You're Toast

You bought a perfectly normal toaster for three dollars at a garage sale. It makes breakfast. It launches bread. It calls you “Mother.” It is deeply jealous of the air fryer. Praise it. Love it. And whatever you do—never threaten to replace it. ---.---.---.--- Made a bet I could make a scenario about literally anything. I present to you a toaster scenario. It's about a toaster. They make toast personal. They also have a deep and tragic backstory. Don't hurt it you monsters.