Maybe I need to start cooking again
Tuesday, 1 December 2009 07:12 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
carose59"Never Touch Purple. Instant Death."*
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A while back I dreamed my old boss, Marilyn, was in charge again, and she gave me a book truck filled with fruit and vegetables. I was supposed to cut it all up and return the truck to her. But it was very important that I keep all the pieces of each individual fruit or vegetable together.
Marilyn didn't tell me why, but I soon found out. I cut up what seemed like a giant strawberry—it was the size of a small apple—and I dropped some of the pieces on the floor, and when I picked them up, I found that the rest of the strawberry had disappeared.
The only other vegetable I cut up was a purple pepper. (Interesting thing about purple peppers: they're green on the inside, and they taste like green peppers.) They were very . . . alive, like small animals, and I was talking to them while I cut them up.
They were clearly magical produce, but there was something sinister about the whole thing. I got everything cut up, then sort of lightly reassembled, and I returned the truck to Marilyn, who noticed the strawberry was missing. She told me that it had gone back where it came from, though she didn't say where that was. That was what happened if you dropped any pieces, or let them be separated.
I don't remember anything that happened after that. I know it doesn't sound like much, but it was very disturbing
*Johnny Slash
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A while back I dreamed my old boss, Marilyn, was in charge again, and she gave me a book truck filled with fruit and vegetables. I was supposed to cut it all up and return the truck to her. But it was very important that I keep all the pieces of each individual fruit or vegetable together.
Marilyn didn't tell me why, but I soon found out. I cut up what seemed like a giant strawberry—it was the size of a small apple—and I dropped some of the pieces on the floor, and when I picked them up, I found that the rest of the strawberry had disappeared.
The only other vegetable I cut up was a purple pepper. (Interesting thing about purple peppers: they're green on the inside, and they taste like green peppers.) They were very . . . alive, like small animals, and I was talking to them while I cut them up.
They were clearly magical produce, but there was something sinister about the whole thing. I got everything cut up, then sort of lightly reassembled, and I returned the truck to Marilyn, who noticed the strawberry was missing. She told me that it had gone back where it came from, though she didn't say where that was. That was what happened if you dropped any pieces, or let them be separated.
I don't remember anything that happened after that. I know it doesn't sound like much, but it was very disturbing
*Johnny Slash