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An ice cream cake. That’s what the plan was anyway. Cosmo opened the walk-in freezer. He collected the ice cream tubs, nice and heavy, and walked to the door, which was supposed to be open. He puts down the tub at the sight of the closed door. He started to push the freezer entrance.
“Dang, doors jammed,” he huffed. He started to hit and bang against the door. He started to yell to see if anyone could let him out, but he soon realized that yelling only let freezing air into the body, chilling him from the inside. Another problem was nobody knew he was in the kitchen, it was very early in the morning. No sane toon would be awake at this hour. Ok, he needs to huddle down. Not let himself panic despite how bad this situation is, he needs to keep himself warm. He got some empty cardboard boxes to use as cover and preserve body heat. He had two layers of cardboard protecting him, but it didn’t keep out the cold. He shivered hard, and his body started to become stiff. He listened carefully for anything in the outside world.
Sprout got up nice and early to do some baking, plus Cosmo might be up too. He was slightly disappointed that his best friend wasn’t here but he didn’t let it stir him. Alright cupcake ingredients, let the butter sit for two hours. Ok, simple enough, they have butter in the freezer. Sprout paced to the freezer and grabbed the handle. He pulled the door. Sprout sighed slightly, it was jammed, that’s fine just a little nudge her, pull there … and presto. Door is open. At the sound of the door opening Cosmo immediately popped up from his cardboard kingdom.
“S-sprout….” He stuttered from the cold
“Cosmo!” He goes to his friend’s side ”why are you in the freezer, do you know how dangerous that is” he scooped him up trying to warm him up. “Oh ichor… the door was jammed.. you got locked in here didn’t you,” he could feel Cosmo nod against him. “Ok bud let’s get out, I’ll carry you” he wrapped his scarf around the shivering toon and lifted him up, walking out of the freezer. He was slightly mad that Cosmo had gotten trapped in the first place, but scolding won’t do any good, he clearly learned his lesson. Oh ichor he’s freezing, he’s sucking heat out of Sprout, practically an ice sculpture.
He walked to his bedroom, opening the door. The room was neat and clean. His bed was nicely made. He untucked the blanket to lay Cosmo down and bundle him up. He goes to his closet as he hears Cosmo whining in the background. He got some extra blankets and a jacket. He quickly slipped the jacket onto the toon before adding layers upon layers of blankets.
“Sprout…” he cried out
“I know, I know, I’m working on it,” he thinks of more ways to warm up Cosmo’s body “do you want hot chocolate bud?”
“No..please come here” he begged
“Ok, whatever you want,” he goes to the bed and lays down next to him, body heat was a good warming up method. The contrast was uncomfortable from how hot it was under all the covers versus how cold and frozen Cosmo was. He whispered reassurance to his best friend. “It’s going to be ok, you’re gonna warm up, I promise “ Cosmo whimpered quietly, he pressed harder against Sprout. The main shivered at the mass of ice layer next to him.
He can feel the twitching of the pastry molding in him. He gripped at Sprout, fingers so cold but warming up. Sprout rubbed Cosmo’s back, trying to use friction as warmth. He had some flush on his freckled cheeks, the blood is flowing, he’s warming.
“You're getting better bud,” he whispered.
At some point Cosmo had fallen asleep. Sprout was slightly uncomfortable from the blankets, he was sweating a bit, but Cosmo is much more important. Cosmo himself wasn’t so cold anymore, he pressed Cosmo right into his chest, using his arms to hold him in place. The pasty would shift and groan slightly but Sprout kept him still.
Eventually Sprout did nod off as well, holding his friend snug against him. Cosmo started to stir as soon as Sprout drifted. He opened his eyes to a certain Strawberry. Cosmo was wearing Sprout’s jacket and his beloved Scarf. Not to mention that he is completely trapped in Sprout’s grip. Guess he has no choice but to settle back down and snuggle up.