SORRY FORGOT TO CONTINUE LOL
(Ketchup San's POV)
5:05 PM, when I notice her. She seemed to be a french fry. A beautiful french fry, she has golden skin, a nice shine, and is very slim and lean.
"So you noticed her too, very pretty for a frenchie right?" My enemy Mohammad said.
"Ew, didn't you hear on Twitter that that word is racist to french fries," I explained.
"Shut up you Walmart ketchup bottle," Mohammad insulted.
"At least I'm not expired mustard, you old man!"I yell.
"Hush. He's coming," Mohammad said. I held my breath, "he" is the strange obese American man. I want to run but I don't have feet, I want to scream but only my kind can hear me (ketchup.)
"I'm not wasting $0.07 on some ketchup packets when I have some at home," The obese American grumbled as he opened the refrigerator door. He grabbed my brother and I chuckled, weirdo deserved it. But to my surprise, the man threw away my brother! About time he was 7 years expired yet this American had been using him for 8 years. When he was thrown in the garbage the man grabbed me. I heard a muffled yell from the garbage, "HAHA you little fucker you deserved to be thrown out with me!"
Instead of throwing me out the man popped open the top of my head and poured my blood on a plate.
"H-hi," I voice said behind me.
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What's Meant to be (Ketchup x French Fries)
HumorKetchup-san has been peaking at French Fry-chan since she arrived, but so has Mohammad the Mustard Bottle. French Fry-chan also likes ketchup but she's been waiting for 3 minutes (AGES for french fries) to confess to ketchup-san but the human hasn't...
