Buggy Fruit Novels & Stories

He looks invested. "Not sure. A year perhaps." She follows his stare. "What are you looking at?" "What kind of fruit is this?" Pinching two fingers around the tiny fruit, Jin picks it up like it's some kind of contaminated object and brings it up to his eye level. His gorgeous face twists in concentration as he tries to figure out the identity of the weird fruit. It looks like a cherry if you take away the protruding strings. Yet it's also too big. The size of a kiwi. So it still can't pass as a cherry. Maybe a new crossbreed?

Blood rapidly comes rushing into my mouth . Jace grunts as I clench my legs intensely pushing myself against him . The feeling was too sudden . The taste of the blood was not only metallic just like the blood bag, it also had a hint of chocolate to it which was quite strange . How can something be bitter and sweet at the same time ? It was a mixture : no , a whirl of flavours . I was getting greedy .

I’ll have the bastard jailed if I can. I peel bananas and cut them up for the fruit platter, then chop some watermelon. “I have some grapes too. Do you two like grapes?” I ask Bobby, trying to engage him. He shrugs and doesn’t look at me, his eyes fixed on the ground. “Have you had grapes before?” I probe gently. He shakes his head, his face impassive. “Have you had fresh fruit before?” I continue, my voice softening even more. He shrugs again, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

"Jesus Christ! What was in that fruit? I'm feeling funny like my limbs are longer and melting." "Say what?!" "Yeah," Sleepy scratches the back of his head, laughing when his knees buckle forward. "Uh, I'm dizzy too." I facepalm. "I told you the fruit was bad news!" The fairy staggers forward until falling on all fours. Wings spread out, iridescent and bright in the sunlight, but then Sleepy seems to pulsate. Within seconds, he is shrinking before my eyes, reverting to his proper form while I'm left blinking.

They had taken the fruit from the green bush behind them. "Those are mandarin berries. Juicy but a bit sour-sweet." I plucked a little bit of pink blue striped berries from a green tree. "These are nymph berries. Little nymphs help pollinate the flowers that make these. Unbelievably savory and sweet." I munched on a few whilst everyone else ate their fruits. "Please tell me you brought these fruits to Hell," Erys greedily ate his dragon kiwi.

Marie bustled in the kitchen, getting plates and forks for everyone, and began serving. "What kind is it?" Mitch asked. "Let's see who can guess first, okay? It'll be fun." Marie placed three plates with forks on the table. "I taste strawberry," Mitch said, "but there's something tart in there." "I got it," Ronnie said. "Rhubarb." "You're both right. Do you like it?" Marie wiped her hands on her apron. "It's tart but sweet, and two very unique fruits most people wouldn't think of putting together." Ronnie said, "It's delicious."

Bethany screeched into Cassie’s ear. Cassie looked her dead in the eye. “These are grapes.” She had been plucking seedless grapes off their vines when Bethany had spotted one that was abnormally large. “Except you want me to cut that one so that it’s about the same size as the others, there’s nothing I can do about its size.” All of Bethany’s comments about the fruits had been ridiculous so far. The apples hadn’t been round enough. The kiwis were too round. The banana was too curved. There really was no pleasing her.

The fruity aroma instantly aroused her taste buds. "You're taking so long!" Rose grumbled softly. Taking over the bowl from the man in front of her. Rose's forehead furrowed when a different-looking piece of fruit caught her eye. "How come there's an apple?" She looked up at Theo's puzzled face. "You wanted mango apple, right?" "Yes. But I mean apple mangoes, mangoes that look like apples. Not mangoes and apples. Don't tell me you don't know, Theo!" The irritated tone made Theo scratch his temples uncomprehendingly. "I've never heard of such a fruit. You're also talking incoherently. You should have told me the mango you wanted, not a regular mango."

However, its value stems from its ability to quickly heal any fighter. “What? You’re just going to hand him one? Come on Bruno, the five of us are enough! Why bother with this brat?” one of them asked, reluctantly. “One more person wouldn’t hurt. After all, what’s one fruit less?” Bruno said as he beamed. “Alright, you got yourself a deal!” Zephyr said as he saw no reason to deny a fire fruit. “Great! You made the right choice!” Bruno nodded, though his smile carried a hint of deceit.

If only there was a way to get back to Father Clarence for a free healing prayer to recover his in-game stamina. “Here,” Akiko offered them a strange fruit. “Eat this. It helps to recover stamina. We got this from a monster drop on the higher floors.” Zen accepted the swirly-patterned fruit and ate it without hesitation, only to gag when the taste hit his sense. That pungent taste revived him completely, and despite the olfactory malfunction from the pungent fruit that left a spicy aftertaste, Zen was completely recovered and ready to take on a new batch of green slimes already flying his way.