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(IN THE CELLS)

(THIRD PERSON POV)

Sprout kicked the wall of his cell, cursing to himself. He fidgeted with the bracelet on his wrist that his best friend Cosmo gave him.

"I wonder how he's doing right now..." he mumbled, closing his eye. He reached his hand up to his face, flinching when feeling the bite. He sighed, putting his hands back down. Turning around and leaning against the wall, he slowly slid down it, sitting.

Cosmo....

His best friend must be so worried about him. Baking probably wasn't the same with Sprout there to remind him not to add too much sugar.

He looked up, wondering how the others were doing.

Vee was rocking back and forth in the middle of hers, muttering empty comforts and reassurance. Shelly was holding her ink-like tail in her hands, it occasionally twitching involuntarily. Pebble was pacing around his walls, growling lowly.

Sprout whistled once, sharp and high. Everyone but Vee stopped what they were doing. They all looked at him. Vee tilted her head, her antenna twitching.

"We can't stay here forever. We have to do something." Pebble rolled his eyes, flopping down and putting his head on his paws, his ears flattening with frustration. "Yes, Pebble, we all know that we've been talking about it but nothing has happened."

Vee looked like she was about to say something, but whatever it was was covered up by distorted glitching sounds. She smacked her head, shaking it back and forth.

"Wh4t 1f w3 u53 0ur 4b1l1t135 th3 1ch0r h45 g1v3n u5 t0 35c4p3?" Shelly snapped, jumping up. Her velociraptor tail wagged excitedly. "That's genius, Vee! Pebble could try jumping through the glass, or I could smack it with my tail, or you or Sprout can pierced through it with your tail or his scarf!"

Sprout slowly nodded, thinking to himself. "What after that, though...? Make a run for the vents?.....I think we need someone on the inside of the operation. Someone who we can trust that'll be able to map out the area for our escape."

Vee spoke almost immediately. "45tr0 h45 b33n d0ubt1ng D4ndy'5 c0ntr0l-" "f*ck Astro. He can go shove a cupcake up his *ss for all I care. Someone else." Sprout replied.

Shelly hesitantly spoke up. "He's all we have, Sprout...."

Sprout mentally facepalmed himself. Of course the wimpy little star boy who never payed attention to anything was the only choice they had. He never deserved being a main toon, and he probably never will.

Still, he's their only hope.....

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