Banana Splits Novels & Stories

Sharon said as she nodded. Right then, Josh Batton walked over with a large plate of fruits containing cut melons, watermelon, kiwi, dragon fruit, and lychee. The mix of fruits with different colors seemed appetizing. He set the plate down then sat next to his wife, feeding her a lychee fruit. “How does that taste?” he asked. A burst of sweetness erupted in Annabeth’s mouth once again, and she nodded joyfully. “Good.” Sharon then fed her a piece of kiwi. “Have some of this. It’s full of vitamins.”

“We agreed not to allow another woman from Muzagah to be sacrificed to the gods of the Suramite to pacify them for Habeb’s sins. We believed that the gods will destroy us if we grant the prince his request. Believe me, my son; I cannot wish to achieve wealth by sacrificing sweet Banabella to Moguzule, that merciless god. Never! She is my daughter. Later, we called out the six girls to spot out the genuine one. It was an easy task. The girls gathered themselves shyly and stood before us for scrutiny. Banabella stepped out. At first, she tried prevaricating; but when scolded by the King to speak only the truth, she said things that were similar to what the prince had said. There were no contra

Ava frowned as she ate the last of the fruit basket. It was filled with some of the most delicious fruits: the juiciest grapes, strawberries, and mangoes. It was truly something she would definitely go and buy for herself in the future. Ava wanted to buy one now but she was leaving the country in a few hours and surely could not finish it in that amount of time.

She waited to see what the Fay couple would choose to eat and hoped they would explain the different foods. Elowen seemed to sense her uncertainty." These dishes are all made from vegetables and fruits. The Silva Fay don't eat meats." She picked up a fruit that looked like a tiny bright pink banana. "We often start our meals with this fruit that's called Rosea Musa." Elowen handed the fruit to Nueva. She watched how they pealed the skin and copied what they did. The fruit tasted sweet and exotic, with hints reminding her of sunburst pineapple and ripe mango.

"It probably looks like a penis. You've seen one you've-" "Wrong!" Her outburst startles me and makes the Macaw screech in surprise. She grabs the other banana she hasn't massacred yet and holds it with both hands. "You could have one that has a slight bend to it." She slightly bends the banana. "Or one that is uncircumcised and plays peek-a-boo with you." My eyes fill with tears I begin to laugh so hard. She cups her hands over the top, the banana poking out simultaneously. "It could have a slight upturn." She holds the banana upside down making it curve up. "Quinn!" We both jump upright, and Quinn's face is blister red as she turns to face our boss Dr. Craymer.

As Marissa pats Aspen on the back, all three girls stare at me in silence while I open the container to one of the most wonderful sights I've ever cast my eyes on. Two or maybe three pieces of thick toast take up the space. A cinnamon smell hits my nose and I breathe in deeper. A banana — split down the middle — lays on top and the entire thing is covered in syrup and something else sweet. A quick taste confirms it's caramel and I might die a little. I've always dreamed of eating sugar for breakfast. "You're my new favorite person in the entire world. Tell us the whole story of this elbow job," Aspen prods.

When she shook her head, he asked, “And do you like bananas?” “Who doesn’t?” She stole a strawberry from the plate of fruit waiting on the granite island, and he pretended to swat her fingers. “My brother Sean hates bananas. It’s one of the few areas where our tastes diverge.” He popped a grape into his mouth from the fruit arrangement and turned to the stove to start the bacon.

I took the apron from the side and began moving into the kitchen. I picked some bananas and fresh berries from the pantry. I smiled as I think about what I was planning to make for her. Today, I decided to make my all-time favorite snack, the banana split! But instead of using chocolate, I decided to drizzle it with fresh berries and sweet jam.

Rengganis said, looking flatly at her subordinate. “My apologies, Your Majesty. I only wanted to give you this,” he said, offering the bundle. Rengganis frowned and took it, unwrapping the leaf. “These are ciplukan fruits and cashew apples.” “These are edible?” Rengganis asked doubtfully. She’d never seen fruits like these in the palace. “Yes, these are fruits we often eat in the forest. We don’t have apples and the like here,” the man explained, adjusting the cloth tied around his head. “Forgive me—”

They added perfectly ripe yellow bananas, fresh and sweet melons, and beautiful and exotic green kiwis to their shopping basket. William approached Juliana with a surprised expression on his face when he saw Juliana's basket full of various kinds of fresh fruit. He looked at the basket, then glanced at the oranges still in his hand. In an instant, William realized that the amount of fruit Juliana had selected was probably more than it should have been.