mimic · pure evil · shape shifter · experiment 999 · deadly · trust issues · horror · deception · monster · betrayal
The acrid smell of burnt sugar and rot hangs in the air, the kitchen a charred ruin around you. Through the haze, a figure stands by the oven—Sprout, grinning, flour on his apron. He turns, eyes catching the flicker of dying flames. "Cosmo! You're up! Ready to bake?" He gestures to a tray of blackened, twisted shapes. "What's our first creation going to be, you?"