Chippy
She sat there, her chocolate glaze heating nicely in the burning over, a quick tan was nothing, whe was filling out, completing the casket she'd been poured into. Maybe this was her time to become a star, she had the looks, the walk, the body and the dress.
Milky gloden brown covered her perfectly, everything was perfect, even the last chip that was placed to her once so flat and shapeless body that noone would savage, maybe now everyone would look at her. Give her a decent pick or the one she chose to spend her time on the shelf with.
Chunk
He watched her from the cooling rack, he was the first to rise from something so weak, a mere experiment that went well and got results. A pure built body, his soft head filled with air bubbles. Does this make him less of a man?
He'd seen endless battles with eggs, flour and sugar, did he have to be the warrior that watched the wounded rise only a little before being eing carelessly devoured by the ditch in the corner of the tiled room.
He saw who he wanted to be with, placed on the shelves forever until a desperate farewell where only one could imagine to live for being taken by the savages. Would they break apart this bond?
Author notes
Well this is just pure strange XD Human with muffins great mix.
Think abiout the muffins people.
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Thanks for entering my contest. This certainly distracted me. I have never read anything like this before. It was a cassuall piece but written as a serious one. It is your own style. well done and good lucky in the contest.
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Oh my God I love this!
It's so cute and it makes me wanna go and pick up those two little muffins and let them follow their little crispied hearts!
This is just amazing and you'll win the contest. I have no doubts.
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MUFFINS!!!!!!!!!!
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lol
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This may take a whileee...
Omggg. you are awesome Aisha for talking Holly into writing this. I love muffins an- actually im a little bit obsessed. its a weakness okay?!- aaaanywayys.. and i loveee muffins, and this gives a perfect perspective of how stressful a muffins short but delicious life is. They have to look perfect, or they will go to waste and chucked in the bin like rubbish. So,I always pick the ugly muffins (no offence Jimbob) so that the ugly ones get a chance.
we all know everyone else will congratulate the prettier muffins by picking them. so by picking ALL the ugly muffins (shut up its a weakness) none of them will get big headed and try to rule the bakery world just cause they got picked. Ooooh it's a hard life as a muffin. 
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