2d And Noodle Novels & Stories

Alaric listened quietly, his attention fixed on him as if nothing else existed. I turned back to the pantry deciding on what else to make. “Fine, fried noodles it is,” I murmured..It was quicker anyway. I boiled water, added the noodles. Drained it and moved through the steps stirring and adding ingredients without thinking too much. Still, I could feel it, two pairs of eyes on me the entire time, one was curious while the other one was unreadable. Within minutes, I plated two servings. I placed one in front of Alaric. “We’re out of bread, so this will have to do. It should be easier to eat.” I gave him a brief explanation.

Looking at the smelly rice noodles bubbling on the table, Adriana wrinkled her eyebrows into two tight knots. “This is refreshing?” Carson, his long fingers stirring the noodles and auxiliary ingredients in the large bowl, looked completely at ease—clearly, he had eaten this many times before. “These rice noodles are made from the shop owner’s authentic recipe. Only his family knows it. Have a try!” Adriana’s expression darkened as she pushed her bowl away. “Deputy Director Carson, you should eat more.”

By the end of the second hour I had revised that assessment. She was looking at my hands most specifically. When I played and when I kept my instruments, not paying attention to anything else. I did not say anything and focused on other things instead. After rehearsal I took Eli to a noodle place two streets from the hotel that he had identified on his second day in the city as the most important noodle place he had ever visited. He was working through his bowl and explaining to me a theory he had developed about why some noodles were better than others that involved several factors including thickness, sauce ratio and what he called the slurp test.

They looked like they were intoxicated with satisfaction, as if watching Hilda eating noodles was way more interesting than watching a panda eating bamboo. One was a siscon, another one was a daughter addict. Disgusting! Psycho! Joining them, Nathan took a seat by the dining table and watched Hilda as she ate the noodles. How pretty! Why does she look so good even when she's eating noodles? Oh! How I wish I was the noodles she's eating right now. Subconsciously, he also started looking at her with a mesmerizing gaze. Seeing that Hilda had finished her meal, Linux handed her a cup of water and said gently, "Eat slowly. There's more if this isn't enough."

nadir opens the fridge to fetch cereal and ice cream, she grabs a mini bucket of ice cream vanilla flavour and little rice krispies pouring into a bowl and stir, seating behind a counter she rests her head shoving both the ice cream and the cereal into her mouth,she relaxes after exhausting herself full to the brim, looking around the kitchen too lazy to move she relax some more dumping the spoon into the mini cream bucket, gradually closing her eyelids, the door opens to the kitchen firm footsteps approaching her, her heart thuds in her chest but she tries controlling it in order not to raise suspicions afterall she was in a house full of wolves who had super hearing abilities, the footstep

Waiting for my response. Watching for any reaction. I chewed. Once. Twice. Three times. It was spicy. Far spicier than I expected. But underneath that, there was something annoyingly good about it. Salty. Warm. The noodles had absorbed the sauce. I swallowed. Luna's eyes widened. “Well?” I picked up another forkful. Her mouth dropped open. “You like it.” “I didn't say that.” “You took another bite.” “I am making an informed decision.” “You called it chemical garbage.”

I’m hopeless,’ she screamed internally. “Hey, Earth to Dawn?” He snapped his fingers in front of her. “Hmmm?” Dawn looked up to him. “I was talking about our noodles-and-nuggets moment,” he said, then fed her a nugget. She chewed and replied, “If I’m Noodle, you’re gonna be Nugget.” “N&N? Cute. But I swear, if we end up melting together like chocolate, I’m blaming you,” he remarked. “Pfft!” She rolled her eyes, trying not to laugh.

Kendra stretched her hand to Lendon and said. 2000 dollars? These must be the most expensive noodles he ever had! “You want me to pay for it?” Lendon narrowed his eyes and walked closer to her. The air between them suddenly became suffocating. Kendra wanted to step back but had no way to do it. She wanted to charge Lendon for having her noodles.

Anna skillfully unwraps the elastic to tie the sauce bag, then she pours the sauce over the noodles and mixes them, but isn’t this the Mie Goreng at the store that Bunny took Brandon to? “Aaaa, what is this noodle?” Anna had just finished mixing the noodles and sauce, and beside her appeared Vivia. Not only spaghetti but just noodles, Vivia can eat it. Smelling the wonderful scent of Mie Goreng noodles, Vivia lifted the plastic bowl to her nose and smelled it. Like a worm when it finds a fat worm. “Mie Goreng, have you heard of this name?” Anna replied. “Erm… can I have a bite, please?” Vivia shook Anna’s arm. She looked at Anna with expectant eyes.

Alicia said jumping like someone who just won a lottery. "You know how to prepare this right?" Robert asked unsure if he was supposed to be happy or not. "Of course, It's very easy to prepare and there is an instruction in the pack for us to follow. No one ever prepares noodles wrongly, It's just a pot and boiling water that is needed, that's if you don't want to add anything there. Noodles are saviors to people like us who can not cook properly or in case your case, someone who cannot cook at all." Alicia explained to him, smiling. She was still basking in the euphoria of having found noodles on the counter, she has never been this happy to find noodles in her entire life. She quickly place