The banana ran with every ounce of power in his feet, and only his feet for he did not have legs. An orange chased, slowly getting closer, using his long muscular legs and monstrous feet. The banana suddenly realized he did not hear the orange's footsteps anymore. So he slowed down, and looked back. He saw nothing. Only to look forward again and see the orange. That was his last day the banana ever clipped his toenails, as well as his last day alive.