Well I did say if I got any reviews at all I would keep going so here is the next chapter! I hope that you like it. It is dedicated to my two reviewers, Lily254 and of course Kattie! Thanks so much both of you!
Quatre turned around and his hands flew up to his mouth. Upon making eye contact with him, Trowa was able to see pure fear in Quatre's eyes. Trowa looked down at the tomato in his hand and noticed something he had not seen when he first took it out of the fridge. The tomato had stitches going all the way around it and had a horrible, bloody grin on its face....
Trowa dropped the tomato and a little box landed next to it. Trowa and Quatre both looked over the red fruit with curiosity. The little tomato was hopping around trying to reach the box. Trowa reached down and took it before the possesed food could get to it. He held it up to the light trying to figure out what it was. Suddenly a little squeaky voice inturupted him.
"Hey! Be careful with that! I need it so people will be scared of me." Quatre and Trowa both looked down and saw the little tomato giving them both puppy dog eyes. Quatre took the small box from Trowa and got down on his knees. He motioned for Trowa to follow, which he did. When both were close to the tiny being, Quatre held out the box.
"Why do you need this thing to make people afraid of you?" Quatre asked with as much symphony as he could gather for a fruit.
"It makes my voice louder so people get scared and don't eat me." Said the tomato, almost in tears. Quatre "oh'ed" and looked to Trowa for an answer. Trowa just shrugged. Quatre sighed and offered the tomato his hand to get on. The tomato hesntley did so and was hauled onto the counter.
"Did you bite me because you thought I was going to eat you?" Quatre asked the frightened fruit. Its only response was a tiny nod of its upper half.
"Okay. Then I'll let you go so you can be free and live amongst all of your little tomato friends. How does that sound?" Quatre asked the tomato. It started to jump up and down with joy.
"Oh thank you so much! CoughSUCKERCough." Said the fruit as Trowa and Quatre's eyes narrowed.
"What was that?" Quatre asked suspiciously.
"Sorry," replied the fruit," I must have gotten a cold from being in the fridge so long. I guess I'll be on my way now."
Trowa looked narrowly at the tomato but still let his hand drop to the counter for the tomato to use. Trowa didn't believe the fruit's story, unlike Quatre, but he sure wasn't going to let it get near his crush. He went through the screen door and sat the tomato on the porch.
"Now go on." Trowa said with Quatre by his side. They both turned to leave.
"That was close. " Said the red tomato. Both of the pilots turned and eyed the fruit once more.
"What was close?" Quatre said, not wanting to be fooled by a food.
The tomato squirmed under their gazes and slowly replied,"I meant that I was so close to being eaten by you two. I'm still so grateful that you have decided to let me go." The fruit said all too sincerely.
"Fine. Just go as far away from here as you can and never come back." Trowa said with a touch of annoyance in his voice. The tomato nodded and slowly turned away and started to go off into the sunset. Quatre and Trowa went back into the kitchen. Both pilots looked alarmed as they smelled something burning in the oven.
"Oh no! Trowa, quick check on the pasta while I get the bread out," half screamed a panicked Quatre while he opened up the oven door and swatted away the smoke with a potholder. Trowa took out the pasta, which was okay. He went to lend Quatre a hand with the bread. When they had got it out on the table it was a solid brick of ash. Quatre let out a sigh and threw the potholder on the counter.
Trowa saw he was a little upset, so he tried to comfort him a bit.
"We still have a salad and the pasta is fine, so don't worry about the bread. Okay?" Trowa stated and Quatre brightened up. He then transferred the pasta into a serving bowl. Trowa picked up the salad bowl and as both were about to step into the dinning room they heard Wufei speaking from the living room.
"And here lies our dearly departed friend and brother Duo Maxwell. He will be remembered by his friend as the one person who couldn't wait twenty minutes for his dinner." Wufei said trying not to break down laughing. Quatre and Trowa both chuckled and went though the French doors into the dinning room to eat dinner in what they hoped would be peace.
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