On a boiling hot summer's day around noon, Mogey and Smush were weeding the vegetable patch when a most peculiar thing happened.
One of the turnips opened its eyes. Now Mogey and Smush had seen eyes on turnips before, but never the kind that could open. The turnip blinked twice at Mogey and Smush and then opened a toothless turnipy mouth.
"You'll never catch me alive!" the turnip screamed, and he leapt out of the ground and took off on his gnarled turnip legs, only, he didn't get too far. See, his turnip tail of roots was still stuck in the ground, and pull as he might, the turnip couldn't seem to free it. But the audacious bulb wasn't finished.
"Rise, veggie brothers!" he yelled. "Rise against your oppressors!" All around the garden, vegetables from rutabagas to cabbages began opening their little eyes as the turnip yelled out his rallying cry. "Vegetables unite! A bid for freedom is at your door-ste--"
The turnip was abrubtly cut off by a loud crunch as Mogey chomped him in single bite. "Any-un else 'ant to 'ee a hero?" Mogey asked with his mouth full, glaring about the garden. Every eye immediately snapped shut.
"How was it?" Smush asked as they walked to the hose for a drink of water.
"Could've used some honey mustard," Mogey said, "but alright. Did you know turnips had such deep voices?"
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