Spriggle arrived in the kitchen one morning without explanation. No one remembers putting him there - he was just suddenly leaning against a bowl of lemons like he'd been part of the household forever. When asked how he got there, Spriggle simply said, "Oh, I've always been around," which is extremely suspicious considering he'd been shaped in the woodshop twelve minutes earlier.
He refers to his tiny top nubs as his "antlers," and he talks about them the way some people talk about having great eyebrows. If someone compliments them, he acts like it's no big deal, but he absolutely glows for the rest of the day.
Spriggle tries so hard to be involved. He once watched over a single strawberry for three hours. When someone finally picked it up, he nodded like his shift had ended.
Spriggle is gentle, quirky, and far too earnest for his own good. He wants to be part of the kitchen's grand happenings, even if he doesn't understand 90% of them, and somehow that effort alone turns him into someone you root for - the little board who's always trying his best.
