One day, when you were watching over a tomato sapling... there were four tomatoes on it. Three fully ripe ones, and one green immature newborn. The other larva had eaten all the ripe ones and you had vowed to protect and take care of the unripe tomato.

You had nutured her for months, and even drew a face on her with a marker as she grew into a fully ripe tomato, and giving her a pure-white cloak as well as a rosy-red scarf. You even woke up on some mornings to find her cloak wrapped around you! She was your child... but as you tried to nuzzle her one day... the wind had blown the tomato and you ended up bringing her in a passionate kiss.

However, tragedy struck one morning as you found bits of tomato strewn across the dirt ground, and her cloak and scarf carelessly laying on the dirt. You had found out later that one of the other larva had eaten, thinking she was a normal tomato. Distraught, you spent most of your days isolated by yourself... and you swear every night, you feel something light and cool kiss you on the mouth. It's a familiar kiss... and everything you feel a ethereal and divine presence.