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Cosmo sat at his desk, working on things like essays or new equations to different types of medicine with his quill pen. The pastry had tried to stay focused on his work, but he was just oh- so
Sick.
Cosmo had a tissue box on his desk, with the tissues he took from there scattered along his desk and floor, his nose was clogged up like a (obviously) clogged up drain. On top of that, he also had a sore throat and his eyes were red and stuffy.
Cosmo sighed, sniffling as he leaned back. He reached to grab another tissue out of the box, but he found that there was no more in there.. He groaned, his legs felt too weak to get up, so the next best thing to do was call his creation, Sprout.
“sprout!-” Cosmo called out, which made his throat incredibly sore. The worst thing about it was that he heard no movement whatsoever..
‘ Did he even hear him..? ‘ The pastry thought- sighing in his head. He'd guessed he would have had to get tissues himself..
Cosmo grabbed the desks sides, slowly pushing himself up.. as he did- he felt a painful headache slowly start to form. Cosmo just held his head- and turned around and walked to the door..
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Sprout was peacefully lounging the old couch in the other room- when he heard footsteps from across the hall. ‘ Cosmo! ‘ Sprout sat up- his tail starting to wag quickly. The strawberry was always so excited to see his creator- well, not this time, at least.
Sprout stared at the scientist holding himself against the wall and looking the most horrible way Sprout had ever seen him..
Sprout paused, making a sound in worry.. He got off the couch and headed over to Cosmo..
Cosmo looked up and sniffled.. “H-hey Sprout..” Cosmo said quietly with a raspy voice. Sprout even looked more concerned, and Cosmo noticed.. “It's okay-” Cosmo coughed, interrupting his words. “Sprout.. it's just a common cold..”
Sprout didn't understand- how could something like this just be a common cold..? “Need.. rest..” Sprout mumbled, pointing at Cosmo. “Too sick.. Sprout help.”
Cosmo chuckled weakly at Sprout's words, but he insisted.. “I'm fine.. Sprout, I Just- W-woah!”
Sprout picked up Cosmo, bridal carry style and nuzzled into his cheek. “Sprout help.. Cosmo too ignorant.”
“Ignorant?- I didn't even teach you that word..” Cosmo coughed- rubbing his eyes.. “But- I said..” - “No buts.. Sprout in charge.” Sprout cut Cosmo off with huff and a finger pressed to his lips and carried him to the couch.
Sprout carefully placed Cosmo on the couch he was recently laying on. “Sprout now..” Sprout paused, what did Cosmo make for him when he was sick?
“S-ss..” - “Soup. Sprout..” Cosmo finished it for him. “Is that you wanted to-” Cosmo sneezed, covering it with his elbow. “That you wanted to say..” Cosmo groaned- leaning back.
Sprout perked up a little- “Yea- yea- Sprout make soup for Cosmo!” Sprout smiled- his tail wagging once again.
Cosmo leaned against the arm rest, sniffling. “Mm.. Do you even know how to make it?..”
Sprout stared at Cosmo for a moment- thinking. “Ghh…” Sprout in fact did not know how to make soup. “Ffhhh- Yes-!” Though, he didn't want Cosmo to help him. “Yes- Sprout does!..”
Sprout smiled, his tail wagging. Cosmo just sat there, looking at the little cheeky expression on the strawberries face, then sighed. “Okay, Sprout.” Cosmo started to lay down, yawning..
“Sprout be back with soup soon- Cosmo!” Sprout ran off to the kitchen, leaving Cosmo there on the couch.
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Sprout stood in front of the stove.. He had no idea what he was doing- so he tried to remember what Cosmo did when he was sick..
Sprout grabbed a pot and filled it with water, just like Cosmo did- then grabbed vegetables and sorts and threw them into the pot. “...” Sprout stared at the pot.
“Something missing. Something needed.” Sprout grumbled, he couldn't figure out what he needed.. Sprout grabbed the vegetables out of the pot- getting his hand slightly wet and the water slightly murky.
When had Sprout had a bath? Who knows.
Sprout grabbed the vegetables- putting them on the counter.. “Maybbee..” Sprout stretched out his words- and he looked around for answers.
“...”
Sprout grabbed a knife from somewhere on the counter, and cut the vegetables up. “This what Cosmo did..?” Sprout raised a eyebrow at his own actions..
Sprout then slid the chopped up vegetables into the pot.. “...Ghh.. Something else..” Sprout looked up- he saw a few spices in the cabinets- he smiled, grabbing the spices and just throwing them in the pot..
Sprout stood there, looking at the pot filled with water, spices, and chopped up vegetables.
He put the pot on the stove- turning the knob on the stove.. “...”
Sprout stared at the pot- ‘ Was he waiting for again?.. ‘
Sprout just stared at it until it started bubbling.. he thought that it was good now.. i mean- it smelled good to him.
Sprout carried the pot, yes, the whole pot- and a spoon to the pastry, who was just lying on the couch.
Sprout dropped the pot in front of the couch. “Sprout made soup- See!- Cosmo proud?” Sprout tilted his head.
Cosmo glanced at the pot- then turned over, rubbing his eyes. “You brought the pot itse-” - “Drink!” Sprout pushed the spoon towards Cosmo.. Cosmo raised an eyebrow, then scooped some of the liquid into the spoon.
Cosmo blew on it- and drank it.
“...”
“What think..?” Sprout grinned..
Cosmo just swallowed- trying to hide his disgusted face away from the strawberry. “Its nice- Sprout..” Sprout looked so happy - until Cosmo continued. “Its nice- But it's not nice. At all..” Cosmo sighed and Sprout frowned.
“Sorry..” Cosmo also looked sad when he noticed the disappointed look on Sprouts face, he pat the Strawberries head in a hope to cheer him up.. “But you tried your best, that's what counts..”
There was a silence for a moment- then..
“What can.. What can Sprout do to make Cosmo feel better?..”
Cosmo paused, then thought. “We can cuddle if you want. I'm kind of cold anyway..”
Sprout's happy expression instantly came back- as he jumped onto Cosmo, excited.
Sprout nuzzled into Cosmo and putting his snout into the crook of Cosmo's neck. Cosmo sniffled. “Someone was eager to cuddle..”
Sprout nodded his head, wrapping his arms around Cosmo and squeezing him tightly. “Feel better now?" Sprout asked with a soft look on his face..
“Mm..” Cosmo paused-
“Ye–” Cosmo stared to answer, but he then sneezed onto Sprout. “agh- Sorry Sprout..”
Sprout wiped his face. “It's okay-!”
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Then the two continued to cuddle.. even if Sprout also got a cold afterwards..