1 Guy 2 Spoon Novels & Stories

Dell muttered surprising everyone, The whole place turned quiet as non one is saying anything anymore, everyone is lost deep in thought, just staring at each other and some even had a sad look on I decided to lighten the atmosphere “Guys! Guys the food is getting cold, let's take a picture with spoons in our hand at least we will have something to hold onto!” I said with a smile showing them my polaroid camera “Yesss” Everyone yelled happily and adjusted their position “Please pick your spoon and act like you're about to put a spoonful in your mouth!” “Isn't that childish?” Venom asked “No it's memorable” I smiled “One……two……three!” I counted and took the picture

He rubs her back and she gestures to the problematic spoons, “I don’t see a difference, the size is the same, the position on the table is virtually indistinguishable from this other spoon. But using it for anything other than its intended purpose is ‘frowned upon most deeply’.” She sighs, giving up for now. George has again chosen her food for her, as she’s been drowning in the spoon section, struggling to see the spoons for the other mildly different spoons. George looks at the spoons in question, and frowns,

“Stand up!” The four members of my party stood up sheepishly. I waved at them. They nervously waved back like contestants in a ‘who can act the most awkward’ competition. It was a four-way dead heat. The frogman looked confused. “What exactly are you people?” It was a good question. “Do we have a deal?” He nodded. “Wait!” said the female. She held up two fingers. “Two pots. And a big spoon.” I smiled — a fellow spoon lover. “Okay.” All that time thinking violence was the answer when the only weapon I needed was good old capitalism.

Hе scooped uр some mоrе саkе, tаkіng tіmе to аdd ѕоmе сrеаm and directed thе spoon tоwаrdѕ my mоuth again. I pressed my lірѕ tight tоgеthеr. “Dоn’t bother,” I muttered. I wаѕ nоt fаllіng fоr thаt trісk аgаіn. Hе nudged thе ѕрооn against mу lірѕ, and I rеluсtаntlу slowly opened my mоuth. He ѕlірреd the spoon inside, and I grоаnеd ѕоftlу at thе іnѕtаnt рlеаѕurе.

I thought he'd be proud to know I've memorised all the utensils on which to use for what but he's a tough one to please because I stutter the moment he asked me to demonstrate on how to use the spoon for soup in case it's hot. "You do it half moon crescent," he runs his spoon in the soup in front of him, "Not blowing it as if you're playing trumpet." I giggle again and pick up my soup spoon, copying his act, "Like this?"

He looked at me seriously and smiled. “You may have it now. I’ll wait for another stock” he said. I get the bottle and went back to our seat. I waited for my friends before eating. They come back gradually and we start eating. I noticed that I don’t have any utensils. “Jeez. I don’t have a spoon and fork.” I told and Eloisa heard that. “Who doesn’t have any utensils there?” I heard Gio who’s currently standing and holding a spoon and fork.

“Are you going to tell them you have another spoon?” I dig out the extra plastic spoon from the bag and sneak another bite of ice cream while Mark and Casper continue to fight.

“Maybe later.” “Coffee then?” “Oh, yeah. Please.” “Help yourself,” Tex said. “It’s fresh.” Spider poured a cup, held the pot up. “Want one?” “Hell, yeah,” Tex said, busy stirring the eggs in a bowl. “Black and strong and with two spoons of sugar.” Spider fixed the other man’s coffee, set it on the island between them. Then he perched on a stool, and took a huge sip of his milky, sweet coffee and sighed.

Aubrey said amid the food in her mouth. After constellating round the table for about 20 minutes, Wesley took the last spoonful of his food and said, “I need more spaghetti.” “I am so sorry, Wesley; I only prepared little spaghetti,” Aubrey said. “And you are aware that spaghetti is part of my favorites food,” Wesley said with glare.

He decided to eat it. "The spoon?"he asked. The guy frowned at him. "Or a fork?."Larry added. The guy glared hard at him. "Okay, what the hell...no fork,no spoon?,then how the hell did you expect me to fucking eat!!!"he shouted. "You need more beatings?."the guy scoffed. "If you can't eat with your bare hands,then fuck off."he added brusquely. Larry sighed. The guy turned to leave. "Alright...,fine,I will manage. I will eat with my bare hand so come release my hands."Larry said.