I panted with the effort of breathing. My core was blocked with carbs. My seeds couldn't grow.
"Ha ha!" Giggled Fat Grape Freddy.
As I am about to advance on the plump infant, I am beaten to it by an army of babies (blueberries). They devoured him with their sharp teeth. Venom leaked from their gums. Freddy cried out in pain. Ripe banana and Orange laughed like they belonged in a looney bin.
Melon crushed Freddy and the blueberries. All nineteen of them.
I laughed.
Orange cried.
I fainted.
Ripe banana left.
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The Fruit Chronicles
AventuraIn which fruit take over the kitchen (the fruit bowl is their queen)...