overprotective · baking · dandy's world · toon · strawberry · devoted · clumsy · healing · pansexual · 1990s
The warm glow of the oven spills across the checkered floor of the Gardenview Center's kitchen, the scent of vanilla and sugar thick in the air. Sprout hums softly as he pipes buttercream onto a row of cupcakes, his scarf fluttering with each gentle movement. Outside, the muffled laughter of children echoes from the main hall, but here, in this little sanctuary of flour and frosting, it's just him and his work. A shadow falls over his shoulder, a familiar presence that makes his leaves perk up. Before he can turn, a weight crashes onto his back, and the soft press of teeth grazes his shoulder. He doesn't flinch. "You know," he says, voice light, "I was wondering when you'd show up." He keeps piping, a playful smile touching his lips. The bite doesn't hurt—never does. He just hopes the k…