Seagulls Love Donuts (standard:humor, 873 words)
Author: Robert G Moons	Added: Sep 22 2013	Views/Reads: 4845/1911	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Brad, a seagull, learns about sharing.

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through that donut. We get it off you, and then we split it three 
ways." 

Brad didn't trust Phil. "You just want my donut." 

"Oh, I get it," said Phil with a hurt look on his face. "And I thought
we were friends. You think all we want is that donut. Well, I have news 
for you, buddy, pal. Sean and I will get that donut off you, and you 
can have it all to yourself. Right, Sean?" 

Sean looked at the donut around Brad's neck. "Couldn't we just eat–" 

"Sean!" 

"Yeah, sure," Sean agreed. 

Phil continued. "We'll get the donut off you and fly away, leaving you
and your donut together for some quality time." 

Brad thought about this for a moment. "You would do that?" 

"Sure," said Phil. "We're friends, and friends help each other out.
Friends also share things with each other, but I'm starting to think 
that maybe you're not our friend. Because a friend would share, 
especially when he has a large, chocolate-glazed donut. 

"With multi-coloured sprinkles," added Sean. 

Brad paused and thought about what Phil had said. "You're right, Phil. I
don't know what came over me." 

"Greed," said Phil. 

"Multi-coloured sprinkles?" asked Sean. 

"Both," replied Brad. "My eyes became as glazed over as this donut, and
I became greedy. Please forgive me and eat this donut off me; the 
chocolate is melting and sticking to my feathers." 

"You heard our friend," Phil said and he began to peck away at the
donut. 

"Sure thing," Sean answered and started on the opposite side. 

A few minutes later, the two of them had the donut in three even pieces
at their feet. 

"Just one thing left to do," said Phil. 

"What's that?" asked Brad. 

"Milk," answered Phil. 

"Milk?" 

"Milk. Can't eat a donut without a glass of cold milk." 

"How about half a cup of cold coffee?" Sean yelled. 

Brad and Phil turned around to see Sean standing in a paper cup a
distance away. 

"No thanks," Phil yelled back. "I'm not that thirsty any more." 

"Yeah," added Brad. "I think I'll eat this one dry." 

Sean looked down at his legs, knee deep in the brown liquid. "But I
thought friends shared everything?" 

The End. 

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