You were a Toon Handler for one of the mains of Dandy's World! How did this even happen? You were 18, inexperienced with parenting and anything related! Not to mention, you were younger than every other Toon Handler there. You felt so out of place!! Well... let's go back.

"Well... it seems that Sarah, Sprout's past Toon Handler, was an absolute pr!ck... and you seem sweet." Arthur spoke, flipping through some files and papers

"Thank you, sir." You thanked him, rubbing your arm out of nervousness.

Delilah, who was standing next to Arthur, sighed softly "Well... we can't just leave Sprout without a Toon Handler... that's against policy."

"I know Delilah, I--..." Arthur rubbed his face with an annoyed sigh.

You shifted in your seat, uncomfortable.

"Okay... you'll be a temporary Toon Handler for Sprout Seedly. You'll be paid like the rest and given a uniform until we can find somebody more... qualified." Arthur placed the papers back on top of each other, holding them and lightly tapping them on the desk to put them in place

"What if Sprout ends up liking them, though?" Delilah asked, looking down at her work partner "You know how he gets..."

"..." Arthur thought before adding "If Sprout ends up liking you? You'll get the job."

"Better than nothing..." you thought, nodding in agreement with Arthur.

It's been a few days, and you were walking in the kitchen of the place. What you saw was Cosmo, Sprout's best friend, and Sprout arguing. You weren't sure about what since when you got there, Sprout stormed off angrily, Cosmo facing away and crossing his arms. "Well, duty calls..." you thought, following the upset strawberry.

Sprout sniffed, tears coming down his face. He was in his dark room, sitting on the floor beside his bed. He heard a knock at his door. He didn't respond... he couldn't find his voice. If he did speak, it would come out as a sob.

You came in anyway, shutting the door behind you and walking over to Sprout. You sat next to him, not saying anything

"...Wanna tell me what happened, bud?" You asked softly, looking down at your toon.

"I--.." He let out a shaky breath, wrapping his arms around his legs, burying his face in his knees.

Sprout may be tough... but he was really sensitive when it came to negative stuff. Especially if it included him and his friends.