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Settling down to watch the late movie, she remembered the Crunchies chilling in the fridge. Time for a treat.

She unwrapped one and was about to chomp when it yakked:

‘Eat me. Eat me NOW!’

The shock of encountering a thinking, nattering chocolate bar was enough to make her drop it.

‘Eat me. Eat me NOW!’

Under normal circumstances she would have reflected on the ethics of gobbling a toothsome treat that, despite the clear protestations that it wanted to be scoffed, was clearly sentient.

However, instead she screamed and ran from the room.

Murphy the dog wolfed the Crunchie.

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