As the sun came up and the leaves strove upwards to welcome another day, the roots stumbled and criss-crossed the soil underneath searching for food and water. As the head root, I met with a few wriggly friends from the worm family and shared war stories, ahem Miss worm, have you met Munchkin today? Hey pau, first am not Miss nor Mr, just call me worm. Second, am not in a hurry to meet Munchkin seeing that it would be difficult to wriggle out of his paws. Ow, alright worm, let me find some food and water for the young flowers up above, maybe this season we will have children of our own too, that is if those pesky humans do not get to the fruit first. Before worm could answer, an earthquake started forming right ahead, damn! That sounds like Munchkin digging right towards us, in a hurry worm cut a left and wriggled out of trouble just as Munchkins ugly snout reach us.
Suddenly, all hell broke loose! Alarm bells ringing all the way up the network of veins and roots, Munchking has found us! Bring in the Tree Defense squad with its nasty, the nastiest ever, you have never seen so much nasty gel anywhere else, spray it all over the roots, spray it on the soils, spray as if this were the last day. Sadly, before the squad could get to all the roots, my cousin root X got his legs chewed off, I missed having a hand snapped off and made into a snack by Munchkin.
It was a short lived war, a few legs here, lots of gel there and Munchkin decided to leave us alone and instead went after the roots of poor Miss Maize just next to our Tree. Maybe next time, we will work together instead of fighting for the scraps the humans threw into her hole. Maybe, next time.