Spork: A Love Story

Chapter 1 - The Beginning

*DISCLAIMER*
This is a real story that actually happened, so it's not my fault if you don't like the way this story goes.

       
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Once upon a time there was a fork named Forky. Forky likes to eat spaghetti. He was a very fine man. And, he had a secret. He was madly in love with a spoon named Soup. It was a star crossed lovers like situation since forks and spoons could not be together, for it was against the law. So, fellow humans, come with me as we unravel the story of the first ever spork.
   
We open to Chrysanthemum. He was an old knife, wearing away at the edges. Rusting. He was old and mean and smelled like onions. He owned an Italian restaurant and rented out the apartment on the top story to a lovely spoon named Soup.
   
Soup wasn't like other girls, she wasn't even a girl. She was a silver spoon. Born to the great Mr. Spoon and Mrs. Spoon, she was quite literally born with a silver spoon in her mouth because she was that silver spoon. She grew up in the heights of Manhattan, and eventually after constant coddling from her parents she wanted nothing more than to have her own life. So eventually she packed up without a word and left home, kind of like that Beatles song.
   
That's how she got there, the mystical forest of somewhere in the Midwest. Living on the top story of an Italian restaurant.
   
Leonard was Forky's best friend, and they lived in a dirt hut off second street. Forky worked at the restaurant that Chrysanthemum owned. One fateful day, he saw Soup and immediately fell in love.
   
No, not fell, more like jumped. He only saw her for a moment, her pear shape and stunning silver hair there one moment and gone the next. He wanted to follow her out of the store and profess his love for her at that moment. Alas, he stopped himself, for that would be far too embarrassing for him. Instead, he opted to allow the rose colored glasses to fall slowly over his eyes.

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*AUTHORS NOTE*
We hope you liked the first chapter! We traveled far and wide, day and night to retrieve this story. Just for you. Only for you. All we do is for you. You are our lives. /j
We'll be back with the second chapter soon. Thank you so much if you actually did read this!
Here, have some spaghetti from Chrysanthemum 🍝🍝🍝