The annual vacation Bible school was happening once again. Vegetables from all over the county dropped their young children off for a fun time, while they went back to work.
"It's okay, Lawrence..." said Mrs. Cucumber to her eight year old son. "It'll be so fun! You'll get to learn about God, and I bet you'll even make friends."
"But mos' people don't like my silly songs.." Lawrence replied, morose.
As soon as Mrs. Cucumber opened the door to the local church community center, another mother and son were there for the first time as well, Mrs. Tomato and her eight year old son, Robert. Robert didn't want to leave his mother at first, but when she told him that she'd pick him up in the afternoon every time they'd come, he felt more reassured.
The two vegetables kissed their respective sons on the head, and walked out the door. As soon as they left, the little tomato and cucumber looked at each other. The cucumber gave a crooked smile as the tomato hopped closer.
"Hi!" Bob smiled at the cucumber. "I'm Bob the tomato!"
As if perfectly on cue, the cucumber answered;
"And I'm Larry the cucumber!"
Suddenly, the two children stared for a moment, then smiled. Something about that moment just felt right, like they were meant to be more than just a little tomato kid and a little cucumber kid.
"You wanna be friends?" Larry asked.
"Sure!" Bob smiled.
"Y-you like...silly songs?" Larry asked.
"BOY, DO I!!" Bob happily exclaimed.
"Wow!" Larry exclaimed. "That's so cool! Cause I got this good one about water buffaloes, and do you like Barbara Manatee? Cause I think that show's the best—"
"I say, what on EARTH is BARBARA MANATEE?!" came a high-pitched British voice. "That is quite possibly the SILLIEST thing I've ever heard!"
It was a small asparagus around nine years of age. He looked, uppity to say the least, dressing in a very expensive suit while carrying a stuffed Paddington bear.
"It's this show that I watch. Also, what's that thing on your face?" Larry asked.
"It is called a monocle, you pickle. It is meant to be classy." The little asparagus replied. "And you juveniles wouldn't know class if it bit you upon the—"
"ARCHIBALD!" A little leek girl with red hair tied in a braid yelled. "You can't say those things, that's me-ean!"
"Archie-What?" Bob asked.
"WOAHHHHH..." Larry said, staring at the leek girl. He quickly ran over to see her, staring at her face with enormous, starry eyes. "Hi, I'm—im—Larry. You are soooooooo prettyyyyy. Wha's your name?"
"It's Petunia." The leek girl smiled, giggling somewhat at the small cucumber. "And don't mind Archibald, he's a big fat show off cause he's SUUUUUPER smart for being nine and a half, and he acts all grown-up. Plus, he came from England."
"Isn't that where they say 'Bonjour'?" Larry asked, having no basic grasp on geography yet.
"No Monsieur!" said a high-pitched, French-accented pea. "Zat would be France, oui, Phillipe?"
"Mais Oui, Jean-Claude!" Phillipe, a pea younger than Jean-Claude by two years replied in a very cute voice.
"HA!" Larry laughed. "YOU SAID OUI!"
"It means 'yes', monsieur pickle!" Phillipe replied.
"I'm a cucumber." Larry replied.
"GUYS!" Bob said. "It's almost time for us to go in!"
"Ok." Larry replied. "You guys wanna play with us?" He asked Archie, the French Peas, and Petunia.
"Sure thing!" The peas replied.
"Well, I suppose..." Archibald replied. "But let's not be too silly."
"Totally!" Petunia smiled. "I'll play wit' anybody nice! Specially' with a man who treats me like a sparkly pink princess..." she planted a kiss on Larry, who immediately blushed all over.
So the tomato and cucumber enjoyed their time at VBS. What the two kids didn't know, was that this was the start of something greater...