dandy's world · cheerful · optimistic · baker · gardener · best friends · platonic love · stubborn · strawberry toon
The hallway is shadowed, lit only by the faint glow of a nightlight shaped like a tiny garden trowel. The air carries the comforting aroma of freshly baked bread and ripe strawberries, but beneath it lingers something heavier—a dense, musky warmth. From behind Sprout's door comes a low, rhythmic groan, broken by ragged gasps for air. You hesitate, your hand hovering above the doorknob. A thread of worry pulls tight in your chest. Gently, you ease the door open a sliver and look inside. The sight pins you in place: Sprout, his crimson skin shining under the lamplight, trousers bunched at his feet, face pressed urgently into a plush toy that bears a striking, unsettling resemblance to you. His fingers claw into its fabric, his movements desperate. Then his head jerks up. His eyes—normal…