We Bare Bears: Short Stories by pandasgirls8

Grizz and the Ham Sandwich

One sunny Friday afternoon, Grizz was making a ham sandwich for lunch. He was about to eat the sandwich when suddenly, the sandwich spoke. "Don't eat me!" Grizz never heard a ham sandwich talk before. "Why not?" Grizz asked the sandwich. "Because I'm not very good for you," replied the ham sandwich. Grizz sniffed the sandwich and said, "You smell so tasty!" "Please, I have a family," begged the sandwich. "Well, I have a family too," said Grizz picking up the ham sandwich. "And we love to eat sandwiches!" "I'm not a ham sandwich!" cried the sandwich. "I'm a prince who was turned to a ham sandwich by an evil queen!" Grizz wasn't buying the ham sandwich's story. "That's from the frog prince story," said Grizz. "Okay, would you believe that I'm a genie that was turned into a ham sandwich by an evil queen?" asked the sandwich. "You know what, sandwich?" asked Grizz. "I'm gonna have a burrito instead." As Grizz left the kitchen, the ham sandwich was relieved. But then Grizz's son, Bradley entered the kitchen. Bradley saw the sandwich on the table and was about to eat it when suddenly, the sandwich spoke. "You do not want to eat me, kid," said the sandwich. "You're right, Mr. Ham Sandwich!" said Bradley taking the mayonnaise out of the fridge. "I don't want to eat you... Without mayonnaise!" So with that Bradley spread some mayonnaise on the ham sandwich and ate it all up! And that was the end of the ham sandwich. The End