The Snack that No Longer Smiles Back

Snackville's "Not So Meeting" Meeting

     Snackville, a town in the realm of God himself. Snacks of all shapes, sizes, and flavors resided in this Snacc of a town. Most of the time, it was peaceful and filled with fun loving foods. However, the Big Boy Snaccs, weren't so fondue of each other. Goldfish, Cheetos, Lays, Doritos, Ritz, Cheez-Its,  and Pringles were the biggest competition and always wanted to surpass each other, even during work. Cheez-Its and Goldfish hated each other to most out of the Seven Sister Snaccs. They wanted each other dead. 

     During the dead of Summer, the Seven Sister Snaccs had a large meeting with other large snack brands. They had business to discuss. Snackville's crime rate has exceeded it's average. It has be 95390420217 years since that has happened.  

     "Goldfish-kun. What should do about this dilemma?" Lays, the secret weeabo of the bunch, seeks up. 

     "Shut the fuck up, Lays you're not Japanese." Cheez-Its interrupted. 

     "Cheez-Its, calm ur' tits." Said Goldfish. "And about the crime, I'm not sure what we should do. We will have to talk it over. Meeting adjourned."

     The brands all left the room, except for Goldfish. Cheez-its was walking out the door when Goldfish spoke up to him. "Cheesy fuck, do you understand why snacks have been getting rowdy? You seem to have been acting that way as well lately."

     "The hell you think I know about this?" Cheez-its looked over to Goldfish, "You've been acting rowdy too.  What do you have to say about it?"

     "I think everyone has." Goldfish hops off the pedestal, grinning his fishy grin. "Stay safe, cheesy tit."

     "I'm going to murder you in your sleep when you least expect it." Cheez-it threatens. However, Goldfish has already left the room. Cheez-its makes his way down the hall, plotting Goldfish's death. You won't be the one smiling back anymore, Goldfish.