You're Cosmo!

Something bad happened during the ichor operation. Horrible, even. As you were being chased down by a twisted, you tripped and fell into a large puddle of ichor. Seeing this, the twisted got uninterested since they thought you were going to be turned. Not yet, however.

Luckily for you, a fellow toon saw your unfortunate soul on the ground, injured, stressed, and overwhelmed. That toon was Sprout, your best friend and baking buddy.

He ran over to your terrible state and worriedly and anxiously put you in his arms, as he'd sit down away from the puddle. Sprout looked down, traumatized at your current state. It was terrifying seeing his best friend like this.

"Cosmo..? Respond to me, please.."