely.
"You're welcome." Franklin smiled back.
Little Armadillo soon ate the cookie and soon began to have fun. The others giggled and chuckled, amused with Little Armadillo's antics. Little Armadillo even put Snail on his back and gave him a ride.
"You like taking care of your baby brother, don't you?" Junior asked Armadillo. "My big sister likes taking care of me and I love it when she does."
"Sure, I guess." Armadillo said as he found some ants in a log.
Junior and Rosie flinched slightly from the bugs since they didn't normally eat them.
"You know, I'm going to be a big brother soon." Franklin said to his new friend.
"No kidding!" Armadillo smiled before he licked the ants off of his hand.
"Bet your parents spend more time with the baby than with you." Franklin frowned to Armadillo.
"Babies are pretty helpless," Armadillo said as he tried to find the ant that got away as it scattered around his arm. "They need the attention."
Franklin sighed, not sure what to say to that.
"Are you worried that your parents won't have time for you when the baby comes?" Armadillo asked.
"I guess I am kind of a little worried..." Franklin admitted.
"That's okay." Armadillo said.
Franklin sighed and hung his head.
Armadillo licked a couple more ants before thinking of something. "Hey, who do you love more? Your mom or your dad?"
"That's a silly question; I love them both!" Franklin glared.
"Exactly, and my parents have enough love for both me and my little brother," Armadillo replied. "You have nothing to worry about."
"This reminds me of a story that Mo and her friends told me," Junior said. "They once met this boy named David who ran away from home because his step-mother was going to have a baby and he was worried that the baby would replace him."
"Really?" Franklin asked.
"That sounds like it's quite the story, but we better get going," Armadillo said as he hopped off the log after eating all of the ants. "Mom will be looking for us." he then took Snail off of his baby brother's back and handed him to Rosie.
"It was nice meeting you, Armadillo." Rosie smiled as she held Snail in her hands.
"It was nice meet you all too." Armadillo smiled back.
Little Armadillo then stood up and took his big brother's hand and walked off with him.
"Good luck, guys!" Armadillo waved as he then went back home with his baby brother.
"Thanks, Armadillo!" Franklin called back.
"Bye!" Little Armadillo waved.
"Are you actually worried once the baby is born that your parents won't have time for you, Franklin?" Snail asked.
Franklin sniffled as he wiped a tear from his eye. "Uh-huh..."
"That's funny," Snail smiled. "'Cuz I was kinda worried too."
"You were?" Franklin asked.
"I thought you'd be too busy being a big brother to be my friend." Snail explained.
"That's not going to happen, Snail," Franklin soothed. "Sure, sometimes I'll be busy with the baby, but we'll always be friends."
"That's right." Junior nodded.
"And you'll always be the bravest and greatest to me, Franklin." Snail promised Franklin.
Rosie and Junior smiled to that tender moment.
"Mm-mm, that hit the spot!" Mrs. Warbler soon came back. "First worm of the season, DEE-LISH!" She soon landed on the branch and saw her eggs all warmed up. "I see you took good care of my eggs." She then smiled to Junior as he sat on the branch next to the nest.
"Yes, we better get going now." Franklin said with a small frown.
"But Franklin, what about the cherry blossoms?" Snail asked.
"I don't deserve any blossoms," Franklin told Snail as he put him on his shoulder. "You were right, Snail, I was acting like the Green Knight. Selfish."
Mrs. Warbler wished she could help as they went off, but wasn't sure how to until she got an idea. "Wait!" she then flew on a branch in front of them. "I thought you wanted to bring Spring to Woodland?"
"I do, everyone in Woodland is so worried about Spring not coming, I wish they didn't have to worry anymore." Franklin replied.
"Well now, that's a very unselfish thing to ask for." Mrs. Warbler smiled.
"Very unselfish." Junior smiled in agreement as he got down from the tree.
"It is?" Franklin asked in surprise.
"Yes!" Snail agreed.
"I'd say you've proven yourself more than worthy," Mrs. Warbler smiled to the turtle, she then flew up high in the sky. "O, Green Knight, as Guardian of the Tree, I give you permission to take as many cherry blossoms as you need!"
"Thank you, Guardian." Rosie smiled.
Franklin sniffed the cherry blossom before picking them.