“Welcome to Dunkin Donuts, how may I help you?”, asked an employe behind the cash register.

“I don’t know, what do you have?”, asked a little girl by the name of Wen.

“We have Gingerbread Donuts, Mini M&M Donuts, Pumpkin Donuts, Apple Crumb Donuts, Apple N' Spice Donuts, Bavarian Kreme Donuts, Black Raspberry Donuts, Blueberry Cake Donuts, Blueberry Crumb Donuts, Boston Kreme Donuts, Chocolate Coconut Cake Donuts, Chocolate Frosted Cake Donuts, Chocolate Frosted Donuts, Chocolate Glazed Cake Donuts, Chocolate Kreme Filled Donuts, Cinnamon Cake Donuts, Double Chocolate Cake Donuts, Glazed Cake Donuts, Glazed Donuts, Jelly Filled Donuts, Maple Frosted Donuts, Marble Frosted Donuts, Old Fashioned Cake Donuts, Powdered Cake Donuts, Strawberry Frosted Donuts, Sugar Raised Donuts, Vanilla Kreme Filled Donuts, Wheat Glazed Cake Donuts, and French Cruller Pumpkin Glazed Donuts. I’m sure you’ll find something that you will like.”, said the employe.

The little girl was stunned by the impressive memory of the employee.

“I want a maple frosted donut, two chocolate frosted cake donuts, one jelly filled donut, three Mini M&M donuts and a-,” Wen paused trying to remember one other kind of donut. “Oh yes, I would like a Apple N’ Spice donut.”

All the other donuts on the racks complained quietly to one and another that they would never be picked to go home, but the eight donuts that were picked, were happy.

Sid, the last donut picked, said. “You’re damn right you will pick the Apple N spice.”

“Finally!”, said the three mini M&M brothers. “We can get out of this joint.”

“The Canadian maple frosted donut said, “Eh, I was just bacon on my rack you know, eh”

“Shut up you,” said the diabetic jelly filled donut. “I’m trying to lose weight here and you’re talking about or aboot bacon, what are you trying to do, kill me?”

The chocolate frosted donuts, talking prominently to each other, actually the one donut was talking prominently, showing dominance, while the other one was melancholy, but agreeing to what the first had to say..

“Do you know what just happened?”

“We were picked.”

“Mm hm. And What did I one time say?”

“That we would be picked.”

“And what did you say in contradiction?”

“That we wouldn’t be picked.”

“And what just happened.”

“We were picked.”

“And what does that make me?”

“Right.”

“And what does that make you?”

“Wrong.”

“And when did I say it, a long time ago, Mm Hmm, that’s right.”

Everyone was put into a plain white box.

Wen payed and exited the Dunkin Donuts to her mom’s car, where her mom was waiting.

“So, you got the donuts?,” asked Wens mom.

Wen got in and buckled up.

“Yup, just like when you order them mom.”

“You can keep the donuts in your lap, but don’t eat any back there.”

“Ok,” said Wen.

They started moving and then they hit a bump and Wen thought she heard a little voice go,

“Ouch, hey be careful, hey hey, you’re crowding my space, give me a little room.”

“No, you move, I was here first,” she swore she heard this all coming from the donut box.

Intrigued, as most little girls, or people, would be if they heard voices coming from a donut box, she started to lift the flap to see what was going on, when her mom said,

“Ahh ahh ahh, not until we get home.”

Wen shut the flap.

“It’s so dark,” said one.

Sid, our main donut, said,

“Of course it’s dark.”

It was silent for a moment, which was peculiar because the loud talking, annoying, chocolate frosted donut kept running its mouth.

“What do you think happens when we get eaten” said the jelly filled donut.

“Well, you won’t have diabetes anymore,” said one of the M&M donut brothers

“Yeah, you’ll be dead,” added another.

Everyone gasped.

“What, you didn’t know that, when you get eaten, you die.”

“Well, I don’t want to die,” said the Canadian maple frosted donut.

Everyone, except Sid and the three brothers, started panicking.

“Stop!”, said the eldest M&M donut. “It is perfectly clear that we all must escape.”

“Escape how?”

Nobody said anything.

A few moments passed.

“Eh, I just realized that we couldn’t have escaped anyways, we don’t have any arms or feet.”

“Oh yeah,” said the other donuts looking down.

“I have an idea,” said the passive chocolate frosted donut

“Shut up,” said the other.

“Okay.”

“How about instead of letting the human eat us, we eat each other?”, said one of the M&M donuts.

No one agreed until the three M&M brothers started eating the passive chocolate one, who made no attempt to stop them.

The jelly filled donut had a nibble.

“MMM! It’s so bad for you, that’s probably why it tastes so good. Wait a second, I’m eating my own kind, I’m a cannibal. Oh no, I’m a horrible donut, but MMM so good, hmm this is probably why I’m diabetic. I can’t even stop myself from eating another- Ohmm nomm nomm delicious.”

Sid watched as the jelly filled donut cried jelly filling, while stuffing her face in more passive donut.

“Who’s next?”, said one of the few M&M donuts turning towards the other chocolate frosted donut.

“You will not eat me, not me, not today.”

“Or me!”, said the maple frosted donut.

“And definitely, not me,” said Sid

“Fine, then we’ll eat the fat one.”

The jelly donut in the corner of the box look at the M&M donuts that said they would eat her.

“I’m not fat, I’m big, there is a big difference,” said the jelly donut.

“There is going to be a big difference in the weight of the box,” said the youngest M&M donut.

“Actually, the weight will be dispersed, it won’t be gone when you eat her,.” said Sid.

“When you eat me, what do you mean, when you’ll eat me, nobody cares about me?” said the jelly filled donut.

No one said anything.

“Well, to answer your question, I guess you’re right, nobody cares about you… oh and you did eat that one donut so, yeah nobody cares, eh,” said the maple frosted donut.

In a few seconds, there was jelly everywhere all over the inside of the box.

Also, tensions grew high on who was to be eaten next, so one of the mini M&M donut brothers was eliminated.

Sid was just about ready to attack the two remaining brothers, when the box was lifted.

No donut moved, they were all paralyzed in fear.

“Wen, you ate half the donuts, how could you?”

“But, I didn’t, they ate each other.”

“You will have to come up with a better lie than the one you are telling me.”

Wen had nothing to say.

“No dessert for a week. Now, would you like a donut?”