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Hidden beneath an ordinary life lies a destiny fit for a queen. As Ruby Strawberry awakens to her true power, secrets unravel, enemies fall, and a remarkable journey of revenge, love, and royalty begins.
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00:00My husband the golden banana rented out my flesh to his three brothers for a mere 15 grand so they
00:05could sow their seeds, simply because in this fruit world where color is everything, I was a colorless white strawberry,
00:12I endured in human torture, watching them make sick bets on the seeds bulging from my skin, watching him humiliate
00:19me just to please the vibrant cherry, when the smoking industrial acid burned into my flesh, my core finally died
00:25completely.
00:25In the fruit world, a vibrant color is the absolute symbol of power and beauty, as a pitiful white strawberry
00:32my pale colorless skin made me a defective outcast, subjected to endless disgust and discrimination, but an unexpected twist of
00:40fate made me believe I had stepped into a fairy tale.
00:43I married the golden banana, a premium fruit of supreme status and blinding luster, he was the absolute helmsman of
00:50the prestigious banana family, it wasn't because of love, years ago he contracted a deadly peel blight, the only cure
00:58was the pure, unpigmented juice of a white strawberry.
01:01I drained half my life force to save him, and the board of directors of the banana group forced him
01:06to marry me to maintain their honorable reputation, but he despised me, he believed I used my life saving grace
01:13to steal the title of his primary mate, tearing him away from his true love, the vibrant cherry.
01:19To him, my pale skin was nothing but a disgusting reminder of his humiliation, we had been married for 5
01:25years, the golden banana had always undisguisedly refused to touch my colorless flesh and forbade me from bearing his little
01:32fruits, but a few months ago, he suddenly agreed to artificial pollination.
01:38After 3 months of agonizing chemical drips, I finally sprouted 3 distinct, bulging seeds on my pale skin. But carrying
01:463 foreign seeds was brutal for a fragile white strawberry like me. My delicate flesh swelled to a grotesque size,
01:53the heavy burden caused my skin to bruise into sickening shades of purple, I fainted multiple times confined to the
02:00sterile soil of the greenhouse bed for weeks.
02:02The orchard botanists strongly recommended to remove one of the seeds, but the golden banana refused without hesitation.
02:10We love all 3 of our little seeds.
02:12His voice was smooth and flawless, just like his pristine yellow peel.
02:17How could I bear to pluck away any of our children?
02:19Hearing his words, pale strawberry juice welled up in my eyes. It turned out my husband loved our little strawberry
02:26seeds this much.
02:27I swore to myself that no matter how much pain I had to endure, I would safely bring our little
02:33fruits into this world.
02:35But one day, after I collapsed again, I regained consciousness to the sound of laughter coming from outside my room.
02:42I recognized the voices immediately the golden banana, his cherished childhood sweetheart, the vibrant cherry, and his 3 high-class
02:50fruit brothers.
02:51The arrogant orange, the thorny pineapple, and the venomous dragon fruit.
02:56I can't believe you actually rented out her pale skin to your three bros for a mere 15 grand.
03:03The vibrant cherry giggled, her voice dripping with sweet, intoxicating juice.
03:08And just because I said I was curious to see how hideous a white strawberry would look, bulging with three
03:16seeds.
03:17The golden banana pulled her close, his tone softening in a way he never used with me.
03:23Only a fruit with a color as rich and florless as yours deserves my lineage, my sweet cherryry.
03:31That pale thing inside is just a defective fruit I can toss into the compost bin whenever I want.
03:37Letting her grow my friend's seeds is the biggest mercy her colorless body will ever get.
03:42The arrogant orange chimed in, his bright peel shimmering as he chuckled.
03:47We paid 15 grand for a free sowing.
03:49We really should thank you and the cherry.
03:52Why don't we make a bet on how the seeds turn out?
03:57Whoever loses has to buy the cherry a diamond tiara worth at least 1.5 million.
04:02Hearing this truth I felt like I had been locked in a sub-zero freezer.
04:08The golden banana had set this trap turning the agony of growing these seeds on my skin into a cheap
04:14auction and a sick bet.
04:15And I had stupidly thought I was living a fairy tale.
04:19I wiped my pale strawberry juice tears and quietly opened my communicator to book an appointment for a seed extraction
04:26surgery.
04:27The laughter outside my room got louder and louder.
04:30Then the vibrant cherry said in her fake, sugary voice,
04:34Oh, if the ugly white strawberry knew all this, she'd be so mad.
04:39The golden banana just scoffed.
04:42Mad? What right does she have?
04:45I only asked her to grow three seeds, not to rot.
04:48But even if I did tell her to rot, she'd do it.
04:51The thorny pineapple laughed so hard his spiky rind shook.
04:55Anyway, the cherry is the only one the golden banana really cares about.
05:02I still remember when he took the cherry to the tropical orchards for half a year.
05:06When he got back, he found out the white strawberry's gestation was already 8 months along.
05:12Her skin covered in his almost ripe seeds.
05:15To keep the cherry from getting jealous of her bearing his little fruits,
05:19He actually hired some pesticide thugs to beat the white strawberry so badly
05:24that all her seeds was violently scraped off her flesh.
05:28Man, I almost felt sorry for her pale ass.
05:31The vibrant cherry chimed in proudly.
05:34The white strawberry's pregnancy back then was just an accident.
05:38My darling banana was secretly feeding that colorless strawberry seed inhibitor every day
05:44to make sure she never sprouted.
05:47If I hadn't gotten curious and wanted to see her miserable and bloated,
05:51she wouldn't even have had the chance to grow a single seed in her whole pathetic life.
05:56The venomous dragon fruit cracked up.
05:58Well, well, anyway.
05:59We spent our money and got a free laugh out of it.
06:02We really gotta thank him for sharing his pale wife for the sake of his bros and his true love.
06:08The golden banana shrugged, his golden peel catching the light.
06:11Whatever.
06:12She's taking up a place in the premium orchard she doesn't deserve anyway.
06:16If I snap my fingers, she'd be begging to be my fertilizer.
06:21Their mocking laughs filled the sterile glasshouse corridor.
06:24Every word dripped with sarcasm and absolute cruelty.
06:26Hearing their laughs, I pulled my green leaves down tightly,
06:29trying to block out the cruel sounds.
06:32My pale skin stretched painfully over the three protruding seeds
06:37as I swallowed my pale juice to muffle my sobs.
06:40In those six months of artificial pollination,
06:43my flesh was pierced by needles again and again.
06:46The chemical fertilizers left me weak,
06:49leaking juice and so sick I could barely stand.
06:52I suffered so much.
06:54Yet the heavy seeds digging into my flesh
06:56were nothing but cheap bargaining chips for their twisted games.
06:59What's even more insane is that I actually believed
07:02the brutal assault I suffered at eight months
07:05was just a random accident.
07:07I had even blamed myself,
07:09thinking my pale skin was just too weak to hold on to my seeds.
07:13Who could have guessed that every bit of that humiliation
07:16and agonizing pain was part of my husband
07:18the golden banana's plan all along.
07:20He harmed my little fruits and my dignity,
07:23but after just a few sweet words from the vibrant cherry,
07:26he turned around and sold my body like it meant nothing.
07:30Forcing my white flesh to incubate foreign seeds.
07:33If the golden banana was so disgusted by my lack of color,
07:37he could have just thrown me out of the orchard.
07:40Instead, he kept hurting me,
07:42over and over,
07:43dragging me further into my own personal rot.
07:46Every bit of care and sweet words were all fake,
07:49just traps he set up so I would ruin my own flesh willingly for him.
07:52I bit down so hard on my own lip that pale, watery juice bled into my mouth.
07:57Then the room door handle turned.
07:59The golden banana came in with a radiant smile,
08:01his yellow peel pristine,
08:03holding a bowl of steaming,
08:04dark green broth.
08:07He did not say a single word of comfort
08:10and just brought the spoon straight to my mouth,
08:12not even giving me a chance to say no.
08:14Drink this, my pale little strawberry.
08:17It'll help the seeds stay firmly rooted in your flesh.
08:21I swallowed mechanically,
08:23my entire body shaking.
08:24At that moment, he wasn't my husband.
08:27He was the parasite that drained my dignity
08:30and the toxic blight slowly rotting my core.
08:33The broth smelled awful, sharp and metallic.
08:36When he noticed my disgust,
08:38he even stroked my bruised white cheek like he cared
08:41and said with a soft, chilling smile.
08:44It's brewed from the crushed remains of the seeds
08:47that were scraped off your body last season.
08:49The cherry said it was a secret compost recipe
08:52from her home orchard.
08:53It works amazingly for a defective fruit
08:56trying to grow three seeds at once.
08:58My crushed seeds.
09:00He actually believed the vibrant cherry
09:02and was forcing me to drink a fertilizer
09:04made from the pulverized remains
09:06of my own lost children.
09:08My core turned violently.
09:11I don't want it.
09:12No.
09:12I fought to push his hand away,
09:14but before I could even react,
09:16he grabbed my delicate stem tightly with one hand
09:19and forced the scalding.
09:21Foul broth down my throat with the other,
09:24his golden face hardening.
09:25I'm only doing this for your own good.
09:28His voice sounded so disgustingly righteous.
09:31You have to grow these three seeds safely.
09:33You couldn't be a vibrant color like my precious cherry.
09:36So this is your punishment.
09:37The burning hot fertilizer
09:38scorched my internal vessels in seconds,
09:41leaving them raw and swelling.
09:44The pain crashed over me
09:46and I just lay there on the soil
09:48like a discarded compost scrap,
09:50staring at his flawless golden peel blankly.
09:53He was so familiar,
09:54yet now I realize that beneath his golden skin,
09:57his flesh was pure, blackened rot.
09:59I thought to myself,
10:01punishment.
10:02You sold my white flesh for 15 grand
10:04so your friends could sow their foreign seeds in me.
10:07Did you ever feel even a shred of guilt
10:09for turning my body into a cheap breeding pot?
10:12Or did it just thrill you
10:13to help the cherry satisfy her twisted curiosity?
10:16The golden banana smoothed out the cruelty
10:18on his flawless peel
10:19and held my hand like he cared,
10:21his palm brushing my bruised cheek so gently.
10:24I feel bad for you too.
10:26If you just drank it nicely,
10:27I wouldn't have had to force you.
10:29Classic carrot and stick.
10:31However,
10:31I was done drowning in this fake fairy tale
10:34he built for me,
10:35I knew if he ever found out.
10:37I wanted to forcibly pluck these three seeds
10:39from my flesh,
10:40he would probably lock me
10:41in a cold storage unit forever.
10:43I curled my pale lips into a cold smile.
10:45I need to rest.
10:47You can leave now.
10:49The golden banana looked like
10:50he had been waiting for me to say that.
10:52He got up right away,
10:53almost relieved,
10:54and walked out of the botanical ward
10:56without even glancing back.
10:58As soon as the heavy door closed,
11:00I dragged my aching body to the sink,
11:02wishing I could tear my whole core out.
11:04I gagged and choked,
11:06until the foul metallic fertilizer
11:08laced with the crushed remains of my past
11:10spilled from my lips.
11:13Deep down,
11:14I knew it wasn't just compost.
11:16It was the flesh and blood
11:17of my own lost seeds.
11:19After emptying my core,
11:21I couldn't even stand.
11:23I crawled back onto the bed,
11:25my white skin bruised and messy.
11:26My communicator wouldn't stop buzzing
11:29with messages from the vibrant cherry.
11:32So what if you wear the title
11:33of his primary mate?
11:34He still rolls after me.
11:35If I just release a drop of my sweet scent,
11:38he'd peel himself alive for me.
11:40I scrolled through the visual logs she sent.
11:42They were all photos of premium luxuries.
11:46Imported volcanic soil,
11:48a bath of the purest,
11:49mineral-rich spring water,
11:51organic beeswax,
11:52peel-polishing spa treatments,
11:54and custom-tailored silk pest protection nets.
11:56These were the romantic dreams
11:58I used to beg the golden banana for.
12:00He always had an excuse to say no,
12:03but for a fruit with such vibrant red skin,
12:05no matter how expensive or complicated,
12:07he did it all willingly.
12:08All her provocations flaunted right in my face.
12:11The golden banana didn't care
12:12about my dignity at all.
12:14He just wanted the whole orchard
12:16to know the vibrant cherry was his true love.
12:18While I was nothing but a wife in name only,
12:20my delicate green stem trembled uncontrollably
12:23as pale strawberry juice dripped onto the screen.
12:27After I confirmed my appointment
12:29at the underground seed extraction clinic,
12:31I left the ward by myself.
12:34This time, I didn't make a fuss or call him.
12:38Yet he took the initiative
12:39to send me premium nutrient credits out of the blue.
12:42He attached a short note.
12:44For the three seeds.
12:46I knew he wasn't doing this for me.
12:48He only cared about nourishing the three seeds
12:51I was growing for his fruit brothers.
12:53So I hit reject without thinking twice.
12:56When he saw I refused the credits,
12:58he got mad and sent a voice note.
13:01Don't be so ungrateful, you pale freak.
13:03Think about whether you even have the right
13:05to throw a tantrum.
13:06If those three seeds in your flesh wither,
13:08you'll be sent straight to the compost incinerator.
13:11It was a blatant threat.
13:14Yet I didn't care anymore.
13:16That night, when I returned to the premium estate,
13:19I saw the golden banana and the vibrant cherry
13:21tangled on the velvet couch like two exotic vines.
13:25The air reeked of their sickeningly sweet scent.
13:28The stark contrast of her flawless,
13:31deep red skin against his shining golden peel
13:33stabbed at my eyes.
13:35I stood there frozen.
13:37The cherry sat up,
13:38her red skin slightly bruised from the friction
13:41and smeared with sticky, mashed yellow pulp.
13:44But fake innocence dripped from her voice.
13:47Oh, don't get the wrong idea.
13:49We were just discussing orchard business
13:51and this position is just
13:52more efficient for deep nutrient exchange.
13:55Then she shot me a smug look,
13:57her lips curling in mock sympathy.
13:59Don't worry.
14:00I'd never try to steal your place.
14:02After all,
14:03I can't sprout three heavy seeds at once like you.
14:06Not everyone is cut out to be a cheap,
14:09colorless breeding pot, you know?
14:10Her soft, mocking laugh was like thorns
14:13stabbing straight into my pale flesh.
14:18I acted like I didn't hear a word she said
14:20and turned to leave.
14:22But out of nowhere,
14:24the vibrant cherry's fleshy base gave out
14:26and she rolled to the floor.
14:29She squeezed out a few drops
14:31of bright red cherry juice from her eyes,
14:33pretending to cry.
14:35If you are jealous of my beautiful color,
14:38just say it!
14:39Why did you push me?
14:41I'm sorry.
14:42I know I was wrong.
14:44She wobbled in front of me,
14:45grabbing my bruised lower peel.
14:49You always hated how vibrant I am.
14:52Please don't be mad at me.
14:56The golden banana rushed over
14:58and helped her up.
14:59For a second,
15:00I thought he saw right through
15:01her pathetic act.
15:02But the next thing I knew,
15:03his heavy golden hand
15:04cracked across my pale face
15:06so hard my skin split.
15:07His voice was ice cold.
15:11Are you insane?
15:12How can you bully her like this?
15:15Do you really joy-tention with this
15:17grumped and you'd have done
15:18with the bazines?
15:20Do you really think
15:21you're the master of this estate?
15:22Before I could even react,
15:24he grabbed a heavy crystal
15:25watering bulb
15:26and smashed it against my head,
15:28yelling,
15:28Well, there's to a nod in his sin.
15:30It's down-topping for the hat.
15:32Like going hard.
15:33You think just because
15:34your white skin is bulging with seeds,
15:36you can do whatever you want?
15:38Who even knows
15:39what low-class fruit
15:40put those seeds in you?
15:42You colorless trash.
15:44Warm, pale juice
15:45gushed down my forehead
15:46and a sharp pain
15:47spread like wildfire.
15:49My knees buckled
15:50and I hit the ground.
15:50I just lay there,
15:52laughing at myself
15:53through the pain.
15:54Don't you know exactly
15:55whose seeds these are?
15:57I thought to myself,
16:00He turned me into this grotesque,
16:02swollen ghost of a fruit
16:04and now he wanted
16:04to shame me for it.
16:07Besides being born
16:09without a beautiful color,
16:11which isn't even something
16:13I can control,
16:14I have been nothing
16:16but a doodial mate to you.
16:19What did I even do wrong?
16:22Why do you hate me so much?
16:25For a second,
16:26the golden banana froze.
16:27There was a flicker
16:28of hesitation in his eyes,
16:30but then he grabbed
16:31my delicate green stem
16:32and spat.
16:33Apologize to the cherry!
16:35I fought to break free,
16:36but he yanked my stem back,
16:38dragged me down,
16:39and forced my head
16:40against the cold tile
16:41again and again.
16:42Pain and pure disgust
16:43washed over me.
16:44I just let him hurt me,
16:46my pale body shaking,
16:47my lips shut tight.
16:48Yet the vibrant cherry
16:49wasn't done.
16:50She looked at me
16:51with a twisted grin,
16:53grabbed a dark bottle
16:53she had hidden
16:54behind the couch,
16:55and lunged at me.
16:57The golden banana's eyes
16:58widened and he yelled,
17:00Wait!
17:01That's industrial corrosive acid!
17:03But the cherry
17:03completely ignored his warning.
17:05She let out a sick smirk,
17:07her voice dripping
17:07with hate as she teared.
17:09Defective,
17:10colorless trash
17:11like you
17:11should be burned clean!
17:13You've hogged
17:14the title of
17:15Mondam of the banana group
17:16for far too long.
17:19Now it's my turn.
17:21She didn't even flinch,
17:23she dumped it
17:23right onto my pale skin,
17:25her voice dripping
17:26with hate.
17:27The acid burned
17:28into my white flesh
17:29like liquid fire.
17:30I let out
17:30a sharp broken scream.
17:32My pale skin blistered,
17:34bubbled,
17:34and split open
17:35in seconds.
17:36The pure white
17:37turned into a sickening,
17:38rotting brown.
17:39Sickly juice
17:40oozed out of
17:40the chemical burns
17:41while I lay there
17:42paralyzed,
17:43my breath catching.
17:44Everything started
17:45to go dark.
17:46The last thing I saw
17:46before I blacked out
17:47was the golden banana
17:48holding the vibrant
17:49cherry tightly,
17:50panic all over his face.
17:51He was terrified
17:52that a single drop
17:53of the acid might splash
17:54and ruin her beautiful
17:55red skin.
17:56Meanwhile,
17:57I was sprawled
17:58on the floor,
17:59rotting alive
17:59like a puddle
18:00of putrid,
18:00melted pulp.
18:03When I opened
18:04my eyes again,
18:05all I could smell
18:06was clinical disinfectant.
18:09The massive acid burns
18:11on my white flesh
18:12were half-wrapped
18:12in protective mesh.
18:14I dragged my rotting,
18:15half-melted body
18:16down the hall
18:16to the underground
18:17seed extraction clinic.
18:19I told the botanist
18:20straight up,
18:21extract the seeds
18:22now.
18:27The pain of the procedure
18:29was worse than
18:29I had ever imagined.
18:31I lay on that
18:32cold metallic table.
18:33The botanist took a pair
18:34of long freezing
18:35silver tweezers.
18:36Without anesthesia,
18:38the tweezers dug deep
18:39into my rotting,
18:40swollen white flesh.
18:41The first pluck
18:42I screamed as the seed
18:43was violently ripped
18:44from my skin.
18:45Pale, translucent juice
18:47the lifeblood
18:48of my colorless body
18:49spilled from the open wound,
18:50soaking my trembling flesh.
18:56The second pluck
18:57The third.
18:58Two more agonizing tears.
19:00Deep down,
19:01despite the torture,
19:02I actually felt
19:03a wave of relief.
19:04After all these
19:04wasted seasons,
19:05I finally made up
19:06my mind to break
19:07away from him for good.
19:09He despised my lack
19:10of color,
19:10and I finally chose
19:11to free myself.
19:13When it was over,
19:14I didn't even look
19:14at those three
19:15extracted seeds
19:16soaking in my pale juice.
19:18They were grotesque,
19:19each already bearing
19:20the traits of their
19:20true father's one
19:21glowing with a
19:22sickening orange
19:23tint.
19:23One covered in
19:24sharp microscopic spikes,
19:26and one dark and
19:27scaly like a dragon fruit.
19:29I just had the
19:30botanist seal them
19:31in a luxurious,
19:32polished black walnut
19:33shell lined with
19:34dark, soft moss,
19:35and arranged a
19:36same-day premium
19:37courier pickup.
19:40Back at the banana
19:41estate, it was chaos.
19:43The golden banana
19:43and his so-called
19:44high-class fruit
19:45friends were partying,
19:46drinking premium
19:47nectar, hyped up
19:48about their twisted
19:49bet on my body.
19:50They were laughing
19:51while demanding he
19:52announce the results
19:53of the seeds.
19:55Can't we just drag
19:56that pale strawberry
19:57in here and cut her
19:58open to check the
19:58seeds now?
19:59Why wait for her
20:00to drop them?
20:01The golden banana
20:02frowned for once.
20:03No need.
20:04That'll ruin the
20:05carpet.
20:06Before he could say
20:07more, a heavy
20:08courier beetle buzzed
20:09and hovered into
20:10the room.
20:10It clicked its
20:11mandibles.
20:12Premium delivery
20:13for the golden
20:14banana.
20:15Sender, the white
20:16strawberry.
20:17The golden banana
20:17froze when he saw
20:18the hovering courier
20:19beetle.
20:19We lived in the
20:20same banana estate,
20:21so why would I
20:22send him a courier?
20:23He smoothed his
20:24pristine yellow peel,
20:25a smug smirk
20:26forming.
20:26He assumed it was
20:28a pathetic apology
20:28gift.
20:29That I, the
20:30colorless strawberry,
20:31was begging for his
20:32forgiveness again.
20:34He took the heavy
20:36black walnut shell
20:37curiously.
20:37However, the moment
20:39he caught the faint,
20:40bittersweet scent of
20:41my pale juice leaking
20:42through the seams,
20:43a horrible feeling
20:44crawled up his stem.
20:45His core thumped
20:46wildly, and his
20:47golden hands trembled
20:48even though he tried
20:49so hard to steady
20:50them.
20:51When he lifted the
20:52lid, the laughter in
20:53the room instantly
20:54died.
20:55Ew!
20:56What is that?
20:57Is that...
20:59strawberry juice?
21:00The vibrant cherry
21:01jumped back.
21:02Her glossy red skin
21:03shuddering in disgust.
21:04The golden banana
21:05stared into the shell,
21:07his brain refusing to
21:08process the sight,
21:09but the truth smashed
21:10into him anyway.
21:11He stood there like a
21:12statue.
21:13Inside the dark,
21:14soft moss lining was a
21:15pristine white petal,
21:17heavily stained with my
21:18fresh, pale translucent
21:19juice.
21:20And resting in the
21:21center of the stain were
21:22the three violently
21:23extracted seeds,
21:24one sickeningly orange,
21:25one covered in tiny
21:26spikes, and one dark
21:27and scaly.
21:28The seeds were tiny,
21:29carrying the faint,
21:31sweet scent of my
21:31white flesh.
21:33No!
21:34No way!
21:35He gasped,
21:36shaking his head
21:37wildly.
21:37The shocking sight of
21:38those grotesque,
21:39extracted seeds felt
21:40like thousands of fruit
21:41knives slicing his
21:42golden flesh to pieces.
21:43He could almost
21:44visualize the cold
21:45silver tweezers digging
21:46into my pail,
21:47rotting flesh to rip
21:48them out.
21:49No!
21:49This isn't real!
21:53My pail,
21:54translucent juice
21:55stained his polished
21:56golden peel,
21:56but he looked like
21:57he had lost his mind.
21:59Not hearing a word
22:00anyone said,
22:01just shaking his head
22:02over and over.
22:03She was so desperate
22:04to grow these seeds.
22:06She wouldn't just
22:07pluck them out.
22:08Did she find out
22:09about the bet?
22:10No way,
22:11that pale idiot
22:12wouldn't know.
22:13He started to panic.
22:14He fumbled with his
22:15communicator,
22:16punching in my
22:17frequency multiple times.
22:18But I had already
22:19severed the connection.
22:21Dead air.
22:22A cold rot suddenly
22:23spread through his
22:23golden flesh.
22:25Just then,
22:25his estate assistant,
22:27a frantic green grape,
22:28burst into the room.
22:29The golden banana
22:30lunged forward,
22:31grabbing the grape
22:32by the vine,
22:33thinking he had come
22:34to report my location.
22:35But the grape
22:36just lowered his head,
22:37his plump green skin
22:38shriveling so fast
22:40in terror he almost
22:41turned into a raisin.
22:45Boss!
22:46Something's happened.
22:48After Madam Strawberry
22:49left the underground
22:50seed extraction clinic,
22:52she went straight
22:52to the cliffs
22:53and threw herself
22:54into the raging
22:56salt tides!
22:57Ha ha ha ha!
23:00Aaaaaaah!
23:01The golden banana
23:02stumbled back to steps.
23:04By the time our
23:04security hornets
23:05rushed over to stop her,
23:07it was too late!
23:08The grape stuttered,
23:09drops of sour juice
23:10leaking from his eyes.
23:12I saw it
23:13through the cameras.
23:17Madam Strawberry's white skin
23:19was melted,
23:20covered in acid burns
23:21and bleeding from
23:23the extracted seeds.
23:24But she still jumped
23:26into the crushing salt water
23:27without a second thought!
23:29The armored hermit crab
23:31salivage squad
23:32has been dredging
23:33the dead salt bay
23:34for three hours.
23:35Sir,
23:36it's over.
23:37No delicate fruit
23:38can survive
23:38such a highly concentrated
23:40salt tide that long.
23:41The deadly salt
23:42would melt
23:42Madam Strawberry's
23:43flesh entirely.
23:45He stared blankly
23:46at the grape,
23:47watching his mouth
23:47open and close,
23:48unable to form
23:49any words himself.
23:52He refused
23:53to believe it.
23:53Like a lunatic,
23:54he grabbed the grape
23:55and shouted,
23:56You're lying!
23:59This is her pathetic revenge!
24:02She hated me
24:03for making her
24:04grow those seeds!
24:05So she did this
24:07to punish me!
24:08Find her!
24:09Deploy the heavy-duty
24:10salt-excavating beetles,
24:12even if you have to scrape
24:13every last salt kernel
24:15out of that bay!
24:16I want her found!
24:19As long as she crawls back
24:20and owns up to this stunt,
24:22I'll forgive her!
24:23The grape let out
24:24a shaky sigh.
24:25With a trembling hand,
24:26he pulled out
24:27a small sealed evidence bag.
24:29Inside was a withered,
24:30half-melted green stem,
24:32heavily encrusted
24:33with sharp salt crystals.
24:34Boss!
24:36Madam Strawberry
24:37really is gone!
24:39This is all
24:40the salvage beam
24:41could find!
24:42The rest of her flesh
24:43melted into the salt sea.
24:45The golden banana
24:46stared at that
24:47familiar green stem,
24:48the very stem
24:49he had violently
24:50yanked just days ago.
24:52The golden banana
24:53knees gave out.
24:54Tears of banana juice
24:56fell one after another.
24:57His whole body
24:58started to shake
24:59like he had been
24:59tossed into a freezing unit.
25:01The reality of my absence
25:03was suffocating him.
25:04The vibrant cherry
25:05stood there,
25:06taking in his reaction,
25:07but she didn't care at all.
25:08She was sure
25:09the golden banana
25:10wouldn't stay sad for long.
25:12With just a deliberate
25:13sway of her glossy red peel
25:14and a waft of her
25:15intoxicating,
25:17sweet scent,
25:17he would forget
25:18all about me,
25:19that pale ugly,
25:20and keep rolling
25:21after her like a fool.
25:22So the cherry
25:23just smiled shamelessly,
25:24putting on a fake
25:25pitying tone.
25:29Oh,
25:30the pale thing
25:31actually jumped?
25:32I bet
25:33she was just trying
25:34to guilt trip you
25:35with a cheap stunt.
25:37But she was too clumsy
25:38and actually fell in.
25:40She's been scheming
25:42for seasons
25:42to get your attention.
25:44How pathetic.
25:46Who'd be cruel enough
25:47to pluck her own seeds
25:49and box them up?
25:51She just did it
25:52to mess with your head.
25:53You really shouldn't
25:54have mated with a fruit
25:55so defective and nasty.
25:59She glanced
26:00at his high-class
26:01fruit buddies,
26:02then clung to the
26:03golden banana's arm
26:04like nothing had happened.
26:05His friends all laughed along,
26:07raising their glasses
26:08of premium nectar.
26:09The arrogant orange
26:09laughed,
26:10raising his glass.
26:11Yeah,
26:12good riddance
26:13to the pale strawberry.
26:14Now,
26:15you can officially
26:16plant your roots
26:18with the cherry.
26:19Should we pop
26:20some aged floral nectar
26:22to celebrate?
26:23The venomous dragon fruit
26:25chimed in fast,
26:26his eyes darting
26:27to the grotesque seeds
26:28on the rug.
26:29Hey,
26:30don't forget we had a bet.
26:32Those little seeds
26:33on the floor are gross.
26:34But we don't even need
26:35to analyze them.
26:38Just look at their shapes.
26:40It's obvious
26:40which one is whose.
26:42Let's settle it now.
26:43Whoever loses
26:44still owes the cherry
26:45that 1.5 million
26:47diamond tiara.
26:50Before,
26:51the golden banana
26:52had always ignored them
26:53when they talked trash
26:54about my white skin.
26:55Yet right now,
26:56every word stabbed
26:57into his flesh
26:58like sharp fruit forks.
26:59I was his mate.
27:01The fruit he legally
27:02brought into his banana estate.
27:03How did he let himself
27:04become so twisted
27:06that he used my body
27:07for a sick bet?
27:08How could he stand here
27:09while these so-called
27:10premium fruits
27:11mocked my gruesome death?
27:14His trembling
27:15got even worse.
27:16He slowly looked up
27:17at the vibrant cherry's
27:18smug,
27:19intensely red face.
27:20Suddenly,
27:21a wave of profound
27:22nausea rolled through him.
27:24Her bright red skin,
27:25the color he used to worship,
27:27the symbol of ultimate beauty
27:28no longer looked beautiful.
27:31Could a fruit
27:31with such a beautiful,
27:33vibrant color
27:33be this rotten at the core?
27:35Had she always been
27:36this dark inside,
27:37and he had just been
27:38too blinded by her bright skin
27:39to see the rot.
27:40The golden banana's peel
27:42turned cold and stiff
27:43as he stared
27:43at everyone in the room.
27:45No one touches my seeds.
27:47His voice was
27:48dangerously quiet.
27:50I'm done with this sick bet.
27:52If I hear any of you
27:53say one more word
27:54about my wife's pale skin,
27:56I will have you pressed
27:57into cheap juice
27:58and flush down the drains,
27:59and no one will ever
28:00find your pulps.
28:02The wealthy fruits
28:03went pale,
28:04their vibrant peels
28:05shriveling up so fast
28:06they looked like
28:07dehydrated dried fruits.
28:08But the golden banana
28:09didn't care about
28:10their reactions.
28:12Internally,
28:12the center of his golden flesh
28:14was turning black
28:14with regret.
28:15I had been so gentle,
28:17so quietly resilient.
28:18Even when he berated me
28:20for being a white strawberry,
28:21I only ever tried
28:22to please him.
28:23How did he ever have
28:24the heart to let
28:25these parasites use my body
28:26for their twisted games?
28:27He had actually done it.
28:29He had forced me
28:30to incubate their
28:31grotesque seeds
28:32just to impress
28:32the vibrant cherry
28:33and his high society friends.
28:35An agonizing thought
28:36pierced his mind.
28:37If he hadn't been
28:38so obsessed with
28:39proving his cruelty,
28:40would I still have
28:41plucked them out?
28:42Would I still have
28:43thrown my battered,
28:44melted body
28:45into the salt tides?
28:47Suddenly,
28:47the memory of grabbing
28:48my delicate green stem
28:49and forcing me
28:50to apologize to the cherry
28:51flashed before his eyes.
28:53The pain,
28:54the acid burns
28:55bubbling on my white skin.
28:56He lifted his
28:57bloodshot eyes,
28:58unable to speak.
29:00The grape assistant
29:02who had stayed quiet
29:03finally stepped forward.
29:04He couldn't hold back
29:05the truth anymore.
29:08Madam went through
29:09absolute hell for you.
29:10You saw the cherry
29:11pour that acid on
29:12yet you carried the cherry
29:13away to check for splashes,
29:14leaving Madam
29:15to rot on the floor.
29:16If when my skin
29:17had been melted like hers
29:19and my husband
29:20abandoned me
29:20like a pile of trash,
29:22I would have thrown
29:22myself into the salt sea too.
29:26The golden banana's eyes
29:27widened in sheer horror.
29:29I told the medical bugs
29:32to treat her afterward.
29:33The cherry told me
29:34she only suffered
29:35a minor burn.
29:37The grape handed
29:37over his datapad,
29:38projecting a visual log.
29:40In the hologram,
29:41the golden banana
29:42saw me dragging
29:42my half-melted,
29:44agonizing body
29:44down the empty corridor,
29:46leaving a thick trail
29:47of pale juice.
29:48No medical bugs
29:49ever came.
29:50And that wasn't
29:51the worst part.
29:52The hologram shifted
29:53to another day,
29:54his high-class friends
29:55surrounding me
29:56in the garden,
29:57kicking dirt
29:57over my pale flesh.
29:59Laughing as they forced me
30:00to drink contaminated
30:01puddle water
30:02while calling me
30:02a colorless freak.
30:03This was the life
30:04I lived in his banana estate.
30:06I had told him,
30:07cried to him,
30:08begged him to see
30:09the rot beneath
30:09their vibrant colors,
30:11but he had never
30:11believed me.
30:12He had chosen to believe
30:13the beautiful red cherry
30:15and his premium friends
30:16over the pale,
30:17unappealing strawberry.
30:18The golden banana's
30:19entire body went cold.
30:21While he was basking
30:22in his golden superiority,
30:23I had literally been
30:24melting alive
30:25in his own home.
30:27The grape pulled out
30:28a thick stack
30:29of medical scans.
30:30These are the clinic logs,
30:32proving Madam Strawberry's skin
30:34was severely corroded
30:35by sulfuric acid,
30:36boss.
30:37The cherry didn't
30:38just bully her.
30:39She planned to torture
30:40Madam Strawberry
30:41until she rotted away
30:42completely.
30:43Now that she threw herself
30:44into the salt sea,
30:46the cherry finally got
30:48exactly what she wanted.
30:52The rage the golden banana
30:53had been suppressing
30:54finally exploded.
30:55He released a sharp burst
30:57of commanding pheromones,
30:58and dozens of heavy-duty
31:00security hornets
31:01swarmed the estate,
31:02locking all the doors.
31:06The terrified estate staff
31:07fled, leaving only
31:09the vibrant cherry
31:09and the three clueless
31:10premium fruits
31:11trapped inside.
31:13The vibrant cherry
31:14met the golden banana's
31:15icy, dead stare.
31:17A wave of genuine terror
31:18washed over her,
31:19but she still clung
31:20to the absolute law
31:21of the fruit world.
31:22Color is everything.
31:24She didn't believe
31:25he would actually
31:26destroy a fruit
31:26as beautifully red
31:27as her for an ugly,
31:29colorless white strawberry
31:30like me.
31:32She forced a sweet,
31:33slippery smile.
31:35Don't look at me
31:36like that,
31:36my golden king.
31:37Those logs are fake.
31:39Your grape
31:39is just slandering me.
31:40And even if I did
31:42pour a little acid
31:43on her pale,
31:43ugly skin...
31:45So what?
31:46Didn't you say
31:47I am the most vibrant,
31:49perfect fruit
31:49in your orchard?
31:50You said my red color
31:52was all that mattered.
31:53You'll forgive me,
31:55right?
31:57Her hand trembled
31:58as she reached out
31:59to touch his golden peel,
32:00her smile full of
32:01desperate flattery.
32:03Please,
32:04stop scaring me.
32:06One of the premium
32:07fruits the bright,
32:08arrogant orange
32:09stepped up
32:09to protect the cherry.
32:10He cursed,
32:11pointing aggressively
32:12at the golden banana.
32:13Hey,
32:14what's this supposed to mean
32:15we're premium grade?
32:17Are you seriously
32:19saying we're worth
32:20less than that
32:21pale,
32:21colorless trash?
32:23Stop pretending
32:25you loved her.
32:26You were disgusted
32:27by her white flesh.
32:28Now that the ugly
32:30white strawberry
32:30is gone,
32:31you can finally
32:32mate with a fruit
32:33who actually
32:33has pretty color.
32:34The more the orange
32:36talked,
32:36the smugger
32:37his bright peel looked.
32:38And what was so good
32:39about that stiff,
32:40flavorless strawberry
32:41anyway?
32:42When you were busy
32:43ignoring her,
32:44we used to throw
32:45rotten fertilizer
32:46at her just for fun.
32:48Is she really worth
32:49ruining our
32:50premium alliance over?
32:52Before the orange
32:53could blink,
32:54there was a sickening crap.
32:55The golden banana
32:56lunged,
32:57his heavy golden fist
32:58smashing directly
32:59into the orange's
33:00bright peel.
33:00Petrus juice
33:01sprayed across the room.
33:03He grabbed the orange
33:04by the stem,
33:04his eyes completely
33:05hollowed out
33:06by murderous rage.
33:07Say one more word
33:09about my wife.
33:10The golden banana
33:11whispered,
33:12his voice vibrating
33:13with pure madness.
33:14And I
33:16will peel you alive
33:17and feed your
33:19vibrant skin
33:20to the maggots.
33:22The orange
33:23hit the floor,
33:24his peel ruptured
33:25and leaking heavily.
33:26Are you
33:27out of your mind?
33:29He shrieked.
33:31She was just
33:32a colorless freak!
33:34Do you really
33:35want to go to war
33:36with us over her?
33:37You knew
33:38what we did to her
33:39and you turned
33:40a blind eye
33:40because you hated
33:41her color too.
33:43Who else
33:43can you blame
33:44but yourself?
33:45The orange's words
33:46completely pushed
33:47the golden banana
33:48over the edge.
33:49He was drowning
33:49in guilt and rot,
33:51but it was
33:51the absolute truth.
33:52If he hadn't
33:53been so obsessed
33:54with the toxic hierarchy
33:55of vibrant colors,
33:56how could he have
33:57ever looked away
33:58from my suffering?
33:59Rage consumed him.
34:00He grabbed the orange
34:01by the stem
34:02with one hand
34:02and repeatedly
34:03smashed his golden fist
34:05into the bright citrus
34:06peel with the other,
34:07his eyes bloodshot
34:08and burning
34:09with pure hatred,
34:10the vibrant cherry
34:11shook in terror,
34:12not daring to release
34:13a single drop of scent.
34:14She slowly shuffled
34:15backward toward
34:16the grand doors,
34:17hoping to slip out
34:18while he was distracted.
34:19But the golden banana
34:21had no intention
34:21of letting her roll away.
34:23He dropped the bruised,
34:24leaking orange
34:25and locked his cold,
34:26hollow eyes
34:27onto her flawless red skin.
34:29Where do you think
34:29you're rolling, cherry?
34:31His voice dripped
34:32with venom.
34:33Did I say
34:33you could leave
34:34my orchard?
34:34The cherry's plump,
34:35vibrant skin
34:36instantly shriveled,
34:37drying up in pure terror.
34:39He whispered,
34:39advancing slowly.
34:40You made my wife suffer.
34:44You melted her white flesh
34:45and you laughed.
34:48Now I will make you pay back
34:49every single drop of juice
34:51she bled.
34:52I will make you feel
34:54just how cruel
34:55the fruit world
34:56can truly be.
34:57Her last bit of hope snapped.
34:59She dropped to the floor,
35:00completely throwing away
35:01her pride,
35:02tears of bright red cherry juice
35:03spilling from her eyes.
35:04I know I was wrong.
35:08I did it all for you.
35:11I was so jealous
35:13that a colorless fruit
35:14like her
35:15got to be
35:16your primary mate.
35:18Please,
35:19think about how beautiful
35:21my red skin is.
35:22You love my color.
35:24We can still rule
35:25this banana estate together.
35:27The golden banana
35:28let out a terrifying,
35:29hollow laugh.
35:30He grabbed her violently
35:31by the stem,
35:32forcing her to look
35:33into his dead eyes.
35:36Beautiful.
35:37His voice was filled
35:38with pure disgust.
35:39Your vibrant red
35:40makes me sick.
35:41This was the first time
35:42the cherry had ever seen
35:43the golden banana erupt
35:45in such terrifying rage
35:46towards her.
35:47She was desperate,
35:48finally realizing
35:49that his obsession
35:50with her vibrant color
35:51was just an illusion,
35:52built on the suffering of me.
35:54The only fruit
35:55who had ever truly loved him.
35:57Now,
35:57it was too late
35:58for regrets.
36:00Half a season later,
36:02news echoed
36:02through the high society
36:03orchards.
36:04The vibrant cherry,
36:06the golden banana,
36:06and his three premium friends
36:08had all met horrific ends.
36:10The cherry's beautiful
36:11red skin had been
36:12slowly corroded away
36:13by industrial acid
36:14until she was nothing
36:15but a rotten pit.
36:16The three friends
36:17were tossed
36:18into a commercial juicer.
36:19And the golden banana.
36:21His mind shattered
36:22by guilt,
36:23he had purposefully infected
36:24his own pristine peel
36:25with the incurable
36:26black rot.
36:26He surrendered his wealth,
36:28his estate,
36:29and his golden luster.
36:30Choosing to live
36:31as a rotting outcast
36:32in the darkest alleys
36:33of the city.
36:34Waiting for me,
36:35a white strawberry
36:36who would never return.
36:37Of course,
36:38their miserable fates
36:39had absolutely nothing
36:40to do with me anymore.
36:42Because I was no longer
36:43the defective,
36:44colorless fruit
36:44they once despised,
36:46when I threw myself
36:47into the salt tides,
36:48the corrosive water
36:49didn't melt me.
36:50I drifted for hours
36:51until a massive,
36:52armored yacht
36:53belonging to the legendary
36:54dark pomegranate family.
36:55The true rulers
36:56of the underworld orchards
36:58fished me out.
36:59To heal my half-melted,
37:01colorless body,
37:02their top botanists
37:03performed agonizing
37:04botanical reconstructions.
37:06The dark pomegranate boss
37:08personally infused
37:09my dying flesh
37:09with his own thick,
37:10ruby red juice.
37:12Nourished by his powerful essence,
37:14I shed my weak,
37:15pale white flesh entirely.
37:17I was given a new name,
37:19a new life,
37:20and a dazzling ruby red.
37:23Three years later,
37:25the grand atrium
37:26of the global fruit summit.
37:27The golden banana now
37:29referred to by everyone
37:30simply as the blackened banana,
37:32sat huddled in the shadows
37:33like a rotting ghost.
37:34He had aged horribly.
37:36His once glorious golden peel
37:38was completely black,
37:39soft,
37:39and covered in fuzzy mold.
37:41The remaining premium fruits
37:43in the room avoided him,
37:44disgusted by his pungent
37:45smell of decay.
37:46He was only here
37:47to scavenge
37:48for discarded nutrient scraps.
37:49Suddenly,
37:51the grand ballroom
37:51quieted down.
37:52The murmurs died instantly.
37:54The spotlights shifted
37:56to the sweeping,
37:57emerald green marble staircase.
37:58Ladies and gentlemen,
38:00please welcome
38:00the new matriarch
38:02of the sterling orchard,
38:03the ruby strawberry queen!
38:06The blackened banana
38:08didn't care to look,
38:09clutching that withered,
38:10salt-encrusted green stem
38:11hidden beneath
38:12his rotting peel.
38:13But as a collective gasp
38:14of pure or rippled
38:15through the crowd
38:16of premium fruits,
38:17he slowly raised
38:18his rotting head.
38:19He froze entirely.
38:21The scavenged scrap
38:22fell from his mushy hands.
38:24I descended the stairs,
38:25looking like an absolute goddess.
38:27I was no longer pale.
38:28I was breathtaking
38:29a deep, rich,
38:31intoxicating ruby red.
38:32My skin was flawless,
38:34my color so saturated
38:35and dominant
38:36that even the brightest
38:37premium fruits in the room
38:38looked dull next to me.
38:39I radiated an aura
38:40of absolute power,
38:42wealth,
38:42and deadly beauty.
38:43I was looking down
38:44at the crowd
38:45with a faint,
38:45polite smile,
38:46wearing a crown
38:47made of perfectly polished,
38:49ruby red seeds.
38:50It was me.
38:52My strawberry.
38:54My strawberry!
38:55The black banana whispered.
38:56His voice cracked
38:58and then he screamed it.
38:59The entire ballroom
38:59turned to look at the mad,
39:01rotting fruit.
39:03The black banana
39:04lost all sense of dignity.
39:05He shoved past
39:06the premium elite fruit,
39:08his mushy body
39:09stumbling wildly
39:10toward the staircase.
39:10He collapsed
39:11in the center of the hall,
39:13tears of foul,
39:14dark juice
39:14streaming down
39:15his black peel
39:16as he reached
39:16a trembling tip
39:17toward me.
39:18You're alive!
39:20Oh God!
39:22You're alive!
39:24He sobbed hysterically,
39:25his face twisted
39:26in a mix of pure agony
39:27and desperate joy.
39:29And your color!
39:30You're so beautiful!
39:32I knew you didn't leave me!
39:34I'll do anything!
39:36Just let me be near you!
39:38Before his rotting peel
39:39could even brush
39:40the hem
39:41of my elegant leaves.
39:43A massive,
39:44imposing figure
39:45stepped in front of me.
39:46It was the dark
39:47pomegranate boss,
39:48standing at least
39:49two heads taller
39:50than any fruit in the room.
39:51His thick,
39:52leathery,
39:53purple-black skin
39:54cracked slightly
39:54to reveal rows of jagged,
39:56blood-red arrows
39:57that looked like teeth.
39:58His aura was terrifying.
40:00Watch your rotting hands,
40:02garbage.
40:03The pomegranate's voice
40:04was like rolling thunder,
40:07freezing the room.
40:08He naturally wrapped
40:10a protective,
40:11heavy arm around my waist,
40:12pulling me flush
40:14against his chest.
40:15If you try to touch
40:16my queen again,
40:17I will peel you
40:18and feed your black rot
40:20to the soil.
40:21The at-black banana
40:23lay on the floor,
40:24staring in absolute horror
40:25as I,
40:25the ruby strawberry,
40:27leaned comfortably
40:28into the terrifying
40:28pomegranate's embrace.
40:31I didn't look at the
40:33at-black banana
40:33with hatred.
40:35I didn't look at him
40:36with anger
40:37or a desire for revenge.
40:39I looked at him
40:40the way one looks
40:41at a disgusting insect
40:43on the sidewalk.
40:45My strawberry.
40:47What is he saying?
40:48The at-black banana
40:49choked out,
40:50dark,
40:51foul juice dripping
40:52from his bruised lower peel.
40:54He ignored
40:55the terrifying pomegranate,
40:56his bloodshot eyes
40:58locked entirely
40:58on my flawless,
41:00vibrant ruby red skin.
41:02You are my mate.
41:03I am your golden banana.
41:06I paused.
41:07I looked down
41:07from the marble steps,
41:09my perfect ruby skin
41:10glowing under the chandeliers.
41:12The colorless fruit
41:13you are talking about
41:14melted in the dead salt bay
41:16three years ago.
41:17My voice smooth,
41:18elegant,
41:19and chillingly calm.
41:20I whistled
41:20my elegant leaves slightly,
41:22and a sleek
41:23at-green apple assistant
41:24immediately handed me
41:25a stack of botanical
41:26for-fosure documents.
41:27I tossed them
41:29gracefully into the air.
41:30They fluttered down,
41:32raining over the
41:33at-black banana's
41:34moldy head.
41:35I am the ruby queen
41:37of the sterling orchard.
41:39And you,
41:40rotting trash,
41:42are bankrupt.
41:44The at-black banana
41:46stared at the papers
41:47landing in the puddles
41:48of his own leaked juice.
41:50His eyes widened
41:51in disbelief.
41:53You?
41:55You destroyed the remaining
41:56premium orchards?
41:58You bought my debt?
42:00I smiled,
42:01looking down at him
42:02from my pedestal.
42:03But the smile
42:04didn't reach my eyes.
42:06It was the cold,
42:07detached smile
42:09of a predator.
42:10Did you think
42:11I returned to this city
42:13to accept
42:13your pathetic apologies?
42:16I bought all your debt.
42:18I seized your fertile soil.
42:20Tomorrow morning,
42:21you won't even own
42:22the dial beneath
42:23your moldy skin.
42:24I didn't raise my voice,
42:25but every word
42:26was a sharp pruning blade,
42:27severing the last thread
42:28of the black banana's sanity.
42:30I had not only
42:31taken his wealth,
42:32and yet,
42:32ironically,
42:33I now possessed
42:34the most vibrant,
42:36untouchable color
42:36of them all.
42:37The at-dark
42:38pomegranate boss sneered,
42:40signaling the heavy-duty
42:41security hornets.
42:42Throw this compost
42:44out into the storm.
42:45The black banana
42:46had been thrown out
42:47by the security hornets.
42:49His soft,
42:50decaying peel
42:51bruised and leaking heavily.
42:52It was pouring rain outside.
42:54The freezing winter storm
42:56cut through his thin,
42:57filthy skin,
42:58but the chill
42:58in his rotting center
42:59was far worse.
43:01He had lost everything,
43:03his wealth,
43:03his empire,
43:04and his once-proud
43:06golden luster.
43:07Now,
43:08he was nothing
43:09but a blackened,
43:10rotting banana.
43:12In the fruit world,
43:14where color was power,
43:15he was the lowest
43:16of the low.
43:18A piece of decaying trash
43:20that even the
43:20scavenger beetles avoided.
43:22But he didn't care
43:23about the bankruptcy.
43:25He only cared
43:26about one thing.
43:27He stood by the exit,
43:29shivering violently
43:30in the mud,
43:31waiting for me.
43:32Finally,
43:33the grand doors opened.
43:35The gala ended.
43:36The impulsive
43:37out-dark pomegranate
43:39walked out,
43:40holding a large
43:40black umbrella over me,
43:42the ruby strawberry queen,
43:44wrapping a warm,
43:45protective leaf
43:46over my shoulders.
43:47The out-black banana's
43:49breath hitched.
43:50Under the dim streetlights,
43:52my flawless,
43:53deep,
43:53red skin
43:54practically glowed
43:55in the darkness.
43:55I was breathtaking.
43:57A rich,
43:58intoxicating,
43:59ruby red.
44:00My queen!
44:02The out-black banana
44:04cried out,
44:06crawling forward
44:06through the muddy puddles,
44:08blocking our luxury
44:09transport.
44:12He kneeled
44:13in the rain,
44:13pressing his blackened,
44:15mushy forehead
44:16against the wet asphalt.
44:17I have nothing
44:19left!
44:20He sobbed hysterically,
44:22the dirty water
44:23splashing against
44:24his rotting skin.
44:25I was blind.
44:26I was a fool
44:27to ever despise
44:28your white color.
44:29Look at you now!
44:30You are so beautiful!
44:32You're perfect!
44:33I know what they did
44:34to you.
44:34I know how much
44:35it hurt when they
44:36pulled those seeds
44:37from your flesh!
44:38I'm sorry!
44:40I'm so sorry!
44:42Just hate me!
44:43Torture me!
44:44But please!
44:46Don't leave me!
44:47The black banana
44:48reached out
44:49a trembling,
44:49rotting hand,
44:50desperately trying
44:51to touch me.
44:52I just stepped
44:53back slightly,
44:54as if afraid
44:55the mud from the beggar
44:56would ruin
44:56my beautiful color,
44:58my perfect ruby red skin
44:59glowing as I,
45:00sneered at his
45:01pathetic state.
45:03Golden banana?
45:04Is that really you?
45:06I mocked,
45:07my voice dripping
45:08with pure,
45:09unabulturated disgust.
45:11You used to be
45:12so obsessed
45:13with vibrant colors.
45:14You tortured me
45:15for being white.
45:16Look at you now!
45:18I pointed at his
45:18mushy, blackened peel.
45:20You are nothing
45:22but a rotting,
45:23colorless piece
45:23of compost.
45:25You smell worse
45:26than the garbage dump.
45:27The black banana
45:28froze,
45:29his bloodshot eyes
45:30widening in
45:31absolute horror.
45:32He realized I had
45:33changed eye
45:34was no longer
45:34that pitiful.
45:35White strawberry
45:36who would let him
45:37bully and humiliate.
45:39I turned to the
45:39dark pomegranate.
45:41Have the security
45:42hornets throw
45:42this rotting trash
45:43into the gutter.
45:44His stench
45:45is ruining the rain.
45:46With pleasure,
45:47my queen.
45:48The pomegranate
45:48smirked signaling
45:49the guards.
45:50The heavy duty
45:51hornets violently
45:52grabbed the
45:52out black banana
45:53and tossed him aside
45:54into a muddy puddle
45:55by the road.
45:56The dark pomegranate
45:57gentlemanly swept me
45:58into his arms,
45:59carefully settling me
46:00into the warm
46:00luxury transport.
46:01The vehicle drove
46:02away,
46:03splashing
46:03food,
46:04dirty water
46:04directly onto
46:05the black banana's
46:06rotting face.
46:07He knelt in the
46:08pouring rain,
46:09staring at the
46:10taillights disappearing
46:11into the dark night.
46:15The echo of my
46:16vicious words
46:17sliced through his
46:18mushy flesh like
46:19thousands of fruit
46:20knives.
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