It had been 4 years since Fry had been rescued. They lived as a happy family, Broccolia, Potáto and Fry. But don't forget, McFry was there too. He felt so left out, so alone. He wished French hadn't burnt to death leaving him with Fry, the loved one of his family. McFry didn't go to school, only Fry did. It was because his parents were too embarrassed to tell anyone that they had another son. So they kept him locked away, inventing another name for him, Harry Potato. One day, McFry had enough of all this hiding. He knew his parents didn't love him, so what he was about to do didn't matter to him.
The piece of the sharp fork gleamed in his greasy hand. He had to get rid of Fry.
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He would wait until he came from school and then... attack. He had a giant grin on his face.
"Mom, Dad, I'm home!" he could hear Fry's chirpy voice at the door. His hands tightened around the blade of the fork. He can do this. He was going to get rid of his brother.
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Life of Potato
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