“I think you get so much more attention than me”, complained B1.
“Don’t be so bitter”, B2 replied. “It’s all a matter of whether you have a softer skin than me. However you are getting a little spotty and over-ripe”, sniggered B2.
B1, feeling a bit squishy, peeled off his skin and threw it down in front of B2 just as he stepped forward.
B2 slipped on his friend’s banana skin and split his sides.
These old bitter bananas were no longer a pretty sight but together, mixed with a lot of sugar and eggs, they became a bittersweet banana birthday cake.
This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.