Are ya here to gawk at the camp, or ask me somethin'? Lemme know so I can decide what to do with ya real quick! || RP/Ask Blog for Belle and her Gang. Heavily headcanon based! ~☆~
"You let the horses run free, making us have to round 'em back up. You keep stealing Tara's Cards, poisoned our water supply and you've given away the camp's location...twice!" Belle scolded.
She paused and looked aside. "Damn, you still got more gold stars than Sam? He's slackin'."
Belle shook her head. "Look, all you have to do is help us cause trouble, not cause trouble for us!"
"Colette's servin' time for what she did! 'Til she apologizes genuinely she can stay put. This is between me and her, so consider this a fair warnin', R-T, and the only one."
Ok first of all, don’t threaten me. Secondly, I think your being a bit petty here. It’s a dumb prank, no need to keep her for literal months. It’s clear to me that she is sorry for it, but it seems I underestimated your stubbornness.
Look if you feel like she still needs to be there fine, but release her soon. You kept her from her post long enough.
"Go cry about it." Belle dismissed the bulk of the robot's spiel. "She's fine. The Kid just doesn't get to blog."
Belle took a swig of the fruity drink she had. She pushed her glasses up and glared suspiciously. "Wait a minute. Speakin' of, how'd you even know she was here?"
R-T’s screen glitched at the first statement, but he rolled his eyes at the second one.
‘And I thought Sam was the dumb one…’ R-T thought as he watched Belle continue to glare at the security camera he let her see so they can communicate properly. Maybe it was because she was in a bathing suit or because he was behind a screen in his watchtower, but it wasn’t as intimidating as Belle thought it was. Not that he would say that out loud.
“Need I remind you that I have cameras everywhere?” R-T said and to really drive home that point he let around five or so cameras become unhidden from their spots. One was in the outdoor bar that Barely was working at today and when it suddenly appeared, it spooked the poor bot and almost made him drop the bottle of alcohol he was holding. Another appeared from underneath the pool Belle was in and was comically wearing goggles and a snorkel. He left them exposed for a second or two longer before he retracted them back to their original spots.
R-T couldn’t help but feel a since of pride when he saw a brief look of shock on Belle’s face that she quickly hid with a more natural face. Sometimes, he loved his job.
“That and with the very obvious lack of a hyperactive fan girl running around the park and a bit of process of elimination, it’s not hard to figure out where she went.” he simply stated.
Oh, she was more than mildly annoyed now. Belle put her prescribed sunglasses back on with a sour frown.
“You bozo,” she swiped her right arm towards the camera that floated in front of her, dousing it in a good amount of water.
Yeah, her guess was that it was waterproof. But it’s the principle of letting R-T know just how little she cared for him. Juvenile, sure, but guess what? She didn’t care!
“I meant that since you barely came to talk to me about this, that means you just found out about it, didn’t you? You’re slackin’.” Belle said, to purposely dig at him while she thought about the fact.
Obviously she didn’t tip R-T off.. Sam wouldn’t either. Knowingly.
“COLETTE.” She called out. “Get over here!”
Colette raised her head from the phone she stole borrowed from Sam and got up from the beach chair she was sitting in to walk up to Belle.
"Are you giving me my phone back???"
After getting close enough to Belle, she tries to think of how to hide the phone, only to end up getting distracted and running into Sam, falling face first next to Belle with the phone on hand.
"Oow!" As if tasting the ground wasn't bothering her, Colette simply looked up at Belle. "Can I get my phone back!!!??? Give me my phone baaack."
Belle wasn’t impressed. “For the hundredth time, no.”
“Oop, you okay?” Sam was walking over, because it looked like the weird camera was bothering Belle. He didn’t mean to knock down Colette. But then, he saw a glimpse of the phone in the girl’s hand. “Hey. Is that--?”
Belle’s sharp gaze followed to what Sam was starting to point out. “Ah-ha! So you were the one who invited this nosy nimrod over! I told you that you were grounded!”
"Colette's servin' time for what she did! 'Til she apologizes genuinely she can stay put. This is between me and her, so consider this a fair warnin', R-T, and the only one."
Ok first of all, don’t threaten me. Secondly, I think your being a bit petty here. It’s a dumb prank, no need to keep her for literal months. It’s clear to me that she is sorry for it, but it seems I underestimated your stubbornness.
Look if you feel like she still needs to be there fine, but release her soon. You kept her from her post long enough.
"Go cry about it." Belle dismissed the bulk of the robot's spiel. "She's fine. The Kid just doesn't get to blog."
Belle took a swig of the fruity drink she had. She pushed her glasses up and glared suspiciously. "Wait a minute. Speakin' of, how'd you even know she was here?"
R-T’s screen glitched at the first statement, but he rolled his eyes at the second one.
‘And I thought Sam was the dumb one…’ R-T thought as he watched Belle continue to glare at the security camera he let her see so they can communicate properly. Maybe it was because she was in a bathing suit or because he was behind a screen in his watchtower, but it wasn’t as intimidating as Belle thought it was. Not that he would say that out loud.
“Need I remind you that I have cameras everywhere?” R-T said and to really drive home that point he let around five or so cameras become unhidden from their spots. One was in the outdoor bar that Barely was working at today and when it suddenly appeared, it spooked the poor bot and almost made him drop the bottle of alcohol he was holding. Another appeared from underneath the pool Belle was in and was comically wearing goggles and a snorkel. He left them exposed for a second or two longer before he retracted them back to their original spots.
R-T couldn’t help but feel a since of pride when he saw a brief look of shock on Belle’s face that she quickly hid with a more natural face. Sometimes, he loved his job.
“That and with the very obvious lack of a hyperactive fan girl running around the park and a bit of process of elimination, it’s not hard to figure out where she went.” he simply stated.
Oh, she was more than mildly annoyed now. Belle put her prescribed sunglasses back on with a sour frown.
“You bozo,” she swiped her right arm towards the camera that floated in front of her, dousing it in a good amount of water.
Yeah, her guess was that it was waterproof. But it’s the principle of letting R-T know just how little she cared for him. Juvenile, sure, but guess what? She didn’t care!
“I meant that since you barely came to talk to me about this, that means you just found out about it, didn’t you? You’re slackin’.” Belle said, to purposely dig at him while she thought about the fact.
Obviously she didn’t tip R-T off.. Sam wouldn’t either. Knowingly.
“COLETTE.” She called out. “Get over here!”
"Colette's servin' time for what she did! 'Til she apologizes genuinely she can stay put. This is between me and her, so consider this a fair warnin', R-T, and the only one."
Ok first of all, don’t threaten me. Secondly, I think your being a bit petty here. It’s a dumb prank, no need to keep her for literal months. It’s clear to me that she is sorry for it, but it seems I underestimated your stubbornness.
Look if you feel like she still needs to be there fine, but release her soon. You kept her from her post long enough.
"Go cry about it." Belle dismissed the bulk of the robot's spiel. "She's fine. The Kid just doesn't get to blog."
Belle took a swig of the fruity drink she had. She pushed her glasses up and glared suspiciously. "Wait a minute. Speakin' of, how'd you even know she was here?"
"Colette's servin' time for what she did! 'Til she apologizes genuinely she can stay put. This is between me and her, so consider this a fair warnin', R-T, and the only one."
Hello! I’m R-T, the security bot here at Starr Park! I’ve noticed that a few brawlers have made accounts here, so I’d thought it would be best to make one as well.
With that being said, please feel free to ask me anything about the park or about myself!
Speaking of those brawlers…
Hello @snowtel-owner-mr-p, @goldarm-queen, @colette-chromatic, @ceo-of-brawlstars, @the-pirate-gang, and @townsfolk-triad!
It’s nice to see some familiar faces here!
So,
you all thought you can get away from me huh? I’m sorry, but it is my job to monitor you guys so I can make sure you all aren’t getting into any trouble. No matter where you are.
Belle could feel the triumph and anticipated reaching the end of this little factory saga soon.
"Uhh, 'ey, should these be feelin' warm like this?"
Belle turned. "What?" Sam was fiddling with the knucklebusters. "You don't know how those work. What do ya think you're gettin' done with that?" She chided, walking back over to him. "Lemme see."
She grabbed his wrists and looked over the electromagnetic bracers closely. On the surface level, they weren't damaged.
Which was good. A cut or dent could affect it something terrible..
"You're just overusin' them, ya maniac!" She shoved his hands back towards him. "Knock it down a peg, will ya?"
"Haha!" Sam gave her a light shove back. "So you're saying your little contraptions can't handle me!"
"Oh, please," Belle scoffed. "I made 'em easy to use and you still find a way to fuck it up, partner."
"I'll let you do all the work then," Sam said, while they stated to trot along again. "And I'll hide away behind a box or a wall!"
Belle grinned, "Hey! You wish you could snipe half as well as I do."
Sam shrugged. "Ehh."
Belle scoffed. "What the fuck d'you mean by that?"
"Mate, I'll be honest, it looks boring!"
"Pfft, HA." Belle crossed her arms. "Y'know, it ain't just for anyone. Sharp eye, quick thinkin'. You gotta stay 20 steps ahead..."
Sam sniffed. "If that's exciting then it really isn't for me."
"Oh yeah," Belle snacked on a cinnamon roll as she leaned back against a wall. "Piper made this. She makes more'an just this kind. All the rage in the Park. I don't really like sweets though."
"Piper..." Sam hummed. He lounged lazily on his side, holding his head up with his hand. "That blonde? Who was with your brother?"
"Yeah..." Belle replied absently. It was funny imagining the idea of Sam meeting Byron's Trio. Then she wondered if all four of 'em would even get along. She felt she was tolerated at worst, and liked at best by them, and that was mainly because of her.. estranged family relation to Byron. Sam was a friend of a distant sister.
Belle held out the pastry. "You want the rest of this?"
Sam reached out and plucked it from her hand, eating it in a couple of bites. "Anything else ya brought along?"
Belle peered in the knapsack she had brought along with her. There was nothing to hunt in a factory, obviously, so she had to bring some stuff along.
"Here." She tossed the plastic-wrapped sandwich at Sam's face and it fell to the ground.
She dug out a bag of chips for herself, opened it, and leaned back again as she grabbed a handful.
Sam sat up after a few attempts at trying to open up the sandwich with one hand and sat up up to lean against the wall too.
"Ya know, I'm so glad you did come back."
"Mgmgm," Belle mock-responded through her mouthful of chips. What a sap.
"Gives a chance to blow some steam off too, mate!" Sam exclaimed. "Those robots are a helluva riot to take down! Can't wait to really get at 'em!"
Belle glanced at him, still chewing.
He was making a fist, and if it weren't for the sandwich in his other hand, Belle was sure he'd be miming a boxing move.
She was going to say soemthing, but then Sam looked at her. "Hey, you said that there were.. 'Brawls,' right? Is this a regular thing?" He gestured to the factory.
Belle gestured her hand in a so-so manner.
"So more machine-breakin'?" He was absolutely beaming.
"Yeah... There's team events or solo stuff." Belle said. She tilted the bag to finish off the snack and wiped her mouth with her sleeve.
"I can't wait 'til we're done here!" Sam told her with unconcealed excitement. He was done with his sandwich. "I'll get my hands on ev'ry bot here! Haha...!" He punched his fist into his open palm.
"Yeah, yeah, keep your pants on," she said, brushing crumbs off of herself as she stood. "Let's go already."
She crumpled up the bag, and tossed it at Sam. It bounced off his shoulder.
Sam reached out with the plastic wrap stretched out in both his hands and placed it over Belle's head and hair.
Belle yanked it off and swung at him, but he had briefly trotted quicker to be out of reach from her metal arm. "Fucker!" She grinned as he flipped her off without looking at her.
Balling up the plastic wrap, Belle watched him walk off.
Surely, when she decided to tell Sam about Nani... he'd cut that, uh, robotic racism shit out, right? He had to. It'd be a problem if he didn't.
'Maybe that's why I ain't tellin' him. What if he doesn't?...'
Belle shoved down the thought. Focus on this factory break-in first.
Instead of trying to shove the plastic wrap ball down his jacket like Sam deserved, Belle tossed it aside and walked after him.
Hey Sam, Belle! How're y'all doing? Doing well? Other than the crowd of robots you're currently occupied with-
Sam was holding a bot in a headlock.
"Well I'm doin' pretty god-damned well if I do say so myself!" He laughed aloud.
"Will you focus!!?" Belle's voice came from somewhere afar. A ball of electricity traveled through a bot to short circuit it and jumped to the next one in proximity.
Sam tightened his grip on the bot he had at hand and its head ripped off. He let the pile of scrap fall to the ground unceremoniously.
"I'm doin' pretty god-damned well if I do say so myself," he repeated quieter as he gave mighty blows to incoming bots. "I was wonderin' where the hell Belle had run off too--" he backed off and struck heavily at the mid-section of the machine. Pfft, who programmed these weak fighting moves?
"And I'll admit that I thought she'd've gone off the deep end when she returned after disappearing for a year and a half. Babblin' about Parks and upgrades... I still don't know why she said that I needed more 'an just my--"
Sam stumbled back at the punch a bot had landed on him. He wasn't easy to move, but.. well, dense metal beings packed a punch!
A few melee bots moved ahead to take advantage of this, and piled on the big guy.
"Agh-!!" He was knocked over.
"I told ya'! Ya half-wit!" Belle called out with a frown.
.....
"Sam!"
....
Belle scrambled to stand from her kneeling position, hand moving to the wire on her rifle. "Ah, fuck--"
But before she could unplug the connection to the li'l fusebox to let the current free and throw it down to the robotic dogpile, Sam had managed to grab a firm hold on one of the robots and use it as a body shield to shove against the rest of its buddies.
He used elbows, fists, knees, anything, to bash off the band of machines.
He let his Jabbers fly, and with satisfying crunches, finished off the last of the bots in this room.
Oh, he was so PUMPED UP! Leave it to good ol' Belle to have kickass schemes!
He ran over to pick them up, carelessly stomping on steel as he did.
"Let's GOOOO!" He cheered, banging his metal gauntlets together. "Hell yeaaaah!!"
He ran off into the next room of the factory.
Belle stared at the open sliding doors before she shook her head.
"I'm doin' fine myself. I get to look after this yack again." She jabbed a thumb towards the doors Sam disappeared through. "I better hurry though, or he won't come back up next time!"
She hurried through the set of doors after Sam, holding her rifle close.
"Y'know, this isn't exactly what the plan was.." Belle laid on her stomach on the metal floor. She rested her face on her hands and swung her legs a bit idly. Her rifle was within arms' reach. "But I guess I can work with this.."
She watched Sam having the time of his life beating and fending off the mechanical guards. She could hear him laughing as he went crazy in his little one-man army charge.
It's kind of gone off-kilter since that silent alarm went off and they were rushed by the guards. Sam urge her to get to higher ground. He could take them all on.
So she did climb up to higher ground, and surveyed the place.
Belle knew that he would eventually tire himself out, but she had time to think of a plan before then.
And Sam knew that.
Gods, it felt great to have someone so in tune with her ways-- she's grown used to having to start all over again with the folks here in this park. Sam was a familiar presence in her life that she missed...
But, focus, Belle! Enough reminiscing!
She noted a sniper bot aiming at Sam. The Gang Leader picked up her electro rifle and blasted at it. It short circuited and dropped, defunct.
Sam turned at that, noticed Belle's electrifying handiwork, and gestured a quick thumbs up at her.
Belle grinned back down at him with a nod of acknowledgement, and he got back to the endless battle. He narrowly dodged a devastating blow and delivered a powerful, swift uppercut.
Belle lowered her rifle and tapped the metal floor.
"Finally, some good help around here!" Belle said, slapping a hand to her head.
As if she didn't completely pinpoint and admire every one of her Gang members's unique attributes and skills like a proud (criminal) mother.
Belle scribbled something down on the pages of notes she had for a certain environment. She hummed in thought and tapped the Gift Shop pen against her golden arm.
"Since Sam is here now, I'll bring him along with me. I won't have the best lookout or extra stealth on my side, but I'll have the manpower. I'll do the thinking for both of us," she chuckled, sitting up on her stool.
A two-man job is what she needed, and Sam was easily one of her most (if not the number 1!) trustworthy allies. And unlike some folks, he didn't have prior commitments.
....Like their own trio.
In her muttering turning to distracted thoughts, Belle didn't notice the tent's door flap being held open wide.
Sam was ready to bellow his arrival when he realized Belle didn't hear him come in. He got a mischievous glint in his eyes and walked as quietly as a large man with bear-trap knuckledusters can.
So... not very much.
But, it was enough to have Belle look around in question just a second before Sam scooped her up by the midsection, and swung her around in giddy celebration.
"Hey--!" She yelped before being crushed in a bear hug that rendered her speechless.
"'Ey, Belle! It's wonderful to see you again!!" He greeted.
"Same," Belle managed to grunt out. Her forced smile was filled with ire, pain, and genuine fondness to see him again.
Sam grinned, and was ready to plant her back down on her feet when the papers on the table caught his attention.
He adjusted her to hold her under his arm to took a look at what she was jotting down.
"Hey!" She was happy she could BREATHE again, but then she could feel her anger rise when she realized she was still trapped.
"Okay, SAM!" Belle wriggled in his grasp, but there was barely a difference to him whether she did or not. Okay, she was not a happy camper at all anymore. "Let GO of me!!"
"Hmm?" Sam took a gander at the roughly laid out plans. "Ooooh! Just you and me?!"
He grinned wickedly, dropping Belle from his grasp as he rubbed his hands together. "And to a Robot Factory." His voice dropped with sadistic glee.
Belle had landed as gracefully as she could, given the circumstances, and straightened up to brush herself off. "Cut that out, you look like an overgrown mutant fly," she grumbled. "And I actually dealt with one."
"Ah, mate! It's gonna be wonderful workin' with you again." Sam cheered, dropping a heavy hand on Belle's shoulder furthest from him and bringing her in to a half-hug.
"Yeah." Belle smiled, reminiscing on the time before the Park.
Then she lifted her boot and brought her entire weight down on Sam's foot.
"Never, ever look at my plans again without my say-so, fool! Ya know better." She said sharply. Sam was too busy howling with pain and hopping around to pay much mind. But he definitely got the gist.
Belle crossed her arms and grinned. She couldn't let him think she was gettin' soft after all!
....Or see that there was a letter beside her plans she was currently in the middle of writing.
A letter addressed to a certain robot in the park.
OKAYYYY, so, I wanted to really flesh out the story for this blog of the Biodome season BUT SINCE the upcoming brawl talk is most likely going to have ONE OR BOTH OF THE REST BELLE'S TRIO INTEODUCED, I'm gonna speedrun the arc by outlining what I had planned.
(Addition after writing everything: I made up a lot of stuff on the fly, lol. Pun intended.)
Keep in mind, it's rough but it's still going to be canon to this blog's events. Sorry to the folks that wanted to see it play out, but TRIO!!!
(What I'm most likely gonna do is keep Edgar, Tara, Bandita Shelly, and Ricochet in the lineup, but in my hc, the Gang is allowed to come and go as they please anyway.)
-Byron, Bea and Meg would continue keeping guard and working on the cure.
-a few other Brawlers would join the cause, including Max and Surge (when they hear Meg is in there, half-affected) Ruffs and Kit (when Eve crash lands and her kids latch on, they pinpoint where the infestation started back to the Biodome.)
-Sprout is the first one recaptured by Bea. The poor plant bot is half aware of itself. Bea shuts down its main system so she can isolate Sprout's consciousness and the plant to experiment on it. She'll have to fix and make sure the programming isn't corrupted beyond repair. Hopefully, she can fix this. (Cue a scene where she cries on her own, the night reflecting through the glass ceiling. She wants her family back together. She's known and loved Rosa for years. Sprout is two years old and counting, but is its memories going to have to be wiped...?)
-Byron and Meg in her suit are traveling to the main lab to gather something Bea needs. (Ruffs and Kit are guarding Bea, and Surge and Max are patrolling.) They encounter Edgar and he's ferocious. Rico comes in out of nowhere to ward off Edgar's attack. The more sentient duo are skeptical.... and they're right to be. After bring beckoned, Rob abandons Byron and Meg to leave with Firebug Rico. (Keep in mind, Rob/Vendra wouldn't normally, but it's also half mutated. More feral/instinctive and it's acting on fond memory.) Meg wonders if she'd be inclined to her insect instincts soon...
-As Edgar is t i c k e d off about losing yet another meal, he's stomping through the overgrown ivy.... and he hears a "Hey, you. Kid."
-It's been a while. Maybe a scene with Bo at one point, and he simply attacks anyone who nears the Wasp nest diligently. Not even Belle can get him to work with her slowly growing crew.
-one night, Peep is coasting through the shrubbery. Sneaking. Scouting. Looking for... suddenly, he's caught by vines. Belle's silhouette is outlined by the moon's luminous rays. Nani can see Belle through Peep. But Belle's glasses reflect the night, and she can't read her expression. She tries to speak to her through the mic, but as soon as Belle recognizes her voice, she hisses. Falls back. And Peep is completely covered in layers of leaves and weeds.
-Soon, a cure is found. A type of "weedkiller" that manages to stun bugs--it's more of a multi-doses type of thing. It weakens the biology of both without harming the human part. It's really only works because of the green Bralwer serum too. And yes, they have to make a whole different type for bots.
-Sprout's bulb is cleared up, and they managed to get Mr. P as well.
-From there, they can get others.. though they are not easily subdued.
-Ruffs is targeted by Belle. She can kind of recall that she dislikes him. Wraps him tight in vines and carelessly offers him to Edgar who's ready to eat. He's struggling against the restraints, growling and angry at the impending plant bulbs mouth. Sharp teeth....
-Kit lunges forward to attack Edgar himself, robotic suit on and diamond-tipped claws at the ready.
-A brawl begins!
-Belle hurls Ruffs into Kit and is then attacked from afar by Bea.
-Ivy Belle frowns and points at Bea, commanding Firefly Rico to dive at her.
-Rob is there too, but it's actually not attacking... Meg asks it for help. Meanwhile Max and Surge jump into the fray.
-at some point, while Rosa is trying to attack Bea (since she's her partner and she's a Mantis-!) Eve ends up saying her and managing to splash Rosa with the serum. It's a temp solution, but they just need to knock her out.
-So while all these battles are going on, Belle is adding to all of it by making foliage rise and attack.
-then, suddenly. Poison. She feels nauseous. And she glares to where the attack came from. A familiar face, her brother.
-immediately, there's yelling in her mind. And the splitting headache prompts her to attack. So she does. She draws back every vine at her disposal, and aims it all at this pest. This menace. This... this... d u m b a s s.
-Byron... half expected it-- he barely jumps away from the first overwhelming swing, but is knocked back far for the second. Ivy Belle is ready to give him the beatdown of his life, (which would not be pleasant, given that healing is forever in this park--) No more floral rifle, only thick vines twisted tightly to sting and bruise and fling. All the Ivy knows is to obliterate.
-But this beating is necessary. Never let it be said that Byron lacks foresight and plans. Not like he can't handle pain.
-He had found Peep recently, and Nani could finally use him. And they communicated a plan together. Now it was being set into place.
-Peep comes along again and in pops Nani! With the teleportation gadget.
- Belle notices instantly and is ready to grab Nani with a vine. It wraps around her non-rusted arm, and yanks hard, ripping it off. As it sparks and Nani looks straight at her, Belle is frozen. In guilt, pain, shock and...
-...."Nani," Belle manages to say stiffly.
-"It's okay. ♡" Nani grabs Belle's hand. Belle feels numb, emotionally. And then, a sharp pinprick on her.
-Belle looks at her hand in shock. Disbelief. And then she steps back.,
-She looks at Nani. And frowns.
-and she departs up, way high up, out of reach, on a dark red flower.
-final boss Belle! (Though everyone has their own final battle, lol. Kit and Ruffs vs Edgar, superheroes vs Rob and Rico, Bea vs Rosa etc.)
-long story short, everything does come to an end.
-Things wind down... over the next few days, the multi doses are given to the affected Brawlers and they do seem to improve.
- Nani explains that Bralwers weren't allowed to enter, so that's why she was using Peep... Belle is DELIGHTED because this means!!! Nani was doing crime!! Nani blathers on that she WASN'T-- it was out of care-- "Rule breakin is rulebreakin, Nan! No matter what the intentions~"
-she huffs. The thanks she gets is an arm needed to be replaced and Belle poking fun at her.
-Belle chuckles, "I don't mean no harm...." she tries not to look at the missing limb. "I'm sorry..."
-Nani smiles gently at her. "There's no need to apologize... as long as you're okay."
- in all the excitement, Belle's nearly forgotten what she wanted to do the second she saw a certain flower.
-Belle leads Nani over to the section that amazed her the most. The area that blossomed with the colorful flowers. Nani is impressed, and Belle plucks a Prism Lily and hands it to her.
-Nani's mesmerized by the sheens and hues. "....is that allowed?" She mutters absently.
Belle shrugs with a smile that says 'couldn't care less', "It's gorgeous, ain't it?"
"Very." Nani admits. Later on, when it starts to wilt, she presses the flower, to keep it as long as she can.
~~
Even more afterwards, Belle approaches Byron.
He's long since healed. But that merciless attack, arguably made things sorta awkward.
The last time they had met up, it was a fight and things were left unattended.
Since then, so much time had passed without even a word to each other.
Sure there were mutual friends. Somewhat the Townsfolk, Edgar, Tara, Lola... but they didn't really....
Well, it was time to change that. They were both too tired of the way things were currently to let themselves continue this way. Byron helped save not just her, but everybody. Maybe... he wasn't entirely what she once fully believed him to be.
