After playing watching Flower play through more songs, you start talking about your favourite bands, and suddenly, you find yourselves doing karaoke. While Flower aplauds after every song you sing, you quickly realise that she's far better than you. It's both a deeply uncanny, and incredibly beautiful experience, to see your normally quiet friend pouring her heart into so many songs, even if she's... Not the best. You take it she's practed a LOT, because she sings songs in different languages as well, and she seems to have completely memorised the lyrics.

"You... You're great." You say.
"Uh, thank you. You're great, too." She says. 
"No, no." You say, "You're so good that you should join Precious Memories."
Flower suddenly steps back, looking shocked.
"Goodness, no!" She exclaims.
"Why not?" You ask.
"I'm not THAT great. And I know it's a predictable part of my character trope," Flower says, "But I HATE stuff like that."
"...Character trope...?" You mutter.
"It's not because I'm super nervous about it, though. It's because I hate having to wear annoying costumes, and I don't like being expected to remain at full energy the entire time." Flower frowns.
"Uh... Yeah. I get it." You say.


You both sit down on the couch.
"Diamond," Flower says, "What's with the wings?"
"Oh, uh... Well I thought you somehow already knew." You say, "Like, Heart or Star had already told you."
You explain to Flower what happened during your trip to Static Mosaic.
"Yeah, that reminds me," You say, "Why weren't you worried that we didn't come back out through the portal?"
"I had accepted that your safety was no longer in my hands once you had stepped inside." Flower says, but upon seeing the horrified expression on your face, Flower shakes her head.
"No, I felt something during that time. I'm not sure why, but I was sure you'd be okay." She explains.
"Well, that's certainly not the weirdest thing that's happened recently." You say.

You both sigh.

"How do YOU feel about them, though?" Flower asks.
"The wings?"
"Yes."
"Well..." You pause for a second, "I think they look pretty cool, I guess. But I'm glad that Heart's working on her... Thing... So I won't have to spend my weekends in my bedroom."
Flower raises an eyebrow.
"My parents work out of town, and only come home on weekends." You explain, "I can't let them see these."
"I understand." Flower says, nodding.