Nick was tenderly hugging the box of granola on the couch while watching The Walking Dead.
"Oh Granola....I will always love you," He said while gently laying a kiss on top of the granola's box.
Red was standing at the door way of the living room, eyeing the granola box. He hated the fact that Nick loved that stupid box more than him sometimes. He just wanted to throw it out in the trash. But he know Nick would never forgive him.
"Hey Nick would you mind leaving the room, I need to have a talk with the box," Red asked while slowly walking up to him. Nick got up and started walking out. While he did Red looked at his butt and mumbled, "Ima get dat ass..."
"Did you say something?" Nick questioned
"Nope, must be your imagination," Nick left the room. Red turned to the box and grabbed it.
"Alright, listen up you, do you really think you can take Nick awa-Wait...WHY THE HECK AM I TALKING TO A BOX!?!?"
Meanwhile...
'Did he really think I would leave him alone with Granola? OF COURSE I WOULDN'T!!' Nick thought while holding the real granola box and eating it like a rabid animal.
A/N
What have I created...?