Short & Sweet
Voretober Day #1: Heart
TW: Sfw & safe vore, implied Severe Injury (Not-Very-Detailed), hurt/comfort, angst-to-fluff, fear. WC: 2,157
(Just a little thing! :D Gonna be making more stuff for P&B, alongside fixing up my Masterlist, soon!
It was just a normal run. They had only been doing them for a month or so at this point, researching, extracting, that kind of thing. Sprout sighed as he stepped out of the elevator, and everyone dispersed. The distractor went to grab the Twisteds, and that was that. He would’ve done the machine closest to Ele, but something stopped him as he approached. Someone else got to the machine as he turned around and quickly went back inside. Ah. Sprout sighed as he leaned down, and picked up an abandoned radio with a cupcake sticker on it. Cosmo forgot it again. He thought with an exasperated smile. Cosmo must have set it down as they waited to get to the next floor… forgetful guy. But! He couldn’t exactly judge. They’d set the oven on fire enough times for him to be fully aware that they both had that problem. Sprout pocketed the radio, and set off to find a different machine. He’d return the radio next time he saw Cosmo, promise. It wouldn’t be long before he would find a machine behind a few crates, and he’d get to work; not before setting the radio turned off on top of one of the boxes, though.
Sprout grunted as he began to turn the wheel. It wasn’t exactly his forte. He was supposed to be in the kitchen working on the dough, not… down here. He wiped a bit of sweat away, and pushed back his leaf-hair just as the machine Dinged! in completion. Two down, only four more to go. The further they went down the more machines there were; he was just glad he didn’t have to do this alone. Elsewhere in the floor, Looey was keeping the Twisteds occupied, Shelly was extracting, and Astro was trying to teach Pebble how to spin the wheel, and how to distract. That puppy was the fastest out of all of them after all, if he could be trained to distract the Twisteds like a game, then they could all stay safe. Sprout had been apprehensive about it, but the rock had been able to evade the Twisteds and stay safe in the past runs they’ve done with him 100%. He was a good boy.
Sprout’s thoughts were interrupted by a discordant noise as a skill check was failed in the distance. Right, Cosmo; he’d come along though Sprout had been apprehensive. You see, these machines they extracted from had special features in place to ensure the Right kind of people were interacting with them, and not say Children or general non-Employees. Unfortunately, Cosmo could rarely complete the verifications, or skill checks as they called them sometimes, correctly. Sprout loved the dude, but he really needed to be less clumsy! Thankfully, the Twisteds were distracted at the minute, so Cosmo should be fine. This was, fortunately or unfortunately, when he noticed a strange buzzing at his hip. He picked up his walkie talkie that he had at his belt, and put it to his ear. It sounded like Shelly was trying to say something. Wait… he checked the volume dial. Ffffruit cakes. He cursed inwardly as he quickly adjusted the volume dial back to normal. “SPROUT! Please please respond! Over!” Shelly spoke, frantic. “Yeah, yeah?? I’m here, over.” Sprout responded, more than a bit worried as a strange feeling went down his spine. A feeling that only happened when someone was hurt. “Looey- he had to lose the Twisteds for a second because he was getting too tired and had been hit by them one too many times! Could you please check on Cosmo? He’s not answering his radio!” She said worriedly, before quickly adding “Over!” at the end. Sprout had fallen silent. No. No no no no no. Cosmo had already been low from healing Looey on a previous floor (Twisted Pebble, so unlucky.), he… Sprout looked around, trying to remember where he’d set it.
Once his eyes landed on Cosmo’s radio, he snatched it up and quickly sprinted for where he’d heard the failed Skill Check. His mind fell blank as he relied solely on instincts to reach him. Mid-Run, he had a moment of clarity and fumbled for the airhorn in his pocket, and turned the corner to see a small trio of Twisteds huddled around a machine… and a trail of ichor leading behind some fallen over crates. Sprout’s eyes widened. He clenched the airhorn tightly, creating a loud discordant noise that quickly attracted the Twisted’s attention as he went back around the corner out of sight, and quickly dove over a countertop so they wouldn’t see him. It would take a tense minute before the ichor-covered creatures would pass him by, and grant him free access to the room where Cosmo had been. Sprout would leap back over the desk, and make his way to the machine. Now he could see better. The trail of ichor, mixed with brown chunks of cake led away from the machine, to some toppled over boxes, and then finally to a now closed closet door. Sprout bit his lip, and tensely moved forward, put a hand on the door, and opened it up. It was then that he yelped, and quickly ducked a swipe from a broom as someone inside tried to attack. “WOah! Hey, hey, buddy, it’s me-” He assured, catching the broom on the second swing as the figure breathed heavily, but halted when his weapon was caught. Once the weapon was lowered, Sprout could get a better look at the figure. His eyes met his. A stuttered breath fell from Sprout’s lungs as he pushed the weapon aside, and pulled Cosmo into an embrace. His head… Sprout pushed the image away as he rested his head atop the uninjured part of Cosmo’s head. “Hey.. hey it’s okay, you’re safe now, now…” He assured, stuttering over his words a little bit in the process. His arm was injured too… it broke his heart.
Sprout held his friend closely with one arm as he fumbled for a cupcake from his bag, and quickly tried to feed it to his friend. “Here… it’ll be okay, you got it? You do Not get to die on me, oki buddy?” He tried to say, commandingly, and maybe a little desperately trying to get Cosmo to look at him and focus his eyes. Sprout softened up a bit with a sigh as Cosmo slowly ate the cupcake from his hand, and some of the scratches and a part of the head-wound would heal, but it wouldn’t be enough. “You should Really work on getting those skill checks down, you could get hurt.” Sprout teased lightly, hoping that a laugh would cheer him up. That snapped him out of it a bit. A small, faint chuckle from Cosmo’s lips as the swiss roll leaned into him made everything seem at least a little bit better, even when Cosmo was actively almost collapsing onto the floor if it weren’t for Sprout’s body keeping him up. “You’re… a real prick, Sprout.” Sprout snickered, but it was more sad than one would expect. “Language, Roll boy… There we go… soon enough, you’ll have a face even Shrimpo couldn’t hate. I am a miracle worker, truly.” Sprout boasted, trying to be as encouraging as possible. Cosmo snorted, and winced a bit as the jostling of himself due to laughter did make his wounds hurt. “Just… need to add a mention about… about how perfect you are and you’d… sound, sound just like Glisten-” Cosmo joked, grinning up at Sprout through the pain. “But… you don’t have to lie… I know I’m not well, just-” Cosmo pushed away from Sprout, and sat with his back against one of the walls of the closet. “I need to sit down.”
Sprout’s smile fell. He really didn’t want Cosmo to panic, but… Sprout himself was kind of freaking out on the inside. He would sit down next to Cosmo, and clench his left arm with his right. “I’m sorry. I should have given you your radio immediately! I just… just thought it’d be okay but it wasn’t and now you’re hurt and-” Sprout caught his breath as he began to ramble, and Cosmo would elbow him. “Hey… don’t do that- this isn’t your-” Cosmo inhaled sharply, groaning a bit. “This isn’t your fault, okay? Let’s just… finish this run and then-” “No.” Sprout interrupted him and kept him from standing. “You can’t be running around out there! Just…” Sprout racked his brain for ideas, he could carry Cosmo and they could just end the run… but- Cosmo also needed healing. Sprout had natural healing capabilities past just his cupcakes, so if he just did a little magic, then…
Sprout reached into his satchel, and took out a pink and orange-ish cupcake. It was made using some special magic that Astro had been practicing, and would allow for a little extra bonding. “Let me keep you safe, for at least until you’re all the way healed. Then you can join us on the run again.” Sprout reasoned, offering the cupcake to Cosmo’s uninjured hand. Cosmo looked at the cupcake, then up at Sprout. He had a strange look on his face, one of minor embarrassment. “..you know I won’t tell you if I want it.” Cosmo explained, and Sprout barked a laugh that was quickly stifled so they didn’t attract any attention. “You do want it don’t youuuu?” “Shut it, Seedly.” “Oh you’re getting it now.” Sprout said with a fake punch to Cosmo’s side, thankfully uninjured. “Just eat the cupcake, man.” Sprout would finish off with a wide smile despite the tears that had pricked his eyes all the while. It wouldn't be much longer before the swiss roll would eat the cupcake quickly, and be reduced in size quickly in a pink and orange light down to a more manageable size. Sprout easily scooped up his small bestie, and carefully held him in one hand up to his face. “Heh… heh… I’m glad you’re okay enough for this.” Sprout spoke, struggling to decide on whether to tease or to be genuine. “Yeah, ‘course. I’m not made out of glass, pureeeeee baked goodness with me.” Cosmo declared, sitting with his legs splayed out on the Strawberry’s palm. “Well, you’re lucky that swiss rolls are my favorite.” Sprout winked as he brought his friend closer, and gently licked part of his face, healing saliva quickly wiping the ichor away. “Just get it over with, ya big weirdo.” Cosmo scolded affectionately, but the disguise of being Over-It didn’t work well with how he leaned into the soft muscle of the Strawberry’s tongue. “Okay, okay.” Sprout giggled out lightly as he rolled his eyes.
He would open his mouth widely, revealing the inside to the shrunken Roll before setting him inside just as quickly. The flavor was always one of the best parts. He had nomfed many of the Toons here, but Cosmo with his natural cosmic-brownie-esqe flavor made his best friend particularly appetizing. Sprout chuckled as he closed his maw around the smaller Toon, and quickly sloshed him around the inside. The little pushes and movements that he made from inside elicited a slight purr from Sprout as he squished him teasingly under his tongue. It was all too easy. At this point, Cosmo barely struggled, which made the feeling of smoothly swallowing him feel so satisfying. Sprout pushed Cosmo up to the roof of his mouth once the Toon was adequately slickened up, and his throat muscles contracted as the tongue slid Cosmo straight down into his throat. He would’ve asked Cosmo to put up more of a struggle, but with the state Cosmo was in physically, and the state Sprout was in emotionally, he was alright with it being calmer. He’d set a finger against his throat, subconsciously assuring himself that Cosmo was safe as he felt him descend deeper, before he’d disappear into his chest, and then add a gentle weight to his stomach. Sprout smiled as he gently patted where he could feel Cosmo get cozy, and got up to leave the room.
“Sprout! Is- Is Cosmo okay?” Shelly asked through the radio as he left the room, and went to extract the machine that Cosmo had been doing earlier, ignoring the ichor stains on the floor in the process. Sprout would use a free hand to answer, “Yes, he’s safe now… all is well.”
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Cosmo curled up in the warm space as softly red-colored healing acids lapped at his form. The space was cramped, but not in an uncomfortable way. Every surface felt like the best mattress, and pleasantly warm. Cosmo’s wounds quickly were patched up, but after the adrenaline rush of before, he was excited to take a nice, long nap. He’d idly trace some of the grooves as he admired the seed-like patterns all across the chamber, and smile. “Thanks for the heal, Sprouty.”
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And there we are! To add on as a Big update :3
I've decided to create a Discord Server! Specifically for people of the DW sfw g/t and nomf community, whichhhh most of those people seem to be on AO3 but if anyone here is interested! Shoot me a DM and I'll get you a link and we can get started ^w^ Bringing the community together!