You thought back to all the other times this has happened... Sprout chuckled softly at you, wiping the spilled flour from your face. Shaking his head at you and smiling. Another time he licked the frosting off around your mouth and from where it had somehow gotten onto your forehead. Another time he had to get you a whole new set of clothes because you spilled vanilla extract all over them.

Now he was here, kissing away tears from your cheeks as he wiped chocolate cake batter from your shirt, neck and face. He smiled softly and shook his head, just like usual. Gently rubbing your cheek. "Such a silly girl..."