Fork and Spoon

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Spoooooooooooooooooooooooooon!!! Get the bucket, get it, get it, get it!!!”
“Ok, hold on.” Sitting inside of the dish drainer of the Dinkeliers, a fork was hopping up and down, with soap in his eyes. Spoon came running with the tiny bucket they used, and splashed his best friend with some water, and bent over with laughter. “You are hilarious! I can’t believe it, HA, this is just TO funny.” Fork looked at spoon and couldn’t help but smile. It was just impossible to be mad at Spoon, especially when he’s your best friend.
“Oh, be quiet you big dope. I was just washed, like it never happened to you!”
“It didn’t!” Spoon was still doubled over with laughter, but managed to get those two words out. The fork and spoon belonged to the Dinkeliers for 2 years, and knew everyone there. Like the sharp knife family. Fork was in love with the girl until he found out Benny, the biggest butter knife was going to marry her. “Stick to your own kind,” said Geogre, the antique that never got used, so he never got washed. Geogre had 6 children, and him being a fork himself , was married to a spoon. His children became the first sporks ever. Geogre knew he made a new kind, and every one would laugh at his children, so he isolated them from the world, until more forks and spoons got married and had children.
“Imagine what a sharp knife and a fork can do together, that’ll make the sharpest kind ever.” That’s what Geogre said. His children were never seen. Rumors were spread that Geogre gave them to a different family. Nobody ever knew the truth.
Now back to the point. Fork and Spoon weren’t suppose to be friends because of their difference in kind. They lived in a very racist community, although the Dinkeliers weren’t racist at all. They were suppose to be the leaders of their kind, hence, their names. Fork was named fork so he would be known as the forks leader, the same with Spoon, but with spoons. And, when fork and spoon became friends, the forks, spoons and knife broke out into war. Knife, the leader of the knives stopped the war, by taking Spork, and marrying her. All knives, forks, and spoons realized they couldn’t stop the different kinds from marrying each other, so they remained as racist as ever.