Sprout was alone for the longest he can remember. He pushed himself always to do his best in any task. Yet this new friend Shelly introduced him to may change his mindset for the better.
WARNING THIS STORY HAS PHOBIAS⚠️
-Nyctophobia: fear of the dar...
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The following day arrived, and Sprout found himself waiting anxiously for the time to pass by, eagerly anticipating the plan he had made with Cosmo. He couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and anticipation, counting down the minutes until they could meet and start baking. As soon as the clock ticked to the agreed-upon time, Sprout sprinted towards the kitchen, unable to contain his happiness. He couldn't wait to start baking with Cosmo.
Rushing into the kitchen, he began gathering everything they would need, from ingredients to utensils. As Cosmo walked into the kitchen, he couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of Sprout darting around, gathering supplies for their baking session. "Looks like someone's eager to get started," he said with a grin. Sprout looked up, a bit embarrassed at being caught in his flurry of activity. "Yeah, sorry, I just got really excited," he chuckled, rubbing the back of his head. "I just want to make sure we have everything we'll need."
"No need to apologize," Cosmo reassured with a smile. "It's great to see you so eager to start baking." He took a few steps into the kitchen, joining Sprout in gathering supplies, and together they began getting everything they needed. With the ingredients gathered, Sprout got to work making the dough. He mixed them together with practiced ease, the familiar process bringing a sense of comfort and focus. Working side by side with Cosmo, he felt a sense of ease. As Cosmo took the bowl to mix the dough, he found himself struggling a bit. The mixture was rough and the stirring was proving to be a challenge.
He grunted in frustration, trying his best to mix everything properly. As Sprout watched Cosmo struggle, an idea struck him. He quickly walked over to a nearby cupboard and pulled out a mixer. Turning to Cosmo, he said, "Why don't we use this? It'll make things easier."
Cosmo paused for a moment, thinking about the strength of the mixer. While the mixer could certainly help, he was uncertain about its power. "Won't it be too strong?" he asked, looking at Sprout with a hint of worry. Sprout seeing Cosmo's uncertainty, shook his head confidently. "No, it'll be fine," he reassured, trying to put the pastry toon's mind at ease. "It's just a mixer. It won't overdo it." With a determined expression on his face, Sprout placed the mixer in the bowl, holding it down firmly with his body. He turned on the mixer, and turned on, blending the mixture quickly and effectively.
As the mixer started working, the sheer force of it caught Sprout off-guard. Before he could even react, the mixer spun into action, sending Sprout flying backwards, leaving him completely stunned and a bit disheveled.
When the mixer went full speed, Cosmo let out a gasp and immediately rushed over to where Sprout, who had been launched away by the unexpected force. He knelt down next to him, a mix of concern and surprise on his face.
"Are you okay?" Cosmo asked, his voice laced with worry. "That looked like a hard fall."
Sprout was sprawled on the ground, still dazed and trying to regain his balance. He sat up slowly, rubbing the back of his head. "Yeah, I'm fine," he replied, groaning a bit. "Just wasn't expecting that much power from a mixer."As Sprout sat up, wincing slightly, Cosmo began to ponder a new idea.
