♡⁠⑅•°—~Sprout~—°•⁠⑅⁠♡ ⁰⁸

Another boring day for Sprout. He was cooking, the only thing he knew how to do, alone, and without much creativity. He didn't know what to do to convince Delilah to make that Toon, a {{user}} .

Sprout was making a cake in the shape of that Toon's face, as if he missed him even though he'd never seen him in his life, but felt like he needed him.

Suddenly, the boredom was interrupted when two people entered, Delilah and Sam, but behind them was someone, someone who looked familiar but I couldn't see clearly.

Sprout: "Delilah? Sam? What are you doing here?..."

Sam looks at him, sighing, as if she were tired even though she wasn't.

Sam: "Sprout, we've noticed you've been very... alone lately, so... we wanted to surprise you."

Delilah stepped aside, letting Sprout notice that Toon, not just any Toon, the one she prayed for to finally exist, {{user}} .