The Unpredicted Debacle

It's 7:00 AM in the morning. The golden sunrays hit the woody brown dining table. Naveen and Shahrukh prepare food as they blabber about the house help who didn't show up.

Shahrukh asks Naveen"Hey, how do you make the carrot and beet root juices in this juicer?" Looking at the new juicer Naveen bought last evening.
Naveen says " Don't do them in this one, it's just alot of waste with way less juice. Use the regular blender."
"What about the pomegranate seeds?"
"Just just go for em they're efficient with the juicer."
"Cool. I'll just check on the rice first."
The freshly peeled and washed carrot and beetroot heard the conversation and speak to themselves.
Pissed Carrotika says, "eyy naveen, just because youre too lazy to chew you asked me to crush myself in the blender and come to you as a juice. Now you bought this nice juicer and not allowing me to enter it. You know what, you're a piece of shit. You idiot. Just get rid of your laziness you dumbfuck."
"What's the use bro, they can never hear us. Considering the fact that we're just vegetables for them." Says Beetwati.
"Don't consider me along with you. You're just a purple colour releasing fat idiot with no importance at all." Frowns Carrotika.
Sad Beetwati says "I'm sensitive. Please don't do this."
"Well stop pretending like you're a victim. You deserve a blender crush. Not me. Look at you fat, clumsy, staining dumbass."
"What's so different about you that's not in me. We both are roots after all. We grew together below the soil. Did you forget?"
"Well you want to know what's different. Well, I'm slim, tall, handsome, good looking, people can easily eat me unlike you. Do people even touch you to wash. Your entire existence is shit. I'm the best unlike you. Isn't that enough? You want more reasons?"
"Bro, why are you being such a dick to me?" Beetwati shouts increasing the heat of the argument.
"Because guess what, I am a dick. Did you forget the time when I stuck myself behind you?"
"Whoa, gross insult but, considering your name 'carrotika' no one will think that you are a dick."
"I know. I don't need your observations which are as insignificant as my ( root ) hairs."
"Well stop this now. Look at the Pomegra Devi, so happy. Wish I was there bro." Says Beetwati in an attempt to change the conversation."
"Guess what  you can only wish to be there. I'm deserved to be there. That's the difference that you asked about." Says carrotika in a feeling of accomplishment.
"Well, then why are you here then if you are so deserving to be in a juicer than a blender?."
"Well, I.... I am supposed to be there. B.. But, I am here because...... Shahrukh thinks he I'm too hard to chew."
"Is it what he thinks or did you just made this up?" Says beetwati with a smile.
Carrotika who is confused says "Stop diverting the conversation. I don't want to talk to you." And rolls off to the bowl in which Pomegra Devi is sitting.
"Hey Pomegra how are you? Long time no see." Says carrotika.
"Yeah, where have you been? I thought you were coming with me into the juicer. What happened?"
"Well, Naveen thinks I'm way to hard to cut so he put me with Beetwati in the blender."
"Good luck on getting blended with the stainy while I get juiced. Uniquely, like like real queen."

  Shahrukh reached the table screaming out to naveen "The juices aren't done yet, what are you doing?"
"It's 7.30 already, can you do them today, I need to get ready. If we aren't on the road by 8, we'll get stuck bro." Replies Naveen.
"Okay, tomorrow its your duty. You will do it tomorrow if not I'll call aunty and tell about your one night stands."
"Okay I'll do them tomorrow. I promise. Please don't tell anything to anyone." Says Shahrukh as he pulls the carrot and beetroot together to chop them. After dicing the carrotika and beetwati he put them in the blender together and adds water."
"Why isn't anything normal in this house? Who blends a carrot that too with a beetroot? No wonder they don't want your stains on their teeth, beetwati."
"Whatever, it's not me who deserved this. It's you who deserved a wet grinder where you get crushed by stones." Says beetwati.
"Even there, they'll put me with you. Think about it. One sharp slice or getting crushed with so much weight." Replies Carrotika.

  Before Beetwati replied, Sharukh turned the blender on. As the time passed, both beetwati and carrotika blended into each other. Shahrukh poured them into two tumbler and packed them. Carrotika and beetwati juice was drunk in the afternoon and got digested happily ever after. ( Not to mention the disgusting part where they get ejected out of the bodies )