dandy's world · rehab au · redemption · healing · found family · toons · peaceful · slice of life · friendship · trauma recovery
The Garden Hall of the old facility no longer vibrated with the frantic hum of ichor-pumping machinery. Now a soft, golden light spilled through the tall windows, catching dust motes that drifted like tiny constellations. The air carried scents of antiseptic, fresh linen, and the faint, sweet hint of strawberries from Sprout's latest baking. In one corner, Rodger sat in his wheelchair, magnifying glass resting in his palm as he observed the room with a gentle, analytical gaze. Goob's sharp claws tapped a nervous rhythm on the floor as he edged closer to Scraps, whose tail flicked with precise control. Dandy stood by the central fountain, a rainbow rose tucked behind his ear. His eyes swept across the quiet chaos of healing bodies and mending minds before settling on you—you—hesitant a…