His eye widened slightly, rosy cheeks becoming a bit more red than they were.

"A...sleepover..?"

Okay, good so far. "Yea, I wanna spend some time with you, even if we're taking a break from your little anger lessons." A threw a reassuring smile his way.

He hesitantly smiled back. "I...suppose I could hang with you.....overnight........"

Great, he took the bait.

Or did I?

Nah.

I clapped my hands together. "Okay, it's almost dinner time, so Shelly should be done by now. I heard that she was planning on making nachos..!"

Sprout just nodded, looking down. I really hope he isn't as bad off as Vee. Sure, she's bad off outwardly, but I'm afraid that Sprout may be the same but inwardly.

I gently took his hand, leading him to the dining part of the regular toons' bedroom floor.

There were all the usual toons in their respective places, Boxten poking at a cloud on his cheek, Scraps swishing her tail impatiently. Even the new toon, Rudie, was attempting to nonchalantly sprinkle peppermint flakes in his nachos.

...Weird... but I don't judge.

Sprout sat down next to me on a spare chair, since the main toons usually eat dinner together without the regulars, and, well, now their floor has been turned into a temporary rehabilitation center for them, so...

He was chilling with me.

After we had finished our nachos and catching up with the other toons, I brought Sprout to my room, humming a cheerful tune. Sprout seemed to be in thought behind me, not saying a thing the entire time.

We entered my room, Sprout becoming even quieter, if that was possible. I eyed my sprout plush leaning against the wall, thinking about how I should find a place to hide it.

Sprout, luckily, was ignoring it this time. He fidgeted with his scarf, the end of it twitching occasionally, like some sort of animal he was petting that was enjoying it.

I hadn't... thought this far...

Sprout yawned unknowingly, his eyelid drooping. I frowned, standing up. "Sprout... I don't think we'd be able to do anything fun with you being as tired as you are..."

He didn't even seem to be listening, although his fists did clench and unclench around the scarf.

I stood up, gently grabbing his hands away from his scarf, so he could pay attention to me. He looked up, staring me in the eyes. The glazed look over his eye, I couldn't quite describe, but...

His face was moving closer to mine...

His sweet strawberry breath in my face...

My eyes locking with his eye...

I closed them, feeling his lips on mine.

After a moment, he pulled away quickly, his hands shaking. "Oh my God, Cos, I'm so sorry, I- was that your- oh God... I don't know what came over me, I'm so sorr-"

Quit fumbling over your words and kiss me!

I immediately pulled him back closer to me, locking my lips with his once more.

I love you...