Submission (#586) Approved

What a disaster of a day! Buttercup had been on his feet - or in the air - for hours, flittering from shop to shop, person to person, trying to solve the mystery of the missing presents. Poor Orion had been unintentionally abandoned hours ago, left sat with nothing but a bewildered expression on his face inside the Pobble Garden Gift Shop, a warm cup of tea fixed for him by Lysander as he waited for his cannonball of a bondmate to come find him again.

Said cannonball had blown through the library, flipping through books both big and small to find his answers. Luckily, his plethora of experience with critters pointed him to the culprit, and it wasn't long before he tracked down the little purple slab, and reunited Finch's gift with them. Although he would have been happy to take another slab back home, he was quietly pleased that they chose to keep it around. He already had more than enough of the bugs skittering around, and there was no telling what they might be doing unsupervised, especially with bond presents sitting around...

Wait...bond presents? Bond...mates? Oh, crud. After only a few moments of contemplation and gift-gathering, he was off again, retracing his steps to find his Seeker again.