Chapter 1: 6/30/2002
Chapter Text
Fill machines.
Run.
Buy.
Repeat.
Fill the machines.
Run.
Buy.
Repeat.
Fill the machines.
Run.
Get hurt.
Buy?
Repeat.
Fill the mâ̸̠̋chines.
r̴̨̦͕̝ư̡͕̭̇ᾗ.
Buy..?
Repeat.
Panic.
Get hurt.
Fill the machines.
Get clawed.
Run.
Get scratched.
Panic.
Get bitten.
Sprint.
Buy..
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DONT. IGNORE. ME. PLEASE.
“CRAP!” Yelled Poppy as her and Boxten’s frail bodies we’re sent flying to the elevator wall during their last chase against their known friends but now into grotesque horrific monsters.. As the elevator door shuts itself with a loud thud as the two to themselves for a moment from the recent impact. As they try to catch their ragged breath for a moment they just KNEW they had to go back up now, with ZERO exceptions.
“The elevator panel!”
“Right!”
They both squealed as they hurried themselves to the panel and began to desperately press the button to go back up to gardenview repeatedly, they were quite desperate to get out of the elevator as soon as possible too. One more floor they said, everything will be alright they said.. 36 floors on their first ever run is quite impressive for their first but seeing the rotting, mangled corpses of your friends and of yourself is nauseating to say the least. The gears of the elevator were slowly turning and moving its way up to the surface. They both sat on the cold floor as they silently looked at each other with widen eyes completely traumatized by what they saw earlier.
Poppy broke the silence first, “Dandy was..”
“Huge.. yeah.” Boxten shuddered.
“And he was..”
“Terrifying? Yeah.. Any heals?”
“None.. unfortunately… is your arm okay..?” She asked with concern as she saw his arm bleeding out really badly.
“I think so.. o-oh! And your back.?” He asked back as he did see her get slashed pretty bad from the back before getting into the elevator.
“..I think I can manage.. Just a scratch..” she says as her back was gravely clawed and would bleed a lot if not patched.
. . .
“I got an idea! Empty your bag!”
“Why?” Poppy asked curious.
“Soo, that when we count how many tapes we got in total and see what we can buy from Dandy’s shop! I have like 340 something.”
“Oooh! If that’s the case I have like.. uhmm.. 400 I think.”
“That’s a lot!”
“Well, what can I say? Pop cans are my go to!” Poppy winked at him as she down a bottle in front of him. That should make at least 700 and up! That roughly enough for 7 medkits too, that should probably be enough for them to rest up all the way back to full health, I mean.. they are at the very edge of DYING if they got hit once more. They surely did NOT want to experience death as a first to begin with, based on seeing the horrific versions of themselves it would not be pleasant regardless. Poppy bangs the elevator’s hatch very consistently which did leave lots of loud noises. Then suddenly the hatch flew open and Dandy popped up with that classic golden smile that he always had on his face.
“Well, helloo you two! Welcome to my good ol’ shop! I’m not sure why you wanted to shop even after you finished your run. But let’s not try to that again shall we?” He grins way too smugly at the two. Despite twisting right before their eyes Boxten decides to already start with the large amount of tapes they collected and placed it on the counter.
“So.. Dandy? We were awfully beat and based on how many twisteds we’ve got on the last floor and I think you know why, so we thought we should do a final purchase before we leave.”
Poppy nods with a smile. “Mhm! We got atleast 700 tapes right here just for ya!”
“700?!” Dandy shot up with widen eyes. That’s a lot of tapes!
“But we mostly need them to be used for medkits and based on how much we got we could get 7 of them! So.. if you could give us that.? Please?” Boxten added with a small smile towards the flower. Dandy processed for a moment, looking at them and the tapes for a moment before deciding.
“You two got yourselves a deal!” Dandy said with a thumbs up.
Poppy’s eyes lit up before just grabbing his hand and shaking it with utmost gratitude. “Thanks Dan! You mean a lot for this!”
“Right! Thank you Dandy!” He replied with a small smile.
This sentiment of warmth just washed over Dandy’s whole body for a moment. The way they just.. didn’t act distrustful or resentful towards him because of his outburst and twisting right before them both. Of sense of calm washes over him before he smiles right back at them, genuinely. He grabs the required amount of medical kits that they needed and handed them over which Poppy decided to carry most of because of Boxten’s condition. They both thank the star once more before leaving the elevator waving goodbye to him.
“Oh yeah! Dandy,” Poppy started, “sorry for causing your outburst back then! We just wanted to see what would happen.. Sorry about that.” She said with a little guilty smile before leaving him completely shocked to the fact that they apologized to him.. they. Apologized. To. Him. But it was his fault to be twisting in the first place, he did try to hurt them both so why.. did they apologize..? It was his fault for acting such a way in the first place so it was indeed HIS fault.
Maybe it wasn’t entirely his fault.. but maybe..
“And.. done!” The music box stated as he patched her back up with the bandages they needed thankfully, they both didn’t bleed out to death because that would be horrid. “Thanks B!” Poppy said while they’re both in her room chatting for a while. “Yknow, I’ve been thinking since we did so good on our first run, we should probably watch a movie to celebrate! I was thinking about horror honestly.”
“Huh? Why horror.?” He fidgeted slightly.
“B, we saw all of our friends rotting down there and don’t forget that WE saw Dandy of all people become twisted before our very own eyes.”
“… Well can’t argue with that.. but I want some sci-fi in between it.”
“Sci-fi horror it is then! I’ll get the pop, you get the popcorn! And hopefully it won’t be too hard since you don’t have glasses anymore.”
“Glasses?” Boxten asked, genuinely confused.
“Yeah.. your.. glasses- Boxten.”
“Yes?”
“Don’t tell me that you never needed glasses this entire time.”
“… well..”
“AND YOU DIDN’T TELL ME?!”
“I thought it was obvious to be honest.” He called out as he walked to the kitchen cabinet and grabbed a back of popcorn to place it in the microwave. “I mean, have you ever seen me do he typical ‘were are my glasses’ gag during the show?”
“.. No.”
“Then there you have it. I will admit, I thought it was obvious.”
“Not to me though!” Poppy replied back as she already picked the movie for them to watch together, blankets, soft pillows, dimmed lights and each other. This was truly the perfect sleepover night that they could ever have ever! As they peacefully settled themselves down to wind down after their long exhausting day they finally start watching the movie.
“Which movie is this?”
“Alien!”
“Nice! What a classic!”
Some hours past, and lost of movies were watched but they boy decided to go to bed for tonight since it was getting pretty late and they needed to attend another run tomorrow. They both silently stare at each other as the night passes by them.
“Hey B..”
“Yeah..?” He lets out a yawn.
“Hypothetically speaking, what if we went outside of gardenview and-“
“I’ll join you.” He said immediately.
“Huh? Aren’t you typically supposed to be more reasonable?”
“Yeah well.. we’ve been here since we EXISTED to begin with and based on now that the place shutdown, I’d would like to see something new to be honest..”
“…Well then, we should do this before winter season starts- wait it would be even better actually!”
“Right?”
. . .
“I wonder what ‘fuck’ means..”
“Me too pops me too.”
Chapter 2
Summary:
How Speout basically got into ties with Poppy and Boxten also COSMO’S IS ON THIS CHAPTER LETS GOO
Notes:
I don’t really have much to say here but whatever.. oh yeah I hc that the starters used to BEAT THE LOVING SHIT out of the twisteds for self defense, sure, it’s wayy too il for them but idgaf
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
It’s was October 3rd 2006, about 4 years since gardenview was closed and the famous ichor operation started as a whole. During this time, the starters also know as Poppy the bubble and Boxten the music box had to go down many floors and work for the one who started it all, Dandy. They’ve been working since day one, saw every single twisted and their broken disheveled selfs even their duplicates which was creepy to think about and see I general. Also, the concerning part, is that they were most commonly seen.. how many times have they died before this? Did they have clones of themselves? Were they too distracted of the dangers below? Is that the reason we see them way too commonly? Whatever the case, it’s best to ignore it to not ask so many unanswered questions. Besides, we’re now in the present and it’s too late to go back to the past where they lived peacefully and calmly everyday. Honestly, waking up at 7 am was an absolute PAIN IN THE ABSOLUTE FUCKING ASS, but it’s fine since they got used to it, plus with now he whole cast back, thank to them, everything went back to normal!
Except for one thing, the mains fucking egotistical, self-absorbing, narcissistic asses exist.
Unfortunately.. they don’t really give them credit for shit, either on runs or on ANYTHING really.. INCLUDING THE FACT THE WORKED FOR 9 MONTHS JUST TO BRING THEM BACK INCLUDING THE OTHER TOONS IN ONE DAY MIND YOU. Like damn okay we get you’re THE cast of the show but like we get it, don’t need to rub salt in an invisible wound that their schizophrenic mind created. Sure, the two were annoyed about it, including SOME, which was minority of everybody, but of course they ignored it. Besides, they have better things to do.
Poppy smacks away her alarm clock that just screamed bloody murder and wakes up for the first time of today before putting on her clothes before heading down to the dinner and eat her breakfast for today, hoping she’ll see her bestest of best friend ever before seeing anyone else first, that’s what friends are for anyways! To elevator door opens up as she reaches the dinner floor and walks out of the elevator to go get her seat-
“What are you doing?”
Great. Poppy turns her head to see Sprout looking at her suspiciously right at her but not already ridiculing her or telling her that ‘she looks of model’ or something like that. Like she gives a shit, it’s a new style of clothes she wanted to try and she LOVES it, even Glisten loved seeing her rock with it honestly. [actually her AND boxten didn’t want the risk of ruining their classic clothes again so they went to the lost and found to try new ones and it sorta grew on them to say the least. And they match! :D]
“Getting breakfast?” She replied back.
“Okay. Well, this is for you.” He gives her a letter inside of an envelope. “I would also show this to Boxten if I were you, later.”
Huh. Well that was weird.. anyways she heads straight to sit down on an empty table after getting her breakfast which was a simple bowl of good ol’ cereal, basic but gets the job done and is super tasty! Then Boxten strolled in and sat down in front of her with a small plate of pancakes and some fruit on the side. “I’m already irritated by today.” He muttered as he stabbed is fork onto his food.
“Why?”
“The mains keep throwing ketchup packets at me.” He sighs. Poppy looks at him up and down before cocking a brow at him.
“You’re not covered in ketchup?”
“They don’t know you have to open them first.”
“Huh.. Who started it?”
“Sprout.” He sighed.
“Yeah figures.” They both snickered to themselves as they continue eating their breakfast, Boxten’s eyes glances at the tiny envelope that Poppy had beside her and raises suspicion when he saw there was a signature on it.. Vee’s signature. Sure he was a big fan of her show since he adores trivia questions and the fact he only has a signed poster about from the past but for SOME REASON, she’s been treating him as if he was madly obsessed with everything Vee related for unknown reason. But people saw through that bs because it was quite obvious that he wasn’t THOSE type of fans but still. Also the signature is practically easy to tell because it’s literally green. WHO THE FUCK CARRIES A CONVENIENT GREEN PEN AROUND.
[personally I HATEEE when some people make BOXTEN a hard core vee fan his whole entire personality lowk.. LIKE he likes trivia, sure but trivia crack exists bro.]
“What’s with the envelope?” He asks.
“I don’t know.. Sprout gave it to me.. and it’s probably written by Vee based on the signature.”
“What did Sprout give to you two?”
“Oh, hey coss!” Boxten smiled at him as he walked in with some eggs and some toast for breakfast, their pretty chill with him and honestly they all have a sibling type of bond with each other for as long as they remember, it was quite wholesome seeing those 3 together sometimes. Cosmo sat down next to Poppy and placed his food on the table.
“Heard you got thrown ketchup packets at, which is stupid because they were closed.” The cake roll added.
“Right?” The music box added.
“Wonder what’s in this letter anyways.” The bubbled questioned the envelope package.
“Can I read it?” Boxten asked and with a happy nod Poppy handed him the envelope which he immediately tore off and read the paper that they left for them. He read the paper with a neutral expression before it changed to a somewhat more disappointing look.
“… I’m going to cut it straight, they’re banning us two from going on runs.”
. . .
“Is that supposed to be a bad thing?” Cosmo asked.
“They also said that includes solos, duos and any other type of run aswell because we’re “incompetent and we barely do anything”… which absolute bullshit.”
“Exactly!” Poppy squeaked out “Honestly what were they thinking?”
“But hey, atleast can watch some trash tv at any time!” Cosmo added with a mischievous smile “also, is it finished yet?”
“Nope we still have more! Besides it my own brand so I must have a lot!” She replied flattering herself with her somewhat life time supply of pop cans.
“I’m surprised that despite we spiked some of them you aren’t an addict.”
“Hey! Pop is delicious! I don’t think I need to sugarcoat.”
“Well it’s been fun chatting with you too but I gotta run! Literally.” The cake laughed as he stood up and grabbed their empty plates before going to the kitchen, he was pretty useful during the runs so they weren’t surprised in the slightest.
“See you two later!”
“Bye cozzie!” Poppy started, “And good luck down there!”
“Thank you! Don’t have too much fun without me!”
“No promises.” Boxten added back on his little comment. It didn’t take long for them to get up and go back to enter the elevator to go back up to the sleep quarters. It’s not like they needed to be in the lobby waiting anyways so it’s best if they just go back to their rooms. “Hey Boxten, guess what?” the bubble mischievously grinned at him.
“What?” The box questioned.
“I still got the ‘pixie sticks’ from last week!” She giggled out as she saw his eyes lit up with joy and excitement. “You still have them?! How much..?”
“Hmm.. 70 or something..”
“Okay then.. 70 IS a lot.. we should probably wait for Cosmo once he gets back.”
“Awhh.. okay.. BUT! There’s a lot of pop that we need to spike~!” She squealed.
“True, true.” he answered as he nodded, “Wonder how long the ban would last? Not that I hope for them to bring us back after a week or so.” He added.
“Also true! But honestly I think we both know we definitely deserve a break from all of this, yknow?”
She smiled back, “I do wonder how long this break will last?”
4 MONTHS.
They were banned from going on runs. For 4 months. FOUR. QUATRE. But did that really bother them? Not at all, they were relaxing, playing games, watching movies and of course sniffing crack and doing drugs in secret. But honestly it doesn’t really matter because Cosmo is aware and does it as-well during his free time when sprout isn’t around. Speaking of Sprout, he didn’t really want to do this but he AND the other mains needed them to come back to aid them since for starters, the twisteds numbers increased a lot and the fact that they need extra hands for he machines, pitiful to ask the two people who needed to stay back to come back for something. Honestly the mains didnt feel like assholes because they thought it was the right thing to do for their safety.
And it was a splendid thing to bring them back to it.
The strawberry walks across the toons rooms as he steps right in front of Poppy room since he heard both of them conversating from the inside.
“POPPY. I SWEAR. PLEASE ONLY PUT ONE GRAM IN IT.” Boxten pleaded.
“Why not two?” She asked.
“BECAUSE.. If you do and you BETTER NOT, it’s going to explode.”
“EXPLODE?!” Sprout thought to himself, what the hell are these two doing??
“Hmm… I’m gonna put 2 grams.”
“POPPY DONT- SHIT!” À loud bang emitted from the inside of the room as Sprout’s skin jumps out of his own body from that very moment. Honestly WHAT WERE THESE TWO DOING?! Never mind that, he had to get inside regardless, he knocked on Poppy’s door three times “Poppy! Boxten! What going on in there?” he called out. He heard some quick shuffling and objects getting moved around and getting placed around he also heard words that he never heard or in general understood in the first place.. lots of ‘meep’ and ‘zips’ and whatnot. The door open to Boxten’s face appearing on the door. “Oh! Hey Sprout! Didn’t know you were here.. what’s up.?”
“Uhh.. What’s up with you two? What were you doing in there?!”
“Role playing.” He said straight forward.
“..a-huh.. what about the explosion sound?” He crossed his arms skeptic.
“Sound board.”
“..okay then.. well then.. there is something I need to ask.. a favor if you would come to a main only run with us. You two being an exception.” Sprout stated in front of them, they’re lit up with sparkles for a minute from the news.
“A RUN!” Poppy screamed as she pushed Boxten back inside her room being face to face with Sprout “Funny coming from the person who gave me the same letter who told us we couldn’t go anymore huh?” She cocks a sly eyebrow.
“Well that’s all in the past now but there’s one thing you guys must do.”
“Which is?”
“You both need to distract the twisteds.”
. . .
“That’s it?” Boxten asked still swing stars a bit from his fall.
“Yeah..?” Sprout said à little awkwardly.
“Alright then! It’s a deal! Dibs on even.”
“Oh come on I didn’t even got a chance!” Boxten barked back as Poppy stuck her tongue out at him before he stood up and exited the room to go change his clothes “Is the run happening now?” he asks.
“Yeah in 30 minutes.” He added back.
“Okay then, we’ll be right there!” Poppy added.
With a soft smile Sprout went to go back in the elevator to reach the other mains characters before heading down to the first floor below of gardenview. At first, the mains would kinda underestimate them as they placed them in a role that they had to play out for now.
and that was their first AND last mistake.
Dandy pops up from the elevator as he greets all 7 of them with the brightest smile of all time.
“Hellooo! And welcome to my amazing shop- HOLY FUCK YOU TWO ARE BACK.”
“Heya Dan! Did you miss us?” Poppy asked a she kinda hugged him from the counter while Dandy looked like he saw their FUCKING CORPS FROM À FUCKING WAR.
“Well..”
“Did you miss us?” Boxten added.
“Well of course I did miss you two! … Please tell this isnt a Dandy run..” Dandy said looking still a bit mortified.
“Uhh.. it’s not..? I think.” Boxten said as Dandy a big sigh of relief from that statement, the mains were a bit confused why Dandy acted this way, sure he could be skittish sometimes but he never acted like this in front of anybody beforehand. HECK, EVEN ASTRO.
“Well! I gotta go! Goodluck out there!” And with that Dandy’s shop was closed for now.
“He definitely missed us.”
“Agreed, anyways, it’s your turn anyways pops!” Boxten nudged her.
“Please I’ll be fineeee. Wonder how far we’ll go anyways?”
“Beats me!”
So they went off distracting more and more floors until they reached up to floor 27 which was pretty good to say the least! The only concerning is that the two were getting some ichor stains on some part of their clothes every time a main comes around a floor and yet they act like nothing is happening. What’s up with them anyways? Obviously Sprout and Astro caught on with everything going on between the two from secret languages and the ichor stains on their clothes. Floor 28 came with a TRIPLE MAIN COMBO which kinda, occasionally, kinda shocked Poppy and Boxten and including everything else.
“Quick question Sprout?” Poppy nudged his shoulder.
“Yeah? What is it?” He asked.
“How many tapes do you have right now?”
“Uh… like 500 or something…why?”
“OKAY GOOD THANKS!” Then she beelined it to the back of Astro’s room. It was pretty big so they’ll surely be fine.. right? He then noticed that Boxten’s heart was slightly cracked meaning he got hit, for the second time, he rushed at where he was most likely where he would be located at and then he saw a glimpse of him getting attacked by his OWN TWISTED?! He gotta act fast, what does he do.. what SHOULD he do? What-
“Hehehehe! Stop that tickles- stop! Hehe-!”
What the fuck.
He looks back at him and sees him not getting attacked by his twisted but getting licked on the face by it. He steps in, “Boxten?”
The two boxes freeze, the twisted looked like a deer in headlights while Boxten was just shocked but kinda was expecting it to happen at some point, he sighs as he looks up at Sprout. “RUN BOY RUN.” He scram at the twisted, not so loudly to alert the other mains, and the twisted just beelined it to who knows where, they were sometimes pretty fast after all.
“Care to explain to me on, I dunno, WHY WERE YOU HUGGING YOUR TWISTED?!”
“Oh Sprout!~” Poppy cheery voice rang behind him. She approaches him and place her mouth tightly over his mouth. “If you don’t want to end like the other mains twisted that we’re on this floor you’re going to stay quiet before I make you quiet. Personally.” She threatened with showing a bloodied metal pipe with lots of ichor on it. Of course, not knowing her capabilities he just nods as he complies.
“Yay! Thank you Sprout for your collaboration! Also, Boxten the floors good now!”
“You already got all of them?”
“Except Astro of course! I know how pissed you are with him so I kept him for last! Just for you!~”
“AWHHHH Poppy you shouldn’t have! Thank you!”
“Anytime!”
What the fuck did Sprout get himself fucking into.
Notes:
BOTTOM LOSER SPROUT NEXT CHAPTER TRUST
Chapter 3: the room where it happens
Summary:
So basically this is where the shit starts and how sprout becomes a twink ass bottom. There’s kissing and poorly(barely) written sex in this one.
Notes:
HOW DO YALL GENUINELY ENJOY TS AND NOT THE OTHER MAGICAL GIRL FIC THAT IM WORKING HARD ON. GENUINELY. Now that I think abt it, this is one of the many fics where the starters arent treated poorly or getting killed off so there’s that. Also sprout not being dominant there’s that that too.. and say gex-
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
It was a Saturday at Poppy’s room about roughly a week since the run with the mains and the incident of sprout finding out that SOME twisteds can infact be passive as she sat down on her cushion in front of the low table filled with snacks, pop and lots and lots of ‘candies’ for their own enjoyment. In her comfortable pjs, Poppy spoke aloud, “Okay boys remember the oath!”
“What happens in the room, stays in the room. No matter what.”
“Heard that you two got in a main only run! How’d it go?” Cosmo started as he popped a can open.
“Well.. he found out that the twisteds can be passive and everything. Which honestly I’m surprised it took THAT long to figure it out.” Boxten added he stretched his arm out a bit.
“Well anyways, you did invite him, right cozzie??” Poppy asked with a sly smile.
“Of course I did! He gotta relax after all the time he’s been in the kitchen. Also, he’s been really skittish when I mention you two for some reason.”
“Probably for how Poppy told him to keep his mouth shut.”
“HEY! Heyy. You were the one who got caught anyways!” she points at him, the three laugh as they continue on their little chat and the party went on full swing. Surely nothing bad will happen later on today, right?
Meanwhile with Sprout it’s been around 4:30 as he decided to go to the sleepover that Poppy has hosted and Cosmo which invited him to come. Of course, he decided to go because, for starters, he literally wanted Cosmo to come to each main meeting or run so it wouldn’t bother for things to change anyways! He couldn’t help but feel tense as he thought about Poppy’s threat that she did back then.. and for some reason made his face hot..? From how close and gentle she was from behind and how her voice depends on when she told him that she would literally kill him just for seeing something he wasn’t supposed to see. He wore his comfy pjs thinking that best suited him and knocked on her door.
“It’s open! Come on in!” Cosmo chirped from inside. They already started before him? Strange.. Enough said, he opens the door as it swings fully open to complete utter darkness. Also strange. Sprout carefully steps inside being completely shrouded by the darkness within.
“Poppy? Boxten? … Cosmo?” He tensed up as he felt the ominous sound of the door closing and locking itself with a clicking noise. He looks behind him before being forced onto head first onto hard à hard surface. He hopes he doesn’t bleed from that. He felt his hands getting tied before getting flashed a light right onto him which he squinted out of reflex. He looks up to see Poppy looking at him with a serious expression on her face with Boxten standing beside her like some sort of bodyguard.. What kind of mafia set up is this.
“Nothing personal Sprout. Just business.” Cosmo said onto his ear as he kept holding his head down.
“WHAT’S GOING ON?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING.” Sprout yelled.
“Since it’s your first time here, I will say this now,” poppy started, “if you EVER uther a single word about what happens in this sacred place, you WILL. Be dealt with. Do you understand me?”
“Y-yes! Can you let go of me now?” Sprout pleads.
“Not until you read this. Out loud.” Boxten handed out a paper right in front of him, seems like a script of some kind. As he silently read it he looks back up at the two. “Do I really have to say the whole thing?”
“Do you want me to snap your neck?” Cosmo said.
“OKAY- ALRIGHT. ALRIGHT. SHEESH.” Sprout squirmed as with a heavy sigh he started speaking out loud for everyone to hear,
“I, Sprout Seedly, swear to not speak of the activities that occurs in any sort of way. I take the oath to keep this session in secrecy and keep the events and knowledge that I now know to my grave. Because, what happens in a room, stays in a room. No matter what.”
The three clapped their hands in applause, was he in a cult? [LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER] They turned on the lights and untied his hands. “Sorry for being out of pocket there Sprout!. I kinda forgot how strong I am sometimes!” Cosmo sheepishly smiled at as he rubbed the back of his head. How in the silver lining FUCK they did switch up so fast? I guess he’ll never know.
“Alright Sprout! Now that you took the oath we can finally start this sleepover!” Poppy declared with utmost joy, “so, let’s do a simple game of truth or dare! With a twist of course!” She winks at him.
“What’s the twist?”
“There’s drugs involved.” Boxten shyly said.
“There’s what.”
“The rules are still the same though.! The only thing that’s changed is that if you can’t do the dare or can’t say the truth you gotta take a line of pixie sticks or a mystery pill. There’s one extra rule that we added just in case we don’t od is that if we take 3 lines in a row you’re out of the game.” Boxten explained as if it was something that was entirely normal.
“So, if I can either say the truth or do a dare but if can’t do either I do drugs.” Sprout blankly said.
“Yup! Simple no? So let’s get this party started!”
Truths were said, dares were completed and drugs were done a lot of times, except for Sprout of course since he didn’t want to do drugs or even is tempted by it but the more deeper this game went on the more.. intimate. By example, sticking your hand under someone’s shirt or kissing each other the mouth or what not. Simple truths have now become lewd question with jaw dropping answer like sucking people off for over a thousand dollars and other stuff. Sprout, of course flabbergasted by this side of the three of them that he didn’t know about, ESPECIALLY COSMO. And the fact that he got a chance of kissing all three of them was insane too! Heck, THE SUPPOSEDLY SHY BOXTEN WAS SO FUCKING RELAXED BECAUSE OF THE DRUGS BUT STILL KISSED HIM ANYWAYS. They all equally told him that he should relax himself for how fucking stiff he was being the whole time. Nervous wreck. The real tip of the iceberg was when Sprout realized he couldn’t pick truth or dare meaning..
“Alright Sprout! One line just for you!~ Still surprised that you made it so far by round 16!” Poppy squealed as she prepped his first line of pixie stick.
“Do I really have too..?” Sprout tensed even more.
“C’mon Sprout! Don’t be like that! It’s real fun after we’re all high.” Cosmo added back before giving him a nudge on his arm.
“Also, this is technically one of the only times you genuinely thought about yourself for a long bit.. so why not do it just for yourself..?” Boxten added back with a reassuring smile of his.
He was right thought wasn’t he? After all this time thinking about other people Sprout thought about himself for once. Not anyone else, sure he thought on if they would be okay after how much they consumed after this hell of a party. We deep breathe he clogs one of his ‘nostrils’..
*SNIFFFFF*
“DAMN THATS STRONG-!?”
“Atta boy there ya go!” Poppy cheered at him.
“Welcome to the club buddy!” Cosmo patted his back.
“I think I’m going to bleed..”
“You won’t. Trust me.” Boxten reassured him. 15 more rounds later and the 3 were just ZONKED TF OUT. Red eyes, some crazed mumbling maybe and lots and LOTS of stupid shit being said. Sprout, of course, was still he least high amongst the 3.
“Poppy.. I’m pent up.. could you help me..?” Cosmo mumbled out with a loud sigh.
“ABOUT FUCKING TIME.” Poppy yelled as she stood up and picked up Cosmo in bridal style to go somewhere else.
silence…
. . .
“AUGH!~ P-POPPY!~ a-aaAAH!~”
No fucking way.
“Don’t worry she’s just fingering him.” Boxten said a bit too casually.
“HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?!”
“Because they did it in front of me?”
. . .
“What the fuck.”
“Do you wanna kiss me, Sprout..?”
If sprout wasn’t a strawberry, he would have the same EXACT color in his face at this moment.
“Uhh…”
“Well??”
“Absolutely fucking.. kinda..?”
“Tell me I’m pretty first.”
“You’re pretty Boxten..”
“…What’s pretty about me.”
Sprout thought. “H-how your box reflects itself from the light after you polish it super well and how it never seems to wear that sparkly sheen after months go by.?”
…
“Okay bitch kiss me.” He said as he cupped Sprout’s face and brought him close to him as ever before. Intimate, sweet and gentle. Sprout sits on top of him and falls directly into his embrace before the two pull back with a saliva string connecting the two. The quiet moment was non existent as they heard Cosmo’s guttural moans and Poppy’s grunting in the back.
“YOU TWO BETTER NOT FUCKING BREAK MY BED LIKE LAST TIME.” Boxten yelled as the noise of the bed creaking got worse and louder.
“… God I need a mystery pill..” Sprout mumbled out feeling a lot more hotter.
“Do you want me to give you one?”
“J-just line it up.. please..” Sprout breathed out sharply.
While Boxten was shuffling the pills around and trying his best to grind it into a smooth powder, that’s when he heard clapping noises from inside the room. Boxten’s head does à full 180.
“There’s no way you’re jerking yourself off to THAT.”
“I- I.. can’t..” Sprout moaned out as he went a little faster than he initially went.
“Okay.. that a little too fast don’t ya think..? Sprout.. Sprout. Sprout!-SPROUT YOU’RE GOING TO FAST- SPROUT.”
Poppy sighs as she plops herself onto the bed and lets out a sigh of relief. “We should do this most often.. taking turns is fun.”
“Right? Thanks again for earlier pops.” Cosmo said while relaxing on top of her while his back was being rubbed.
“Don’t worry coss baby, I got ya!”
“HOLY FUCKING SHIT SPROUT?!” Boxten yelled from Poppy’s room in utter distress. The two obviously kinda concerned, quickly put their pjs back on and rushed back to the room being greeted by a concerned and distressed music box on the verge of tears and an unconscious strawberry on the floor.
“Boxten. What the HELL HAPPENED HERE.”
“W-well..” His lips quivered.
Cosmo stumbled along onto the doorway. “Doesn’t matter, JUST TELL US!”
“SPROUT FUCKING PASSED OUT AFTER JERKING HIMSELF OFF 16 FUCKING TIMES.”
“W-WHAT?! 16 TIMES?!” Cosmo eyes widened being absolutely bamboozled by the announcement.
“Should we tell Dandy..?” Poppy asked highly concerned.
“S-Sprout..!” Boxten sobbed as he started crying with tears falling, it probably increased his emotional intensity because of the drugs they took.
“So, lemme get this straight, he jerked himself off 16 times and fucking passed out.”
“Yes.” They all said equally as Boxten was still practically sobbing and Cosmo was patting his back for moral support. Again, not entirely his fault hes acting this way, he took 5-6 lines already.
“Well, isnt that just the craziest shit that happened in along while.”
“Can we euthanize him?” Cosmo asked half jokingly.
“NO!”
Notes:
the last part was based on some Tik tok vid I saw in October or sm and yes I did add a class of 09 dialogue in it. Expect one every chapter.
Chapter 4: 7/7/2002
Summary:
ANOTHER FLASHBACK CHAPTER! HOORAYYY
Basically Poppy and Boxten after the first run they did and their plan for the future.
Notes:
Idk if it makes any sense but it IS technically, my own theories and opinions about Dandys world and stuff. ALSO. 300+ HITS?? THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH! I lowk never expected his to actually be doing super good but I guess we all love triple bottom Sprout don’t we?? :)
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Week 1 after Poppy and Boxten’s first run.
Toons status: recovering.
“Okay.. from the top. Once again..” Boxten started as he pointed the mini layout that he made with the best of his crafting skills to make it more appealing for the two. Even though the situation that the two were in is dire, it’s quite fun to spice up some things and make it a little more fun. Despite all that happened last week, Boxten still managed to do a decent enough job with a slightly broken arm. To add, Poppy even slept comfortably although her back was sore the whole time.
“So.. we- well, our twisteds.. and everyone else come out by probabilities. Meaning that there’s certain percentages of us seeing said twisted.”
“Like the mains right?” Poppy tilts her head catching on a little onto the main topic. She takes a sip of pop as she keeps paying on attention.
“Right!” he exclaimed, “Meaning there’s pretty much like a 5% chance we might encounter a main after floor 5 and the more we progress through the floors below, the higher the chance will be.”
“So, we’re- well- TWISTED uses are pretty much commonly seen for some odd reason we don’t know about. Some twisted are uncommonly seen and some rare.” Poppy added back their whole planification.
“Speaking of rare, I gathered some important intel from the first run we did which WE were the first to go up against him! And I MUST spill!” Poppy huffed and she was proud of her own work.
“Y-you did..?” He stammered a little.
“Yessir! From what I think of when first went against Dandy, he became enraged, in other words, got mad when we didn’t buy his stocks… Which I regret doing..” she shudders.
“Absolutely agreed.” He added.”
“From what I observed and gathered, Dandy has this little thing where he has little red dot in his eyes when he gets really angry, anxious or panics in general.”
“And your point being..?” Boxten asked not really following.
“Alright I’ll just give it to ya straight; when was the last time, before our run, that Dandy acted in that kind of emotion?” She asked.
Boxten thought for a moment as his key started spinning around and around. “W-well.. the last time he acted in such way was maybe, if I remember correctly.. back in June? Kinda close enough of the day where “the malfunction”-! Ohhhh.. OHH!”
“There ya go!” She snapped her fingers as she gave him a wink right at him.
“That’s actually really clever when you think about it, honestly!” He smiled softly at her.
“Thank yewww!”
“Well.. besides that, we gotta figure out HOW to recover everyone else, mains included, that could help us for this operation that’s going on recently.”
“If I remember that’s like.. 39150 ichor for everybody.. excluding the requirements needed.”
“DAMN THAT SPECIFIC..?”
“Yup!”
. . .
“Well we have to have atleast 900 combined for now.. so that leaves us..?” the box sighed.
“Roughly 38000 left.” She groans, “even though we got a long way.. let’s just go with the odds and make it work.”
“As long you got my back… I got yours..”
“Well then.. it settled! Let’s work together till the very end!”
“Okay then.!”
Notes:
HC OF THE DAY!: Shrimpo and Cosmo can little eat the actual food that they are without fear. Sprout thinks the two are cannibals [since he won’t eat strawberries] ginger too but does it sometimes. We don’t talk abt Eggson.
Chapter 5
Summary:
BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT. BOTTOM SPROUT-
Notes:
Ont aime tous- whoops wrong language. We all love bottom sprout right chat?? ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
“Despite months of our ban of going down on the floors,” Poppy started, “Do you feel like that there’s a missing thrill during our free time?” She asked as she cracks open a soda bottle open before taking a light sip from it. Boxten looks up after taking his 3rd line as he sighs. “I get what you’re saying.. but honestly is quite peaceful when you realize that you don’t get to hear some of the mains talk smack about us.”
“Well, before last night that is.” Poppy added back with a soft sigh. The two knew how BITCHY the mains were [KEYWORD WERE] to the two, sometimes pointing out the obvious that no one asked for. Not only that but their twisted counterparts were WORSE. Hence, twisted Astro being the reason and main source of Boxten’s nightmares. But hey, they beated their asses so many times in the past that it became a stress reliever for the two of them. They just wish they could feel that thrill once more.
“Boxten.”
“Yeah?”
“Wanna be a sexed up abusive polycule? With Cosmo that is?”
“What about Sprout?”
“We could make it work.”
“Sure but.. fuck the abuse shit.
“Why not?” She asked leaning over with puppy eyes.
“Because you’d probably do all the abusing?”
“Like what??” She cocks an eyebrow.
“Like weird shit! Y-you’d like put a cigarette on my neck and lick the burn mark..”
. . .
“Do you wanna try it?”
“NO.”
“Cmere my sweet little Boxten!~” Poppy leaned in close.
“N-noooo.. Awhh.. Pops..” He timidly smiled as she started kissing him all over his face. À sweet and bliss moment for the two. Despite the ominous shuffling in between the tiny make out session.
“.. Drop the tapes.” Boxten said. “You’re not using my hard work to get yourself another bottle of pop from Dandy’s shop.” Poppy froze as she’s been caught trying to get the tapes from Boxten’s back pocket… again.. for the fourth time this week.
“C-can we use Cosmo’s..?”she sheepishly says.
“We can always use Cosmo’s yes.” He added as he patted her back for support.
Sprout couldn’t stop thinking of that one night when he slept over at Poppy’s room. The tension was high, Cosmo got fucked by Poppy, he did drugs for the first time and kissed Boxten. In ONE NIGHT. He couldn’t sleep because of it, despite being in a voluntary coma for some hours, his face [ironically] was even redder as he ever is. A main kissing a common room of all people? Who would’ve thought of such thing?? Sprout apparently but, even though the fact he lost his first kiss during a party which felt really, really good. It wasn’t forceful, it wasn’t too rushed but it was gentle, warm and comforting the same way that you feel warm inside just like a cozy warm blanket fresh out of the dryer.
Someone knocks hat his door which stopped his little daydream. “It’s open!” he yelled as Cosmo strolls inside his room and closes the door behind him. “So.. are you alright after passing out?” He asked with a tiny bit of concern.
“You’re the last person to check up on me about that..” Sprout replied.
“Well, what type of friend am I if I don’t do such a thing?” he nudged his shoulder, “but honestly, I’m glad you’re alright Sprout.”
Sprout smiles back to the swiss roll as he watched him sit right next to him leaving a little creak noise from the bed.
“So.. what’s this thing about kissing Boxten?”
Sprout froze, “WELL- UHM- YOU SEE.. I-UHM-“
“Sprout it’s fine I’m just messin’ with ya!” Cosmo chuckled leaning in slow. “Can I have one?”
“One what..?”
“One kiss dummy. Although, if you want it that is.”
“I want it.”
“Ya sure?”
“Positive!” He perked up.
With slow intimacy, the two start kissing with Cosmo poking his tongue onto Sprouts lips to enter his own mouth. The kiss depends as the smaller toon starts to fall above him. Sprout moans softly at the feeling of Cosmo’s hands placed around his waist and his legs in between his, didn’t know such feelings could come from one simple action. The two pull back, heavily breathing, with a string of saliva connecting both of their mouth. Cosmo still being on top of him started giving him small kisses all over his face and playing with his hair as Sprout just leaned in to the mesmerizing touch. He felt even more butterflies coming inside his stomach and circling around his heart. Sprout rubs his thighs a little giving a little needy whimper.
“Someone’s quite needy, aren’t you Sprout?” Cosmo teased as he kept on smooching his face.
“Sorry..”
“Don’t be! Besides I was thinking of hugging ya really hard one day.”
“Well.. Youre kinda doing it now.. no offense.” Sprout added back.
Cosmo giggles at Sprout’s observation. “Well yeah, cause I care about you!” He said before having a sly look on his face. “You wanna know what else with rhymes ‘hug me?’”
“Like what?” Sprout asked with the most oblivious face ever. Even Cosmo couldn’t help but to smile at him with an even bigger sly smile.
“Poppy I told you that you should stop drinking pop before bed.. You need some sleep ya’know..” Boxten told her with a little hint of worry.
“Says the guy who stole a bottle of melatonin pills from Astro.” Poppy snapped back teasingly.
“And which the same person used some to sleep. Really adds up huh??” Boxten added back to her statement as Poppy just froze on the spot. He did make a good point there.
“…Touché.”
“H-hey y-you guys..!” Sprout squeaked out as he walked in the dining room with an awfully exhausted look on his face with some sweat on him. His breath was a bit ragged as he spoke out as he hold the wall with moral support.
Poppy and Boxten gawked at him.
“W-what’s wrong.. is there something wrong..?”
“Nono! We’re fine! We just didn’t think you’d be here this morning!” Poppy replied with reassurance.
“Oh.. Well, I’ll go get dressed up since it’s almost breakfast time.” Sprout replied with a huff.
“Sprout.. it’s the afternoon..”
“Same thing! W-well I’ll be off guys.. see you later!”
“LATER SPROUT!” Poppy yelled aloud, practically screaming, as she and Boxten saw him limping off to his room.
. . .
“I’m not the only one who saw the bite marks right?”
“Nope. Not at all pops, not at all.”
The two looked at each other before to silently snicker at the thought of it.
Notes:
“WHERE THE FUCK DID MY TAPES GO.”- Cosmo
“Poppy took them.” -Boxten
“Boxten suggested it.” -Poppy
“Oh okay! If it was Sprout I would’ve made it JIGGLE.” -Cosmo
“PAUSE.” - Poppy & Boxten
Chapter 6: Shower thoughts
Summary:
Poppy n Sprout chapter. Very wholesome and well written actually WOWWW. WOW À CHAPTER ABT BATHING SPROUT THATS ACTUALLY WRITTEN WELL?? WOWWW
Notes:
POPPY POPLYSUD MY GOAT. MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE. BEST GIRL.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
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What an awful run it was today. If anything, Sprout wished he stayed in bed the whole day because what do you mean there was a triple main floor in a blackout, barely any heals when mostly needed and half of the team on 1hp during mostly 6-8 floors. [I am NOT adding the number between those two numbers.] Was he exhausted, FUCKING OBVIOUSLY. Would he admit it? No. Mainly because of this whole entire “overprotective” thing he got going on, heck his personality trait for god’s sake, but whatever. As long as everyone else is alright, he should be fine. Taking care of everything else matters more than taking care of himself in these times. But who would take care of you if not yourself?
Sprout flops his red body onto his big comfy bed as he stares at the ceiling above him, the same ceiling that he saw when he was getting absolutely RAILED by his own best friend. BEST FRIEND. He did drugs, he kissed a toon and got fucked in the span of like.. 3-4 weeks or some fast paced plot shit. He still remembers how soft and welcoming Cosmo was onto him, the tenderness of his hands, the sincerity of his voice and how sweet he was to him. Cosmo.. oh sweet Cosmo.. he still thought of that sacred night before he slowly fell asleep. Just re-imagining the whole thing lends him shivers and a content whimper out of him.. How truly sweet..
.
..
…
“Wakey, wakey!~”
Poke.
Pokeee.
“C’mon Sprout get up! Please..?”
Pokeeee.
Pokeeeeeee.
…
. . .
“SPROUT IM ON ONE HEART! COME HEAL ME IM ABOUT TO DIE!”
“IM UP! IM UP.”
“Gotcha.” Poppy pointed at him as he was pretty high on alert the moment she yelled that out loud, a reflex one may say at this point. Poppy sat on top of him as she kept on giggling for the little scare she did to him. Obviously, Sprout was confused on how she even got inside his room in the first place to begin with also, he wonders how long he slept in since it was pretty dark outside anyways. Sprout slowly sat up as she looked at her. “What time is it anyways..?”
“1 am.” She confirmed.
“Already!?”
“Yeah, but that’s not important is it?”
“It really is right now!”
“No! YOU’RE important right now Sprout!” She points at him.
“Wait-what?” He tilts his head.
“Yeah! You literally COLLAPSED after that run and you think I would let that slide?” She huffed as she placed both her hands on his shoulders.
“Well uh-“
“Well that’s beside the point!” She interrupted him, “You better get yourself undressed cause you’re taking a bath.”
“Wha-Now?!”
“Yes. Now.”
Sprout face went beet red at her as she mentioned that he had to go bare in front of her and, possibly getting washed by her. KEEP IN MIND IT WAS STILL NIGHT TIME SO HE COULDN’T YELL AT HER TO GET OUT ANYWAYS. But he’ll admit, having a warm shower would be nice to have at the moment since it does sound pretty relaxing to be honest. And the thought of her just taking care of him in general just sounds as heavenly as it is.
“I’ll prep the bath, you just sit tight alright?”
“Uhh.. sure.” He spoke out as he watched Poppy enter his bathroom as she turned on the water of tub to make sure it was warm enough for him to enjoy. Although, he was shocked when he saw large but faint scars on her back that was pretty much visible from her upper back which could’ve been deadly. To add, she was wearing such adorable pajamas like she did at the sleepover. She comes out of the bathroom.
“You hungry?”
“A little..”
“How does… cereal sound?”
“.. That seems alright.”
“Cereal it is then! Also the tub is ready if you wanna step in okay sproutsy?” She smirked at him.
“Don’t call me that!” He pouted. [like the baka tsundere he is.(what am I doing with my life.)]
“Whatever you say hun.” She kissed his forehead before leaving him alone in the room. Sprout just looks at the door leading to the bathroom before slowly entering in, she even prepared the bubbles for him.. How thoughtful! Still, needing to be cleaned he took of his signature clothing and dipped his feet in before submerging himself onto the water, really warm and comfortable on his skin, just like a blanket fresh out of the dryer. And the temperature was just right too.. he could stay like this forever if he could. Sprout hugs his knees onto his chest before seeing Poppy walk back inside.
“You like it?” She asks as she placed the bowl of Grandma Brownie's Chocholate Chunker Wunker Bunkers, now with even bigger chunks of chocolate chunks on his nightstand.
“Yeah.. It’s nice.”
“Well that’s good to know.”
Poppy sat down on a stool she brought into the bathroom before playing with his hair a bit and making sure he’s comfortable. Sprout a little bit tired was more or less quiet, since it’s the middle of the night, but also because he was embarrassed to say anything to begin with. He shouldn’t even be in a situation like this, he should be able to take care of himself without anyone’s help! But if he had to be honest, this was simply heaven on earth, how thoughtful of Poppy to wash him and take care of him after a long days work. He honestly wouldn’t mind doing this again actually.. when it’s necessary that is. She was so gentle as she kept on talking about her day and what she did with Boxten, expressive, funny and oh-so-warm.. Even mentioning Boxten made his heart beat a bit more faster for the two of them.
After the bath and the after midnight snack, he lays on the same bed which became much more warmer thanks to Poppy’s presence hugging him and softly rubbing circles around his back to help him sleep a bit faster. Despite sleeping for so long, Sprout eyes starts to fall and droop slowly before closing completely and falling into deep sleep. Before he falls unconscious for the second time of the day, he looks up at Poppy.
“Thanks for.. everything Poppy.. I owe you one..”
“Anytime sweetie! Also, you don’t owe me nothing buddy. Just relax, okay?” She added as she kissed his forehead.
“I would but.. you’re grabbing my ass..”
“What? I wanna touch fresh buns you know.”
Sprout yawn as he finally closes his eyes, “yeah… sure…”
Knocked out as a light. Poppy smile before kissing his forehead once more and falling asleep by his side.
What a night.
Notes:
I forgot to do it last time whoops but HC: Vee has a whole stash of batteries in her room including other battery powered devices.
Shrimpo, despite hating on every thing and basically has a ‘tough guy act’ can’t STAND horror movies. Won’t even watch it.
Chapter 7: MINI UPDATE!!
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Just a quick thank you chapter because, WDYM I GOT 500+ HITS NOW?? WHAT. YALL THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE JOKE BUT HELL YEAH WE ALL LOVE BOTTOM SPROUT I GUESS.
But fr tho thank you all so SOOO much for many kudos and reads :D yet I’m STILL surprised why nobody wants to read the DW magical girl au with my GOATS. Like, the fic I genuinely work on with GOOD AND SCRUMPTIOUS DANDY ANGST has less read than this. [not mad just very very shocked] Also planned a side au abt it just need to start with shrimpos.
SORRY I GOT SIDE TRACKED! BUT AGAIN, 3v1 SPROUT IS COMING LATER BEFORE THE YEAR ENDS THO SO BE READY FOR THATT. Once again, thank you all :)
Now let’s make Sprout get laid for new years.
And the other Sprout regret doing something awful 2 my goat.
Btw, should I make a chapter about sprout wearing lingerie? I drew that ONCE but I’m considering it.. HELP.
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