[ Writing Prompt ] Write a story from the perspective of a cupcake who does n't want to be eaten

Oh god, it's got Larry, why? That monster was sick. It tore into Larry, until the gooey cranberry center spilled out. And the crumbs, Larry's crumbs rained over the rest of us, with pieces of Larry still stuck in my frosting. 
 
 Oh no, it's reaching down again. Does this Beast's hunger know no bounds? Goodbye Susan, Sweet lemon meringue topped Susan. If I had hands, I'd reach out and pull you back... 
 
 Oh no, it's reaching out again. It's got ME! It's going to doublefist me and Susan. Goodbye, sweet cruel world... 
 
 `` Tammy, stop making up voices for the cupcakes. It's freaking your sister out.'' God, mom always takes Felicity's side. 
 
 `` Well, if she was n't such a fat pig, I would n't have to'' I shot back. `` This is what, your 3rd cupcake?'' 
 
 `` SHUT UP, YOU FREAK'' Felicity yelled. 
 
 I took a cupcake and started wiggling it in her face. 
 
 `` What's the matter? Do n't you want to eat poor old me? With 3 grams of Trans fat that will go straight to your huge ass?'' 
 
 `` God, you're so immature!'' She scoffed, got up from the table and ran upstairs. Haha, score. The rest of the cupcakes were mine. 
 
 *Do n't eat me* a faint whisper floated into my ears. I looked around and down at the cupcake I was holding. 
 
 *Do n't eat me* the whisper came again. I shrugged my shoulders and bit into it.
