My Mate Is A Potato

A MATE FOR A LONELY POTATO

*Potato McBaked POV*

I see light shining into the dark silver place I was put into two days ago.

It is a lonely place. This dark silver thing.

I heard a human call it a...bucket.

A bucket is a horrible thing.

Someone blocks the light and suddenly I'm being taken out of the "bucket".

The thing taking me away runs quickly, and I feel better than I ever have before. With the wind blowing against my potato skin. This is a wonderful day for potato.

I don't know how, but I know that this human...this human is important.

I heard it call me mate.

So am it's mate.

But I am a simple potato.

I am a lonely potato.

Who is now a mate to a human.

A mate for this lonely potato is in order.

This human is my mate now.

My human mate for this potato.