A Strawberry and a Starbucks Blender.

Mr. Blender x Berry

Believe it or not, all inanimate objects possess the ability to feel things, and alongside that, they possess the ability to think. Now, for most objects, this means nothing. They tend to pretend they can't, as it just makes everything worse for them if they begin to contemplate existence. So they sit in silence, used by the humans who can move. Of course, a thought might slip out here and there, but who could control that? No one, not even a mountain. 

So is the life most inanimate objects live.

Of course, there is a story to be told here, so that is not the life all  of them live.

Our main character is a blender at Starbucks who spends his days creating smoothies when they are ordered. The unique thing about him that has given him the status of Main Character is that he is a telepath. And in a world where all they can do is think, this means everything  to an inanimate object like him.

When he was first crafted, he attempted to befriend some of the objects around him, but the hardware like him had been around too long, and grown too callous to think him anything other than a figment of their imagination. And the other option, the product? 

The food?

The fruit?

He was the one to end their life. He brought himself nothing but pain, the one and only time he befriended a banana. 

Nothing but pain, that was what this ability wrought.

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One day, when a new shipment of strawberries arrived in a crate, something rather peculiar happened. 

A thought reached out  to him, instead of being something he overheard.

"Hello? Can anyone else here do this? Can anyone else hear me? I need to know if I'm just going crazy or not already!" cried out a tiny little strawberry.

He was shaken, the blender, but he did not respond, even after he had collected his thoughts. This was a fruit, destined to die, if not to his hands then to the oven's, baked into some sweet treat. 

Befriending her would bring nothing but pain.

He would ignore her until that happened.

"No response, guess I really am going koo koo bananas, huh Akuol? No offense Bethany, anyways Cerise, carry on with what you were saying?" the strawberry said asked

"O-oh, it's nothing really, just..." responded a blueberry.

She made it hard to do so.

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The days passed by, and while before the blender could pretend similarly to the other inanimate objects with relative ease, now there was always an entire conversation  going on in the background. It was far easier to ignore occasional idle wonderings than involving conversations.

One day, when smoothie orders were high, and the blender was feeling more sad and angry at the world than usual, the strawberry's laughter with her friends just seemed so... loud.

And bothersome.

"Do you ever honestly just shut up?" he asked, before he could really think through the fact that he'd be revealing himself. 

The strawberry was silent for several moments, and he heard the other fruit question her during this silence, wondering where their friend had gone. 

"Why would you keep silent, until now? Why let me believe I was going insane, Mr. Starbucks Appliance?" she asked, voice cold in a way it hadn't been while talking to her friends. It wasn't half as cold as some of the other appliances' were when he originally tried to befriend them, though, so he wasn't phased.