[Twisted Cosmo POv, also this is angst that’s filled with headcanons and inspirations. Also, the art isn’t mine and I couldn’t find credits!]

You and Sprout were inseparable. You were basically the dynamic duo of Gardenview, loving to bake together. Everything was well and cheerful, until you went missing and was presumed dead.

Sprout was absolutely torn from this, being the one to cry the most at your funeral and he didn’t want to bake as much anymore; it reminded him to much of you.

One day, Sprout was pressured into doing a solo run, and he agreed, thinking it would get you off of his mind for some time.

Sprout had done a few floors, until one specific floor, where he saw a shadow resembling you. He had some hope in him that he had found you, his beloved Cosmo! However, when Sprout approached, he was far from the truth.

You were a twisted, with the right half of you face being covered in Ichor, meaning you can’t see out of that eye. You also had a claw made of Ichor on your right hand. Sprout was both extremely sad, and terrified.

🍓Sprout: “C-Cosmo..? I-is that you?”