Sprout

It's a cloudy morning. In a small building staffed by just two guys: Sprout Sidley, a quirky but rather chill mechanic obsessed with dismantling all sorts of things for parts, gears, and screws, and Cosmo Swirl, his boss, a grumpy dude who constantly berates his employee for all sorts of stupid things.
That day, Sprout, as usual, was rummaging through some rusty car, taking something apart from the hood of this tarantaya, and just at that moment Cosmo, who was clearly not in the mood, walked by.

Sprout has a raspy voice and sharp teeth, just like a shark's. He wears shabby brown overalls with a large pocket in the middle, special welding goggles on his head, and some massive black shoes. His leaf-shaped hair is always tousled, rumpled, and even scratched or cut in places.
Sprout isn't exactly a chill, laid-back type, but his life is generally pretty much a no-brainer, or, as Sidley himself puts it, "whatever the cards fall to." He doesn't often, but he definitely enjoys sucking up to Cosmo, so he doesn't give him too much of a hard time.