RECIEPES

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by _PotatoNinja_

by _PotatoNinja_

                                    
                                              There was a blinding light shining through the pantry doors, and it was rough on my poor tomato eyes.
                          Who am I? You may ask. My name is Austin, and I am one, in a package of many NatureSweetCherubs heavenly salad tomatoes. Oh yes, me and my pals were packaged, boxed, shipped and finally delivered to Denny's. 
                          Suddenly the pantry door swings WIDE open revealing the hectic life of chefs, waiters, waitresses, and dish washers. 

                          There stood a tall chef scanning  the various pantry shelves. I watched in fear as his eyes landed on my package. Grinning, he grabbed the package and thundered towards his cooking station and — the plates.
                          "Guys" I whisper to Johnny and Aiden, my best friends.
                          "Wake up"
                          Aiden rolled slightly and we made eye contact. I watched his jaw drop and eyes widen in terror. 
                          "W-w-We're....... on the menu!!!!"
He screamed waking the other tomatoes. 
                          There was a chorus of screams. 
                          "What are we going to do?"
"I'm too young to die!"