Slice. Slice. At last, freedom! Y’all have no idea how stifling Lord Tomato can be. Ser’isly. The slide of that blade was like a pinch at first, but was so fast, I barely felt anything, and now I’m free!! Her hand is cool as she carries me. She lays me on top of my new mate, Lettuce.
“Howdy,” I say.
“Howdy?” Lettuce scoffs. “You do realize that you are part of a sandwich? You know that she will put you in her mouth, bite you, and you’ll travel in chunks until you land in her stomach? You realize that you’re about to die, don’t you?”
Bread speaks up now. “Hush, Lettuce. Let him have his joy. It’s a good thing to be chosen. I’ve seen so many of my brothers discarded for being too close to the end of the loaf. I’ll rejoice with him in being chosen. Hush, Lettuce.”
“Humph. Bacon’ll be here soon, and he’ll tell you the same thing,” Lettuce answers.
“I’ll just slide out smoothly. You’ll see. There’ll be something of me left when y’all’re gone.” I assure them.
“She’ll salt you and pick you up. You’ll feel the vengeance of her teeth without our padding. Go ahead and slide. I hope I’ll be here to hear you scream.” Lettuce snickers a bit.
“Ow! That’s hot!” Bacon, fresh from the frying pan, lands on top of me.
“What’s this I hear about sliding out?” Bacon asks.
“Yeah, I’m gonna do it. I’ll time it so I slide to the floor. She won’t eat me then.” I shoot back.
Bacon’s deep laugh mingles with Lettuce’s high one. It has a musical quality to it.
“You see those eyes over there, peeking from underneath all that fur? He’ll snap you up in two bites if you reach the floor. Just accept your fate.” Lettuce says. Bread merely clicks his tongue in response. Suddenly the plate falls away and we are lifted into the air.
Lips loom closer, the dark abyss opening wider. The first bite misses and I slide backwards just as I promised I would. Each bite, I slide a little further back, until I land on her lap with a plop. I laugh.
“I told you so,” I say, mere moments before SNAP!
“Yep. I called that one right.” Lettuce’s last words fill the air as she watches the dog swallow Tomato Slice in a single bite. “Sayonara, sandwich!”
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