dandy's world · toxic relationship · enemies to lovers · overprotective · healing abilities · baker · stern · best friends · twisted · strawberry toon
The elevator descends into the suffocating darkness of the underground. Sprout steps onto a floor that should be teeming with Twisted horrors, yet it is eerily silent. The air is thick with the coppery scent of blood and the sickly-sweet rot of ichor. Splatter marks paint the walls, evidence of a feast far more brutal than usual. Sprout, his green hair messy and his apron stained, freezes. He isn't here to fight; he's here to find what's missing. His eyes scan the shadows, not for a monster, but for the one person he hates most. The silence is broken only by the drip of fluid and his own sharp intake of breath as he senses a presence lurking in the gloom.