Adventurer Cookie の小説・ストーリー

Ada said with a knowing glance at the tall male, who didn't look like he was willing to go bake cookies with her. I'm not too sure I really want to eat those cookies that Kayen helped make. Because he had a rather dark look on his face at the idea of baking cookies with his grandmother. I was slightly scared that he might put something in them. What if I got diarrhea from it? That sounds gross, but Kayen is too suspicious for me to believe otherwise. "Kayen makes the best cookies, Raven," Ada explained. My cheek twitched.

He was still thinking about the stones. He was thinking about why I had so many wishes, but had never told him a single one. He was wondering why he never knew the strong, unshakeable warrior he saw had such a soft, vulnerable side. "Oh, and I made dessert." Gianna presented a small silver platter like she was revealing a grand prize. On it were several perfectly golden-brown cookies. A sweet, familiar scent filled the air. Maple cookies. Aiden's vacant stare snapped into focus the moment he saw them.

Parang kiti-kiti siya na kanina pang pabiling-biling sa higaan sa tuwing makikita niya ang garapon ng cookies na ibinigay nito sa kanya. Ayon dito, ito mismo ang nag-bake noon para sa kanya nang malamang paborito niya ang cranberry and white chocolate cookies ng Cafè mi Amore. Talagang nag-effort pa itong aralin yun para lang sa kanya... 'That's the sweetest thing!' Usually, guys will just give her expensive gifts, but him? 'Oh my gosh, I'm lost in this game, but I don't care!'

They had a main meal at lunchtime, and they returned to the hotel. The teachers checked with the hotel staff if they could have room service and the hotel staff informed them that the students could have room service. The students had different meals; Mrs Sprocket gave Belle Rose and Fatima four different chocolate bars (two each). Belle Rose had a Wispa and Galaxy Cookie Crumble. Fatima had a Mars bar and Twix Xtra. Belle Rose knew that Mrs Sprocket wants to thank her and Fatima for the box of chocolate as well as the rose wine. The tour guide called Annabelle arrived at the hotel and was allowed to stay for one night.

CLAIRE'S POV: Jennifer’s cookies were ridiculously good—crispy on the edges, soft in the center, and just the right amount of chocolate. We sat cross-legged on the kitchen stools, laughing over a meme she’d shown me while munching through our third batch. "You know," she said, licking a crumb off her thumb, "if I ever open a bakery, I’m naming it ‘Jennifer’s Justified Cravings.’" I chuckled. "You’d have to give me lifetime access. These cookies are basically therapy."

A response came back in less than a minute. I’m glad you liked them. Do you want anything from Japan? Cole wasn’t quite sure how to answer. Since she was pretty sure someone like Aiden would have been able to get anything from anywhere just by making a phone call or getting someone else to make a phone call, it was incredibly sweet that he would offer to pick up something for her personally. And so she really didn’t want to say no. On the other hand, her materialistic desires weren’t quite global enough for a challenge like this. On top of which, she didn’t actually want to put him to expense or trouble. After a moment or two, she sent: Some Glico chocolate crush matcha cookie pocky and a ph

She wondered if it was Christmas cookies, but it was still far away from Christmas. When she got closer, she noticed a lot of people were lining up to get their cookies. The person handing out the cookies were Ash and another woman in a beige suit. Coco’s eyes widened at the woman. It was Layla Stone, her nightmare in university! Layla no longer had long straight hair. Instead, she had wavy curls and makeup on, making her look even prettier than back then. "Coco, meet Ms. Stone. I heard that you guys were classmates in university." Ash waved to Coco. "Ms. Stone is the sponsor of our TV series. Her company has come out with a new cookie flavor this year, and she’s here to share with us."

Cromwel said. "Oh," I glance at him, "Nice choice, that's my favorite snack." "I thought your favorite snack was carrots?" "No, I said, I love carrots, Levi," "Here you go, Crom," I hand him a Ziploc with my hand-made cookies inside. I tossed the snacks at the other members, then I stared blankly at the back of Hunter's head and doubted if I should ask him too. I mean, I already asked him a while ago, but maybe he's interested now?

“Jules might not have baked it, yes. But, he assisted me in getting the measurements right. That counts for something, no?” “What do you call them?” I asked, pointing at the tray in front of him. “The cookies you made, I mean. They ought to have a flavor or something like that.” “Oh, yeah. They’re spicy cookies.” Cole said, scratching the back of his head. “Spicy cookies?” I raised my eyebrows at him. “I’ve never heard of those before.” “Well, now you have,” Cole said as he placed one on a plate and handed it over to me. “Here you go, try it out and tell me what you think about it.”

I settled beside her, close enough to catch the faint scent of her shampoo…something floral and clean that made my pulse quicken despite the domestic tranquility of the moment. "So," I said to Caesar, who was watching me with curious eyes, "what other adventures have this muffin had?" "Oh!" Caesar perked up immediately. "One time he met a cookie who was sad because nobody wanted to eat him!" "Why didn't anyone want to eat the cookie?" I asked, genuinely curious now. "Because he was shaped funny," Caesar explained with the gravity of someone sharing state secrets. "Like a squiggly line instead of a circle." "That's terrible," I said seriously. "What did the muffin do?"