Produce Pals (VeggieTales, Rhett and Link)

Chapter One

"Welcome to Day 6 of life in a U-Haul truck," said Rhett, snapping his seatbelt on.

Link yawned and put his Styrofoam cup of roadside coffee into the cupholder. "I'm so tired of driving all day."

"Hey, I'm the one that's been doing most the driving," snorted Rhett. "Only two more days on the road. You're being such a pain about this trip, though."

"We've already driven a U-Haul across the country once before, I never said I wanted to do it again."

"It wasn't a question that we had to clean out all our childhood stuff from our parents houses at some point, and as long as my parents were moving and we had to do it once, we might as well do it for both of us," Rhett argued. "I know what you need to make you less grumpy."

Link took a long sip from his coffee as Rhett pulled out onto the highway. "I'm not grumpy and what?"

"A nice fresh salad. Not that I ever get tired of burgers and fries, but have we eaten a vegetable since we left North Carolina?"

Link looked disgusted. "I don't like salads, they usually have tomatoes."

"So don't get tomato. I'm going to eat a salad for lunch wherever we stop and you should do the same thing."

Link didn't want a salad for lunch but he knew he should have one and when Rhett went ahead and ordered one, that sealed the deal. They sat in the clean roadside diner and in no time at all, their food came. The salads were in deep white bowls and looked delicious.

"Good," said Link, "they didn't give me tomato, just like I asked."

"I would have eaten your tomato," said Rhett, stabbing his fork into his greens.

"Hey, watch out!" cried a squeaky little voice from the direction of Rhett's bowl. "You can't just almost stick a fork into me!"

"Larry," replied a voice from Link's bowl, "I don't think this is the way you thought we were going."

"Of course it is, Bob." Rhett's salad was moving and rustling. "We're all loaded up in boxes of salad mix and on our way back to our good old kitchen counter, just the way it used to be."

"I don't think so, Larry." Two big eyes were looking up from Link's lunch. "Our kitchen counter is different since we went bankrupt."

Link let out an ear-piercing scream as Bob bounced out from his salad. "What the freaking crap?" he yelled. "I told them no tomatoes!"

Rhett was laughing at his friend but stopped laughing when Larry came wiggling out from under his lettuce.

"Hiya fellows," lisped Larry. "Lovely day for a salad!"

"You're a real life walking, talking vegetable," whispered Link in shock.

"Not walking, hopping! We don't have legs!"

"Haven't you ever seen a tomato come to life?" Rhett asked. "Because I haven't before now, but this is pretty interesting. I'm Rhett, by the way," he said, nodding to the veggies, "and this is my old friend Link."

"Nice to meet ya," said the cucumber. "I'm Larry and he's Bob! I'm sure glad you didn't eat us."

Link looked a little starstruck. "Gosh, Larry, you've sure changed, I didn't recognize you at first! We used to watch your show in college," he said.

"Aw, thanks!" said Larry. "I always knew it wasn't just the kids that liked my singing."

"What are you two veggies doing in a place like this?" asked Rhett.