2d And Noodle Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I bobbed on my legs. “Me too. I have to go now.” She smiled. “Am I surprised?” She said and I turned to find out another letter was here from the so called admirer. “This one doesn’t even say anything. Everything just written here is ‘Nigh’. Only God knows what that means.” She dropped the letter, shrugging as she walked out. I tended to my almost burning noodles, pouring it into my favorite noodle bowl before sticking a fork in it and picking up a drink from the fridge before heading to my room.

" Jerry completed, as he munched on his noddles. I had made a noodle. One that was fucking delicious. Owen and Enzo had bet on sparring and if Enzo were to win... I'd make the noodles again and if Owen were to win... I'd make my special recipe....Adobo with a smiley face. "Oh my fucking Molly, don't hit him like that Enzo... you'll kill him!" I half yelled, ignoring Matt's nonsense. "Kill him if you can. We have so many lands to put the dead." Jerry said.

begged Dita. Jay took a deep breath. "This time I'll let you."Dita shouted pleasure. Dita hugged Jay because she was very happy. Jay picked up the slack there. "Now that you eat noodles, I'll wait for you to eat." Dita enjoys eating noodles. "It turns out that the taste of JAD noodles is more delicious if you eat it in the middle of the night and in tamba with your presence." Jay laughed at the silly words. Dita squinted her eyes. "I'm serious Jay. You can try it. Open your mouth."

I opened my eyes and looked at him. Getting up on my knees on the bed, I placed both of my palms on his thighs, arched my body up, leaned forward, and kissed him on the lips. ---- AN: AHHHHHHH IT IS FINALLY HAPPENING YOU CRAZY FANGIRLING CHICKLETS! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ SHE KISSED HIM! PS: That noodles recipe in the middle of the chapter is legit wildly delicious. Korean style noodles! Try it up if you haven't ;)

“It’s not how big or long the fish is, it’s how well you catch it. Can you get it to follow a lead, nibble on your finger thinking it’s food? Can you trick the thing into virtually catching itself? That, my friend, is noodles in its purest form.” “That’s nice and all, but that wouldn’t win you the one hundred dollar first place prize.” She laughed and he smiled. A genuine Kasen Steel smile, no arrogance, no alpha machoism, no BS. Nothing but him and her. Then Andi remembered what she said to herself before noodles came up. If he passed this test, she would give him a serious chance. Well, he passed with flying colors. But one more pop quiz, and if he succeeds, she’d date him. All or nothing.

Freya’s P.O.V I waited for about five minutes for the noodles to bloom before removing the lids and bringing them to the table. But as soon as I placed the cup in front of Julian, his entire face changed from sulky to wonder. “We have noodles?” he looked up at me through big blue eyes filled with hope and I almost fell sorry for him…almost. “Yes.” I kept my voice soft but strict. “Eat up.”

Lendon glared at Curtis, his eyes like a sharp dagger ready to slash him. Curtis lowered his head and didn’t say a word. Lendon also stood up and went up to Kendra. Kendra was busy preparing the noodles. Lendon stood behind her and stared at her back. He didn’t even know he suddenly smiled while looking at her every movement. He could feel her enthusiasm, and that simple gesture warmed his lonely heart. Soon, the noodles were ready. Kendra wanted to serve noodles in a bowl, but accidentally, she scalded her fingers and screamed.

Was I that easy to read? “Mehnn…I love sluts.” That was Cinnamon. “Someone, get the blindfold.” Brown ordered before stroking my face and whispering “I don’t need your hands, your mouth will do. Do you understand?” I nodded. “But don’t worry, I will,” Green added. As if in a trance, I took my gaze to his erection and I couldn’t look away.” It was long and curvy….absolute perfection. I practically drooling until everything went dark….fuck blindfolds.

Cassandra’s POV The noodle bowl was spicy. It was so hot that my eyes were tearing up on the spot. I was tempted to cry but I forced myself to swallow before glancing at Alaric He was pretty calm, I wondered if he could bear the spice. I just wanted him to give up first then I could laugh at him. So despite my burning mouth, or teary eyes and the fact I could feel the spice on my face I took another bite with the chopstick

He tasted little and couldn’t stop. “Are you testing for toxicity in food?” Daisy joked, “You have to eat a whole piece of noodles, fill your mouth, feel the happiness. See you eating each vermicelli noodle, make me boring. Daisy stepped down to the firewood kitchen and twisted a ripe banana from a bunch of bananas standing in the corner. Drop a slipper, sit up, start the process of refueling. "Dean frowned, don't you feel dirty?" Daisy looked at her green, pus-stained hands, and smiled.