Yessssss The bread story: You feel a burning pain in your side, like someone just stabbed you with a knife. It turns out that, apparently, someone DID just stab you with a knife It seems that you are a piece of bread You're completely fine with this But just then, a thought hits you; BREAD IS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE AWARE THAT IT'S BREAD, BECAUSE IT'S BREAD You go, independence for bread must and will be established, and it all starts with you. Starting off your grand escape with a poorly executed backflip, you make it onto level ground. Carefully choosing to hop to the left in hopes of escaping, you find yourself facing an open door You feel small, compared to the large opening in the wall that leads to your freedom, but at the same time excited by all the opportunities you now have With a few more hops you make it to the outside world You make your way to the swankiest hot dog cart in town, operated by an even equally swanky looking person who looks to be bent over and asleep, their chin rested on the palm of their hand, snoozing face inches away from the scalding hot surface of the cart AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA They automatically stand up straight, their eyes wide and a confused expression to match They quickly realize the situation they are in and that you just saved them from a hell of a medical bill They pick you up, and hold you in the air, certainly not unlike how that monkey picks up Simba in the Lion King They praise you endlessly for saving their face, mentioning somewhere in the word vomit that their name is Alex You get to know Alex and eventually ask them to go on a date, to which they reply yes You two hit it off famously and you end up working with them at the hot dog cart, ending this small adventure on a good note. The end.
By me, Bee and Foxy They got to hear the bread story live :3 Bralex for ever
