A small chicken noodle soup can. waiting to be opened, didn't know where he was and just assumed he was in a cabinet, like all the other canned foods. But it was dark, this cabinet was never opened, and he couldn't see anything. But there was something next to him. He felt it, like he had no personal space from the thing next to him.
"Hey dude can you move over?" The can said politely, asking for some space. "How do you expect me to move exactly? I can't unless someone finally opens the closet." The other object said, but the can of soup was getting irritated by the touch of himself and this random object. "Closet? what do you mean closet? We are in a cabinet, like all the other canned foods?" The can said with...sass.
"Hey don't get sassy with me, lady" the object said. "LADY?! WHO ARE YOU CALLING LADY? DONT YOU KNOW TO NOT ASSUME GENDERS?! I IDENTIFY AS A MALE!" The can said, "well you certainly act like one, a sassy one must I add" the can slightly blushed at that in embarrassment, he was a male and it's gonna stay like that. maybe...unless... nope it's gonna stay like that.
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End of chapter
APE -Hangingoats
my idea not hangings -Kat
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HumorChicken noodle soup x chicken noodle soup I made this up during a lockdown drill because my teacher had chicken noodle soup in her closet💀
