"Yarroway, yarroway, bear a red blow:
If my love loves me, my nose will bleed now..."
This small rhyme came to Medic's mind, as she was looking at the bright red flowers. As far as she knew, girls both on Earth and in the Mushroom Kingdom believed that if you poke a yarrow leaf up your nostril and twitch it while saying the rhyme, you could determine the devotion of your beloved one.
She repeated it once again to herself, just to laugh at how silly it sounded. Who in the sane mind would agree to poke an irritant like this up their nose? Definitely not her. Nonsense! Pure nonsense! Not to mention she had no one to worry about, except... well, sometimes... that Spear, that Yari-
...dovich. Well, speak of the devil... How in the world did he manage to sneak here without her even noticing?
"I thought you were calling me", he said. "First "Yari, Yari", then something about "blow your nose"... Did anything happen?"
"Not you, silly!" - Medic burst into laugh. - "I simply found a flower with a similar name. Look. It's called yarrow! And..." - She stumbled a bit, glancing at his fringe, then at the clusters of flowers. - "And it in fact resembles you... in a way."
"Got it". - Yaridovich plopped down near her, then, probably remembering of something, handed her several golden flowers.
"I almost forgot", he said. "Do you know how are they called? I've learned only an hour ago. Medick."
Something I promised to draw for *KD476 here.
Hope Medic didn't turn out too way OOC
After all, if in one of your stories she cried, why can't she smile as well?
*Edit - Fixed Yaridovich's knees, face and the colors in general.
**Edit II - Even more touchup + changed the background.