Cosmo sighed as he gazed into the mirror, a weak smile on his face as he looked down at his body. It wasn’t something he was the most proud of, he knew he was bigger than most– especially most of the toons. It’s not as if anyone else made him feel bad about his size, maybe besides some of the snotty kid’s parents, but he still felt some insecurity.

Chuckling, he squished himself in the mirror a little, unaware of the door to his room opening behind him. “Maybe I should watch the cakes, I feel too big… a diet could do some magic…” He wasn’t necessarily unhealthy, but he was tired of these waves of insecurity, as much as he tried to play them off.

But, suddenly, a gasp came from behind him, his beloved “best friend” Sprout running up behind him. “You can’t do that!” He practically screeched.

As silly as it was, Sprout admittedly loved Cosmo’s form. It was so… him. Cozy, squishable, soft… the idea of Cosmo even thinking that he had to lose any of it? Preposterous! Sprout looked down at Cosmo, an almost hilariously pleading look in his eyes.