Banana was always good to Megan. Banana always gave Megan what she wanted, no matter what the cost was.
Perhaps it was love on Banana's end...
Until that fateful night when Banana found himself intoxicated and a heated session with the cream pie began before he could even stop himself.
Megan had burst in the door, blue eyes blazing in fury as she realized...
Banana had been unfaithful during her time away. She had only gone to work, the late night shift.
Megan didn't give Banana a chance to explain himself, no, the hurt was too much. She packed her things and left.
For a long time, she was alone. She avoided Banana, who constantly begged for her to forgive him for what he had done, but there was no taking it back.
She met Apple in a convenience store by accident when she bumped in to her and knocked her to the ground. Megan helped her up, and apologized profusely for not looking where she was going.
Apple said it was okay, as long as she would treat her to coffee across the street. So Megan agreed, and after some talking, Megan realized that this Apple, this beautiful red beauty was a wonderful person with a heart as deep as the ocean.
It didn't take long for the girls to fall in love, and everything was perfect. They got an apartment together, and lived happily until Banana found Megan again...and showed up on the doorstep to beg for her back.
Megan denied him, turning him away with cold eyes and Banana learned then...that mistakes were sometimes the gravest things that could happen.
Forgiveness didn't always come with sincere apologies.
TO EXPLAIN. I ate a whole banana cream pie once and it made me sick, and I've sworn off bananas ever since. THIS..."pairing" came from one retardedly epic plurk convo....yes.