"No, Elroy!!!! Don't jump!!!!" .....it was too late.
Since the first moments of being placed on the store shelf with the other eggs, the newbies were thrust into the rumors and whispers. Could it possibly be true? Could such an evil exist? Or was it just a myth? All they could do was sit...and wait....and watch. With each passing hand, they breathed a sigh of a relief. It seemed as though the horror stories they had heard had been just that, stories. They got comfortable in the chilly air and even smiled and joked as they bid their egg friends adieu. In fact, when they were finally chosen by soft and gentle hands, they all cheered. All but one, Elroy. Despite his friends' attempts to soothe his nerves, he remained skeptical. One by one, the soft and gentle hands plucked them from their cozy tray as they set off for their tours of duty. An omlet, a cookie, a spinach and cheese quiche....no matter the mission, they were proud to serve. This is what they had been born to do. And they were honored enough to serve one of the most soft and gentle pair of hands in the history of all eggkind.
So, why did Elroy jump? Those stories, they weren't a myth. He really does exist. His hands, far from soft and gentle, were the ones that opened the refrigerator door that day. They were the ones that reached for Elroy and it was too much for him to handle. He jumped. Some say he was a coward. But there are those that say is is a legend. He is the one who escaped the hands of ......."The Husband".
