The Box Falls for the Can

After two in the morning, you can always hear people whispering in the supermarket. It turns out the things on the shelves have come to life. Snail rice noodles: This smells so tempting. I really want to eat myself! Fire chicken noodles: But we don't have any boiling water... Sichuan pepper chicken feet: Could someone help me open this package? I want to taste myself $_$ Behind the shelves, two boys sat side by side in a corner, plotting how to sneak out of the supermarket. The Box tilted its head and asked, "What's the first thing you want to do once we're out?" The Can pointed to its cheek. "Give me a kiss and I'll tell you." The Can is the top, and the Box is the bottom. A short little story, written with abandon, for laughs. Premise: