Writing Prompt Mr Toothbrush and Mr Toothpaste
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Bluebery
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Oh no! no one replied!
I'll go first then
Mr Toothbrush: Hello sir, how are you today sir?
Mr Toothpaste: I'm very healthy, thank you. And what about you? How are you today?
Mr Toothbrush: I'm good sir. Can I have your paste today sir?
Mr Toothpaste: Aha! no problem! Here you go.
*Pep Pep*
...
Mr Toothbrush: Thank you sir, that's very generous of you.
Mr Toothpaste: No problem my friend, you're welcome.
Mr Toothbrush: Have a nice day sir.
Mr Toothpaste: Yes, have a nice day to you too.
I'll go first then
Mr Toothbrush: Hello sir, how are you today sir?
Mr Toothpaste: I'm very healthy, thank you. And what about you? How are you today?
Mr Toothbrush: I'm good sir. Can I have your paste today sir?
Mr Toothpaste: Aha! no problem! Here you go.
*Pep Pep*
...
Mr Toothbrush: Thank you sir, that's very generous of you.
Mr Toothpaste: No problem my friend, you're welcome.
Mr Toothbrush: Have a nice day sir.
Mr Toothpaste: Yes, have a nice day to you too.
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PeachyChrysanthemum
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Mr. Toothbrush POV (because why not)
Love is a strange thing. Sometimes, the two fundamentally different creations are brought together by fate in order to achieve the ultimate unity - the marriage of souls themselves, and I would like to think that the meeting of me and Mr. Toothpaste also was the same. When we first met I was freshly brought from store, while he was already half-spent and already starting to give up on life. For obje- creations like us, the concept of life or death doesn't hold much meaning, but the idea of oblivion is absolutely frightening. The moment you give up on thinking is the moment you turn into a true object and your purpose in life is reduced to just the simple tasks that your master bestows on you. I hated it. and I hated the idea of having somebody literally smear their life on my body. That's why I was scared the first time Mr. Toothpaste touched me. It was painful. It was tormenting. It was harrowing. But gradually I got used to it and even found the taste somewhat...pleasant. Later, I found out that mint...is what his taste was called.
The days passed by fast and Mr. Toothpaste also exhausted his vitality...
"Mr. Toothpaste....this...."
"Don't say anything more."
"B-but!"
"It's okay....I don't have any more regrets. It's just...."
"....just?"
"I wish I could have met you much earlier."
"Mr. Toothpaste..."
He didn't reply.
And I didn't say anything either.
We both accepted the fate.
That day Mr. Toothpaste tasted more excruciating than ever but it was the taste that I would never be able to forget for the rest of my short life."
The days passed by fast and Mr. Toothpaste also exhausted his vitality...
"Mr. Toothpaste....this...."
"Don't say anything more."
"B-but!"
"It's okay....I don't have any more regrets. It's just...."
"....just?"
"I wish I could have met you much earlier."
"Mr. Toothpaste..."
He didn't reply.
And I didn't say anything either.
We both accepted the fate.
That day Mr. Toothpaste tasted more excruciating than ever but it was the taste that I would never be able to forget for the rest of my short life."
HURGMCGURG
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Here's my try. I hope I've completely ruined whatever you had hoped.
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The toothbrush shivered as he saw the sun peaking through the window. He looked over to his most recent companion across the sink. The poor guy didn't have much left in him. At this rate, the toothpaste would be gone in only a few days. The toothbrush looked up to ceiling and sighed.
"It's almost time today." The toothpaste wheezed. "Maybe I'll get lucky, and he'll throw me out early. Maybe."
The toothbrush knew his wish was too much to be true. The one who arrived at the bridge of dark and light would always finish the job. However, he had no reason to tell the toothpaste this. Might as well let him have his hope, as he didn't have anything else.
"Don't worry." The toothbrush began to comfort the toothpaste. "It's only another day or two for you. I've been here for three months now. Who knows how long I'll have to be here for. Most likely, he'll just get rid of us soon."
The toothpaste regained his silence. He was hunched over and curled up. Once upon a time, he had been so strong and large and full of life. The toothbrush looked at himself, his once clean and straight bristles, now only a remnant of their former beauty. The toothbrush felt like the world was coming to an end, just like the night before.
The toothpaste heard the sound of footsteps coming down the hall, and closed his eyes, hoping whatever was coming, would forget for the morning.
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The toothbrush shivered as he saw the sun peaking through the window. He looked over to his most recent companion across the sink. The poor guy didn't have much left in him. At this rate, the toothpaste would be gone in only a few days. The toothbrush looked up to ceiling and sighed.
"It's almost time today." The toothpaste wheezed. "Maybe I'll get lucky, and he'll throw me out early. Maybe."
The toothbrush knew his wish was too much to be true. The one who arrived at the bridge of dark and light would always finish the job. However, he had no reason to tell the toothpaste this. Might as well let him have his hope, as he didn't have anything else.
"Don't worry." The toothbrush began to comfort the toothpaste. "It's only another day or two for you. I've been here for three months now. Who knows how long I'll have to be here for. Most likely, he'll just get rid of us soon."
The toothpaste regained his silence. He was hunched over and curled up. Once upon a time, he had been so strong and large and full of life. The toothbrush looked at himself, his once clean and straight bristles, now only a remnant of their former beauty. The toothbrush felt like the world was coming to an end, just like the night before.
The toothpaste heard the sound of footsteps coming down the hall, and closed his eyes, hoping whatever was coming, would forget for the morning.
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Mr Toothbrush : Hey, there, handsome! Mmm, do I smell mint on you?
Mr Toothpaste : Ugh... Let us get it over with. Are you wet?
Mr Toothbrush : Oh, yeah, baby. Wet for your...
Mr Toothpaste : That is it! I am calling HR!
And so Freddy had to helplessly watch, as Mr Toothpaste fell in the sink and went into the HR domain of the Great Sewer System, never to give his minty freshness to this particular collage student, who should have really stopped drinking coffee after the tenth mug, and gotten some sleep.
The worst part? Even a Toothbrush was smoother than Freddy...
Mr Toothpaste : Ugh... Let us get it over with. Are you wet?
Mr Toothbrush : Oh, yeah, baby. Wet for your...
Mr Toothpaste : That is it! I am calling HR!
And so Freddy had to helplessly watch, as Mr Toothpaste fell in the sink and went into the HR domain of the Great Sewer System, never to give his minty freshness to this particular collage student, who should have really stopped drinking coffee after the tenth mug, and gotten some sleep.
The worst part? Even a Toothbrush was smoother than Freddy...