“It’s funny,” said Toaster Strudel. “I’ve never seen the beach at dusk before. It’s so peaceful— so beautiful.”
“It’s not half as beautiful as you,” replied Icing Packet.
Toaster Strudel immediately blushed. “You’re sweet.”
“No you are,” Icing Packet instantly replied as he intertwined his fingers into the open hand of Toaster Strudel and the two walked off into the sunset together both secretly hoping that this would be the start of a beautiful breakfast.