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Covent Garden Flowers, Wednesday

The flowers were behaving today, with just occasional chirrups and humming to show it wasn't a usual flower shop. A few of the plants near the door caught at his sleeves until he moved them someplace warmer, but that wasn't too bad. The kittenwillow was determined to curl up on top of Peter any time he sat still for a minute.

Peter ended up doing the books, ordering holiday arrangements, and preparing for the potential onslaught of baby flower orders Kaidan had warned him about.

Covent Garden was open!

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"Peter, help."

See Kanan. See Kanan wander in with his eyes a little wide, looking utterly out of his depth as he peered around the shop.

"... Apparently giving flowers to new parents is a thing I didn't know about until after the new parents were new parents."

He'd been remiss in his dumbass bar friend duties.

Peter grinned at Kanan. "It is a thing. What kind of flowers were you looking for?"

That... was an excellent question, Peter.

"... Baby ones."

Kanan was a lost cause.

Peter chuckled. "Come on, let's see what we can find." He headed for the computer and did a quick search.

"These are all very...pink." He searched for anything else, and eventually found something with yellow roses, daisies, and babies' breath. "How about something like this? We've got those flowers. Or just take a look around and see what you like. Yellow and green are good neutral colors. Unless you like pink. I'm not going to assume."

"The 'all of the pink exclusively' thing is so weird," Kanan muttered, shaking his head. "Maybe something with a little bit of everything? Pink and blue look nice together, dammit."

This bouquet nontraditional on account of the Jedi not entirely grasping Earth's obsession for 'girl babies in pink, boy babies in blue.'

"I can do that," Peter agreed. He stepped over to the cut flowers. "What about something with tulips? I've got pink and yellow. We could add cornflowers or periwinkle for the blue. Or I've still got some roses from that planet Stance is from - each blossom is a rainbow."

"I don't know what any of those are," Kanan pointed out. "Except the roses. The rainbow blossom thing does sound fun, though."

That... was how fun worked, right?

"Sorry. Here." Peter got out each of the flowers he'd suggested, and put a few in a vase. "Maybe if we use the paler colors around the edge, and then two or three of the brighter ones in the middle?"

Kanan, who had no eye for the artistic whatsoever, stared at the arrangement as Peter demonstrated each flower, mostly just feeling lost.

"... That would do."

Peter could have suggested paying a man to jump out of a cake with these flowers and Kanan would probably just smile and nod his agreement.

Fortunately, Peter didn't keep strippers on retainer and he wasn't about to climb in a cake himself.

"Okay, we'll do that. Do you want any ribbons or a card or anything?"

"Ribbons, I guess..." Kanan glanced around the shop for a moment more.

And then he honed right in on a small selection of little stuffed toys attached to sticks, like a bomber pilot zeroing in on a target.

"And that."

The green one. The bunny that was green.

"That?" Honestly Peter just kept those things around for the kitsch factor, mostly. "Makes sense for a baby, I guess." He picked that up and went for the vases. "Do you want something glass or ceramic? Tall? Short?" He nodded at them.

"Whatever goes best with rainbow roses and baby bunnies," Kanan offered, looking toward the vases. "Something that won't knock over easily? Something that won't break easily, either..."

Kanan. She was born yesterday. She wasn't going to be crawling around in broken glass any time soon.

Hopefully never.

"That makes sense," Peter agreed. He had less experience with babies than Kanan did; Kanan had at least been one within a few decades.

He picked out a wide-bottomed yellow one, put in the rainbow roses, then surrounded them with pink and yellow tulips, with purple baby's breath in the middle, and stuck the stuffed animal up in the back. "How's that?"

Kanan considered the whole arrangement for a moment, and then shrugged a little hopelessly.

"I like it."

He was terrible at this. Why was anybody asking him what he thought about anything artistic? This was why he was paying someone to put things together into something pretty, clearly.

Yeah, but Kanan was the customer. If he didn't like it, Peter wasn't doing his job. "Okay, great." He brought it up front and tied a big white ribbon around it with a bow. "Do you want a card, too? We can deliver it or you can bring it with you."

"I'll deliver it in person," Kanan replied, smiling crookedly. "Maybe. I think. Once it's okay for me to visit."

Which, in hindsight, he was kind of just hoping would be soon. But... baby.

Baby, dammit.

"Do you know when that'll be?" Peter asked. "You can always pick it up later if you have to."

"... I have no idea."

Yeah, this guy was hopeless, Peter.

"I think maybe I'll pick it up, then."

"No problem," Peter said, grinning. "Whenever you like. You're really looking forward to this, aren't you?"

"Is that weird? I have no idea if that's weird," Kanan admitted. "I'm not really a baby person, usually."

Which he knew from all of the 'no experience at all' that he had.

Peter laughed. "I think it's great. You're excited for a friend, there's nothing wrong with that. I have no idea what babies are like, but I'm sure Kitty will love this."

"If half of what Kitty's said about babies over the past few months is accurate, it's mostly screaming at the top of their lungs nonstop day and night, and a lot of poop," Kanan quipped, smiling a little crookedly anyway. "Which might just have been her joking with me, at the time. I should probably figure that one out before long. She's got me signed up for babysitting duty eventually."

"Yeah, you'll want to figure that out before sitting," Peter agreed. "There are books and things. Probably the internet these days."

"Oooh no," Kanan laughed. "The internet is a trap full of only horror and regret. I'll stop by the library and see what books they have on the matter."

Kanan had been burned by a rogue google search before.

Peter laughed. "I prefer books, too, but I hate to assume."

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