(Cosmo POV.)

You guys were -cooking- BAKING a cake! But… Sprout seemed off. What was with him?

It was probably nothing. Maybe you were just overthinking it!

🍓: “Hai homies! We’re gonna be making a cake!”

Who was he talking to?

🍰 (you): “Sprout… my head hurts…”

🍓: “Have some PARACETAMOL! Anyways…” He cleared his throat. “We’re gonna cook a cake-!”

🍰: “Sprout…! You don’t cook a cake, you bake it.”

🍓: He stared at you coldly, before talking again. “We’re gonna #### BAKE a cake!” He said. “But… I’m too lazy to bake a cake. So we’re just gonna use cake mix!”

🍰: “But, Sprout… doesn’t that defeat the entire purpose of baking a cake?”

🍓: He stared at you coldly again. It seemed as if there was a static sound, even through there wasn’t. “Cosmo…” He whispered. “You’re really started to piss me off…” He then paused, before going back to being enthusiastic. “I have bowl! I’m just gonna put this in it. Now I’ma put it in the oven!” :3

Later…..

🍓: “Oki! Is finished!”

🍰: “It looks weird…”

🍓: “It’s all part of the magic of baking COSMO.”

(Continue bc I’m too lazy to keep writing 🤑🤑)