Romanesco (Micro-fiction)

“I don’t know.”

“What do you mean by that? You made it!”

“I stole the idea, okay?”

“From whom?!”

“From you.”

“Hah. I knew it.”

“Look, I’m sorry. Okay? I was bored, and I liked your idea.”

“And now, you’re stuck.”

“Well, yeah! I could use some help, you know.”

“It looks like me.”

“No. It looks like me. You’re not green.”

“But, it’s a flower like me.”

“Okay. Fine. So, what do we name it?”

“Wait, let me think. It has got perfect spirals. How about ‘Fractal food’?”

“But what about me? Is it more like a cauliflower, or a broccoli, like me?”

“You are such a self-obsessed veggie, Broccoli. Let’s name this new entrant ‘Romanesco Broccoli’. Happy?”

“Yeah. I’ll give it a pet name, too. ‘Roman Cauliflower’, cool right?”

“Whatever makes you happy, Broccoli.”

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