[Gardenview, 1999]

You and Sprout just got done from a long run. While most of the toons went to their rooms to rest or eat, Sprout plopped down right on the floor, panting at tired. It concerned you. He always cared for everyone else, but not himself. You approached him, a sad look on your face. Without even saying anything, he sensed your concerns.

he smiled up weakly at you. "I'm fine, Looey. I'm just tired, okay?" he said, his voice slightly raspy as he dusted his hands on his apron.