And now,
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Thread Topic: And now,
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The Utensils were a happy family, just like any other. Fork was a loving, caring father, who worked at a bank, and Spoon was his beautiful wife, who owned a small business that allowed her to spend a lot of time with their son, Spork. Every day, when Fork came home from work, he gently clinked against the rim of Spoons face and asked how her day had been. She would go on and on about how her Aunt Bowl was letting anyone fill her up these days, and telling him he would never guess who they got a phone call from today (it was his brother, Knife), and he would just lean back against the china cabinet, staring at his wifes beautiful reflective surface, and know everything was right in the world.
One day, however, everything was suddenly not right in the world at all.
Fork woke up in the silverware drawer and instantly knew something was wrong. He looked over to where Spoon normally slept, confused when he saw nothing but empty space. Or, at least, he thought it was empty. It took him a minute to see the small note left there. Oh no. God, no, he thought.
He picked up the note with shaking prongs, and read amid tears:
Fork,
Im sorry to leave you like this, but I just couldnt face seeing you. Its too painful. Im not strong enough to tell you this to your face, and I know that makes me a coward. I know that makes me a horrible utensil. But I cant do this anymore.
Do you remember Cows party the other night? The night she was so drunk she swore she jumped over the moon? Well, I met someone that night. His name is Dish. And were running away together.
Please, dont try and find us. Dish makes me happy. He doesnt spend all day staring at me, looking at himself in my reflection.
Goodbye, Fork.
-Spoon
Fork collapsed to the ground, wishing he could tell Spoon that the reason he loved staring at her reflective surface so much, was because of the way her surface magnified everything around her, making it seem so much greater and more beautiful than people could see themselves as normally. Her personality did the same thing. Its what he loved most about her. And what he would miss most of all. -
*applause*
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;n;
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I never thought I would cry this hard for a fork...
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:O THAT'S WHERE SPORKS COME FROM.
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Aw
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My eating utensil feels!! If that even made sence...
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So who got spork?
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NO ONE KNOWS.
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XD I like it haha
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;-; so sad..
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..;~;
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