One Hundred One Shots
Disclaimer: I do not own Jane and the Dragon. Thank You.
Note: Sorry for any grammatical errors... also I wasn't quite sure of the plural spelling of tomato.
(No tomatoes were harmed in the making of this fanfiction...)
Tomatoes
Rake loved his vegetables, he loved to plant them and watch them grow from little seedlings to full fledged plants. He loved his carrots, mushrooms, parsley… he loved them all each in their own way but somehow that day it seemed as though his tomato plant was the brightest of all, the tomatoes at the peak of perfection, perfect in every respect. He almost hated to give them to Pepper to be cooked in that afternoons stew, but he knew that his tomato's must do this for the good of the kingdom and if there was anyone whom he would be comfortable in giving them to it was Pepper. He would simply have to find a way to say goodbye.
Pepper, who had been patiently waiting for the tomatoes finally said, "Rake I really must finish the stew before tonight's meal…" but then she looked at Rake who looked so sad and forlorn and said, "If you need a few more minutes with them it's alright."
"No, no, Pepper it is better for them if they don't suffer for too long. The anticipation they must be feeling is probably worse than death."
With that he quickly handed over his tomatoes to Pepper and excused himself just as quickly, before running out of the room as fast as he could. Pepper shook her head and gave the tomatoes their quick and virtually painless death.