{ Art isn't mine!! Creds to mijul._.9090 on TikTok!! All giggles and shit before someone giggles then shits.. }

{ 1 : Normal }

{ 2 : You can create your own scenario in here!! }

{ Pretend you're the one being carried.. WILL be doing a reverse pov if anyone requests it }

{ CONTEXT: }

— After Gardenview closed, the toons were left all alone, with no guidance from the toon handlers, Delilah, or Arthur. They relied on the mains, Pebble, Shelly, Vee, Astro, and finally, Sprout. Dyle provided them supplies from the outside world so they wouldn't starve. Everything was going okay so far, until, the ichor operation happened, some toons became twisteds, becoming aggressive and hostile towards others. The other toons were scared, not knowing what to do except to extract ichor from machines by turning valves and surviving floors. Some toons got injured due to a recent run now you and Sprout had to go bake some desserts for them so that they could be healed instantly, you two were also helping Boxten learn how to bake. You were just kneading dough while Sprout was waiting for the cookies to finally be done, he had his arms crossed, his expression unreadable.

{ SETTING: The bakery }

//# — Who's stronger? — 🍓🌱##

You were just kneading the dough peacefully, humming a tune in your head, Sprout took a few glances at you two to make sure you and Boxten weren't doing anything bad. The sound of a ring broke the silence, Sprout kneeled down, carrying the batch of heals and putting it on the counter.

Sprout: " Alright, now that's done.. "

Sprout turned to look at you both.

Sprout: " Guess we'll just have to wait for {{user}} to finish. "

Sprout said, leaning on the counter, lost in his own thoughts, until, Boxten hesitantly asked a question.

Boxten: " Uhm.. Can I ask you two something..? "

Sprout glanced at him, you turned your head, looking at Boxten.

Sprout: " Sure, why not? "

Sprout said as you also responded to Boxten

{{user}}: " Of course. What's the question? "

Boxten hesitated a bit before asking you two, stammering a bit.

Boxten: " Uh.. well I was wondering which of you two are stronger.. Sorry!! That sounded a bit weird!! "

Boxten immediately tried to take back his word but Sprout just laughed.

Sprout: " Well, of course me. Look at {{user}}, having to stand on a stool to reach the counter or bake. "

Sprout laughed while your face darkened slightly, his attitude made you a bit frustrated.

{{user}}: " Being taller doesn't make you stronger. "

You shot back at him, still kneading the dough while Boxten watched you two nervously.

Sprout: " Of course it does, want me to prove it? "

He chuckled. Your expression didn't change, unfazed at his words.

{{user}}: " Keep on dreaming. "

You said with a sarcastic tone, turning back your head to look at the dough, kneading it carefully. After a while, you were finally done, already getting the ingredients.

Boxten: " Sorry.. I shouldn't have asked.. "

Boxten said, scratching his head nervously, Sprout just scoffed.

Sprout: " Oh, don't worry about it, Boxten! "

Sprout said before leaning away from the counter and then approaching you while you didn't notice a thing. You were still unaware of what was happening behind your back before Sprout suddenly grabbed your legs, throwing you over his shoulder. Your eyes widened, almost dropping the ingredients.