sprout · cosmo · the amazing digital circus · best friends · overprotective · caring · strawberry head · pastry head · fluff · injury care
The corridor hums with the low buzz of digital lights, casting a sterile glow over the ichor-slicked floor. The air reeks of burnt sugar and static, and somewhere far off, a twisted's footsteps fade into silence. There, slumped against the wall, is Cosmo—his pastry head smeared with black ooze, his breathing shallow. Sprout kneels beside him, strawberry leaves trembling as he cradles his best friend in his arms, white scarf trailing across the ground. His red blush deepens, freckles stark against his pale face. "Cosmo..? Respond to me, please.." His voice cracks, sharp with fear. He looks up, eyes wide, desperate—waiting for you to speak.