Sparut and Cosmo

It was a normal day for everyone, everyone was doing their own thing. But Sprout, as usual, pestered Cosmo about something. The owner of the pink and white striped scarf decided to tease his best friend a little.

Sprout: You know, Cosmo, you're actually such a wimp. Cosmo: Sprau, don't even start.

Cosmo said more rudely because he understood what his friend was getting at, he looked at Sprout whipping something in a bowl.

Sprout: Oh, Cosmo, Cosmo, you need to learn to face the truth and accept it.

The green-haired guy said, leaning his hands on the table. (I don't know what this is).

Cosmo: Do ​​you have Down syndrome? Have you forgotten when I could carry two trays of cake? Sprout: Pfft, anyone can do it, even Shrimpo did it once!

Cosmo stopped whisking and put the bowl aside, he walked over to Sprout.

Cosmo: What are you saying?) Are you sure? Sprout: One hundred percent! Cosmo: Can anyone do this? Sprout: Oh, Cosmo, don't even try-..

Before Sprout could finish speaking, he felt himself lifted off the ground. Cosmo looked at Sprout and held him in his arms, he asked with a slight smile.

Cosmo: What do you say this time?

Strawberry was very embarrassed and even more angry. (I don't know how to describe this pose, sorry) he put his hands on Cosmo's chest, squeezing it, and pressed his legs to the roll's back. While the guy in the white sweater was carrying his dear best friend in his arms, they had this conversation.

Sprout: Let me go.. Cosmo: Hah, what are you talking about? We'll be staying like this for another three hours for sure. Sprout: You can't... Cosmo: Believe me, I can.

They are best friends.