George’s Nice Corn
There was once a cookie. His name was George. He was probably one of the best cookies to have ever existed in the world. He lived in Cookieville. Everybody admired him. George had a beautiful light brown finish, with some chocolate chips splattering across his body.
But what was most impressive about him was the corn that he grew. He grew the best corn in the entire land of Cookieville, and the entire Baked Empire. His corn was so good, everyone wanted to always have some in their hands. All of this was done because of his excellence. He spread his seeds all over the fields and watered them daily. But he didn’t water it with just any water. It was special water. Water that he touched his hands with and spread his love with. After watering the corn plants, he would personally rub his hands on the ears of corn, delivering them his love and compassion. Transferring excellence from his to the corn. Making it grow to its full potential. He rubbed it so good sometimes, it almost got ultra hot.
After many weeks of repeating this cycle of watering and rubbing real good, he finally harvested the corn. Ripping it slowly out of the ground and placing it into his handwoven baskets made out of the purest and finest materials. He loved caring for the ears of corn so much, he would mistake it for his children sometimes. He took his corn and took it home and rubbed it again. Cleansing it from the dirty outside world, trying to preserve its innocence. He’d then take the corn to the markets across Cookieville and sell his fine products. George made lots of money selling his corn. He sold so much corn in a day, he could probably build a wall all the way from his home all the way the border of the Baked Empire.
But George didn’t care for walls. He cared for family. He had a tattoo of his family’s names on his left chocolate chip. He had two kids, Martia and Edward and a beautiful Raisin cookie wife named Rabab. People were flustered that they got married and had children. What angered them was that they couldn’t tell if the cookie kids were chocolate or raisin. It angered George that some cookies would be unfair to them because of their flavor. They were always picked last and people were still disappointed.
It had been a fine day of selling corn and George had finally come home from a hard day of selling his corn. He finally made it home.
“Rabab, I’m home.”
He didn’t hear a reply. He checked his watch and read 2:37. He was confused. Rabab worked until noon and came home right away. His kids weren’t home because they were both off at cookie camp, so he didn’t need to worry about picking them up and time soon. He eyes began to shut, and he felt the midday slump start and he wanted to go to bed. He walked down to his room and opened his door. All of the sudden his crumbs began to fall. He saw Rabab sleeping with another baked good. He noticed them both in the bed and he saw that it was his neighbor Honey Graham.
“What the?”
Rabab’s eyes widened.
“Honey, it’s not what it looked like.”
“Did you just call me Honey?” George’s chips began to melt.
“No, no, no. Uhh. What’s wrong sugar?”
“What are you doing? I’ve noticed that you’ve called me honey sometimes and not sugar, you have fumbled those names more than once, I smelled something when you said that.”
Honey Graham started to wake up and he lost his marbles. He almost split in two.
“Oh well this sure is a SWEET situation to be in.” he looked over at Rabab to see if she got the joke and she chuckled a bit.
He then looked over at George and said “I guess that you didn’t know that I come EAR often huh? Aw SHUCKS, I better go home. Just kidding, I’m gonna go to the doctor, I’m feeling pretty CRUMMY” George’s grin got large and he chuckled as well.
Honey Graham got out of bed and headed out the door. Now George and Rabab were in the room alone and together.
“Well, what are we gonna do now Rabab?”
“I don’t know, I guess we’re gonna wait to see if it’s gonna be a raisin or not.”
After that day, George left the house ad never came back, leaving his corn legacy behind him. But he left some corn videos for his children so they could grow nice corn.
