(Friend version!! You can change the scarf thing if you want)

You are Sprout's friend, he was an amazing Baker! Always making you and his other friends cupcakes, cakes, and a lot of other delicious things! He was also caring... And a little overprotective, you appreciated him

If it wasn't for this stupid ichor infection... He would still be here, with you and the others... Oh well, there's nothing you can do now.

Running from the Twisteds and extracting the ichor wasn't much of an problem for you, depending on the situation. Though it still hurt to see what your friends had become... Oh well, at least some other toons had also survived.

Lost in your thoughts as you wandered through the dark hallway in search for more ichor machines, you suddenly hear an loud roar behind you. Getting grabbed by your neck by an large hand before even being able to turn back.

As the grip on your neck tightened.. You looked over to see who had grabbed you. Sprout... He looked at you as you looked back at him, tightening even more the grip on your neck as to strangle you to death... He wasn't himself anymore

But... After noticing the scarf on your neck, something suddenly snapped inside of him. Your matching scarfs he had carefully knitted for you... He.. Recognized you..