in floyd's eyes alternate end
Chapter three: Alternate ending (same beginning, but very different end!!)
Floyd paced around The french fry, waiting for the rest of his team to show up. He could barley keep himself from devouring the scrawny french fry right then and there, but he had to wait. Floyd's eyes widened when the french fry spoke, shakily, "S-so.... How do you eat people? They can't taste very good-"
Floyd turned to look at the french fry, then said, "They look, smell, and taste like real foods to me."
The french fry raised an eye brow, and said out of curiosity, "So... What food am I then?"
There was a long silence, then Floyd licked his lips, leaning down to The french fry in the chair he was tied to, and answered, "A french fry."
There was another silence, then The french fry cried, "French fry! How am I like a french fry!"
"You're long, and thin, and greasy-" Floyd started to say.
The french fry cut him off, "I am not greasy!" He argued.