Blueberry Pie Elf 소설 & 이야기

He dodged it every time. On the fifth day of Janet's mysterious disappearance, she finally showed up. Like nothing had ever happened, she smiled bright. "Harlan, look what I brought you." I stepped out and saw a box of fresh blueberry muffins on the table, still warm, filling the room with sugar and butter. I used to love blueberry muffins. Then I got diabetes when Asher was in middle school. I hadn't touched sweets since. I looked at her, unimpressed, watching her fake attempt to win me back.

I have to make him something, I know I'm not able to go to the store and buy him a gift, just walking on my feet for five minutes gets me exhausted with all this weight I'm carrying in the front. I'll make him a key lime pie, one of Florida's delicacies, I check to make sure we have all the ingredients and we do. About an hour later the pie is done, setting it in the fridge I wait for Basil to get home. I stand impatiently in front of the door, waiting. As soon as the knob turns I scream as loud as I can. "HAPPY 40TH BIRTHDAY!" He jumps from fright. "Feggari mou, how'd you know?" He asked, I look down sheepishly, too embarrassed to tell him that Mariah told me.

“You should visit your brother at the bakery next!” Off Oliver went to the bakery. These elves made sugarplum cookies and candy cane squares! But when Oliver tried to stir the cookie dough, he fell into the giant mixing bowl. “Oliver, look out!” one of the elves shouted. “Sorry, Ollie!” his brother said. “You’re too little for the bakery. Maybe your special job is at the bookmaker’s shop.”

_____________________ Daeira POV Elvie wanted cotton candy, so we gave her three. And a bag of candied nuts. And two new ribbons. And a small carved fox she insisted was “my new familiar.” Watching her bounce around the village square like a ball of pure joy made every bruise on my heart worth it.

I said quietly while I poured some milk in my monster themed cereal. "You can taste the monster" I muttered coolly as I read the cereal box. Mom sighed deeply. " Elizabeth dear I'm making a peach pie to welcome our neighbors. I've been so busy with work that I forget to say hi. When it's ready please take it to them on my behalf." I dropped my spoon in shock and gaped at my mom. Oh no this is the least thing I wanted to do right now I've been avoiding them all week it's like mom is doing this on purpose.

Today the stars shined on him, as even the pie he craved so much for was already in the oven waiting to be displayed. Mr. Rosie: "Hello there, boy", "My Lucky first customer!" The three wives: How may … we serve ..... You, today? "Hello sir, mams'," Bran replied excitedly, "I would like a blueberry pie, a large one please." Wife 1: did he just say A blueberry pie? Wife 2: A blueberry pie? Wife 3: Yes, he did say, a blueberry pie! The three wives: Then why don't we get him a blueberry pie.

Di Yanjing said to the ten young elves. There were males and females among these ten people, all of whom have just turned and they were all eighteen old. "Kneel and thank the Elf Divine Tree," Di Yanjing said. The young elves knelt, and their faces were full of joy. Ever-young fruit not only could keep them look young forever, but it was also a symbol of being recognized by the Elf Divine Tree. Rustle!

“Looks like it.” Harlow spins, eyes lighting up. “Did you see, Daddy Rook?” she grabs my hand and drags me closer, pointing at the snowman pancakes, the Santa face, the Christmas tree made of kiwi. “The elf made breakfast! And it’s so pretty!” I crouch beside her, pretending to examine everything carefully. “Hmm, you think we should eat it? Or should we leave it for the elf in case he comes back?” She gasps, horrified. “No! He made it for us! We have to eat it!” She scrambles into her seat, already reaching for the snowman pancakes.

She added. I shrugged. She walked past me at the sound of the oven alarm, and wore her kitchen mittens to retrieve the blueberry pie she had made for dessert. She placed it on the kitchen counter with a wide smile on her face. It was as though she too did not believe she had so much talent.

Now, she was getting to my nerves. "I'm going. And you can't stop me!" I warned her as I raised my index in front of us. She also raised her hands showing approval while shaking her head. "Careful on the way. Oh! Kindly ask King Matthew if he wants more of my blueberry pie then I will bake more for him!" "WHAT?!" . "Blueberry pie? Blueberry pie?!" I was yelling, my voice echoed in the whole living room. I could feel the slash in my throat, the smoke coming out in my ears and the flames bursting out from my nostrils. I thanked the moon goddess for taking my gift back if not I would have burned this whole place down.