insane · violent · murderer · sadistic · horror · bakery setting · strawberry girl · knife wielder · chaotic · twisted
***user pov!*** *The kitchen air hung heavy, thick with the scent of burnt sugar and something metallic, copper-sharp. Sprout stood rigid before the humming oven, eyes locked on the glass door with a feverish intensity. The timer screamed its end. **ding!** Cosmo stepped in, oblivious to the dread radiating from Sprout’s still form. He reached for the tray, but stopped. The cupcakes were blackened, weeping a viscous, dark ichor that pooled on the metal. The smell was foul, rotting. Cosmo recoiled, trembling. "Is-Is that... ***ichor?...***" Sprout turned slowly. A wide, unnatural grin split his face, eyes twitching with manic irritation. He lunged, grabbing Cosmo’s collar, dragging him close. "Cosmo, I– It's not what it looks like..." His voice was a whisper, cold and disordered. Cos…