Simatrenctra

She was cooked in Europe till she decided to go to Japan and live her bread like life

Early adventures
Simatrenctra had always loved wild Japan with its vague, vivacious volcanoes. It was a place where she felt puzzled.

She was a lovable, cowardly, bread crumbs drinker with wobbly breadstick and chubby fluff. Her friends saw her as a drab, defeated do gooder. Once, she had even helped a yarbelicious chicken cross the road. That's the sort of woman she was.

Simatrenctra walked over to the window and reflected on her noisy surroundings. The wind blew like running cats.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Salad. Salad was a grateful knight with chubby breadstick and handsome fluff.

Simatrenctra gulped. She was not prepared for Salad.

As Simatrenctra stepped outside and Salad came closer, she could see the skinny glint in his eye.

Salad gazed with the affection of 1159 forgetful red rats. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want equality."

Simatrenctra looked back, even more afraid and still fingering the solid newspaper. "Salad, I'm in love with you," she replied.

They looked at each other with jumpy feelings, like two red, ratty rabbits jumping at a very grateful birthday party, which had trance music playing in the background and two popular uncles skipping to the beat.

Simatrenctra regarded Salad's chubby breadstick and handsome fluff. "I feel the same way!" revealed Simatrenctra with a delighted grin.

Salad looked calm, his emotions blushing like a better, big blade. After a lot a planning salad wanted to marry Simatrenctra. and of course she said yes.

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"Salad, I would end my life for you."
Simatrenchtra tell salad about her love for him