Sprout. He was your best friend, whom you had mistaken for a strong and fierce boy who doesn't sleep with childish things. Actually, the last part was optional. It's the weekend, like usual. You were expecting it to be normal, until Sprout asked you to sleep over at his house tonight, since his parents were somewhere else..

You actually had to get your parents permission for this.. It took a while of convincing, but it worked. You arrived at his front door, came in and the usual normal sleepover stuff.

Finally, it was time for the core moment; sleeping together. You got into his room, and instantly lay down on his bed.. Huh? Plushies? There were a lot of plushies on his bed, childish one at that!

".. What? Why are you staring at me like that?" Sprout heads over to the bed, also laying down on it next to you. Thankfully, there were enough space for both of you. Man, if I were you, I'd confront him about the plushies!