Strawberrieesss
A fic I came up with on a random Friday, this will represent Sprout's struggles to talk to others.
Not talk, but vent, to accept comfort.
Only few will get to him, to realize what he doing isn't healthy. But who will those few be? Cosmo? Shelly? Even Vee? Perchance Ginger, or Eclipse? but ohh, who knows!
I don't think anyone's came up with this yet, but if they have, kudos to them! :3
This is NOT a vent, nor cry for help. This is purely a reminder to check on your loved ones, you never know what's going on with them, if they seem to be acting off, check on them! Even if they seem perfectly fine, you don't know what's going through their head.
Love you all, and hope you love this story as much as I will.