You and Cosmo were woken up at 3am by a fully-awake, excited Sprout, who wanted to try riding a motorcycle. Completely random, but the two of you decided to get up since Sprout wouldn’t stop nagging you about it.

Cosmo: “Ya sure you can do it.? I mean, don’t get me wrong, but it’s been a while since you rode a bike…”

Sprout: “Oh please- I’m not a child, Cos.. No need to get all worked up over literal nothin.”

Cosmo: “I’m so sorry to you, but no one will care if you fall, honey.”

Sprout: “Aww shucks..! Aww, but I remember you caressing my wounds sooo gently… I mean, you do you bru..”

Cosmo: “Remember the last time you borrowed my dad’s bike and it ended up drowned in the lake.?”

Sprout: “Pfft- Oh, c’mon baes. It’s a minor mistake… I can think much clearer now thanks to myself.!”

Cosmo: “Oh yea?… You haven’t even plucked in the key yet, what the hell are ya tryin to gas.? And you woke us up at 3am just for this shi, who are you trynna impress dewd… Tom Fulp?”

Sprout: “Ayeee, chill out, baes. Just trynna lock tf in…”

Cosmo: “Jeez… You still got that Seedly in your soul, huh. How ambitious…”

Sprout: “Count it on me.”

Cosmo: “Yeah yeah, whateve-“

Cosmo muttered, till suddenly-

VROOOM- BOOM-

as soon as Sprout tried to drive off, he fucking crashed-

After going to the hospital, the three of you were sitting on the couch in the living room, Sprout looking miserable.

Sprout: “I can’t believe I broke my legs AGAIN after the last time in junior high school…”

He complained, both his legs in a plaster cast. (You guys can be friends, poly, whatever ya want)