Buggy Fruit Novels & Stories

Adam is quick to reach my side, “Wha - Did you eat something? Did you eat something from the trees in the area you were?!” His voice is oddly sharp for some reason as he winds his arm around my waist to support me. My vision is turning dark, and my words are beginning to slur. “F-Fruit - Da one - Shweet-” “Oh, crap!” He says, his voice alarmed. “That’s not edible! None of the fruit here is- Come-” I don't know what she plans to say after that because everything turns to dark around me in my last thought is that at least I get to die on my terms.

He hoped that the cool water from the bottle could make Fewa wake up soon. On the way back to where Queenie and Fewa were, Deril saw some fruit. The land on which they landed was very fertile. Beautiful flowers, thick grass, shady trees, and delicious-looking fruits were tempting. Deril took the fruit as he could to fill their supply bags. The fruits were unusual fruits Deril encountered in their natural world. There were quadrangular fruits of yellow and delicious colour. Then another fruit of irregular shape. But all the fruit colours were bright and made Deril increasingly hungry. It would be great to eat with Queenie and Fewa. After all their supply bags were packed, Deril returned to Qu

A few of the men climbed the waterfall, leaping off into the lake below. “Hmph! Show-offs!” one of the girls laughed at the two men who jumped from the top. Alice noticed a path leading up to the falls. Intrigued, she started walking toward it but soon found herself distracted by a row of fruit trees. The fruits looked delicious. I wonder what those are. They look tasty, Alice thought, moving closer to the tree. It was a rambutan tree, with fruit similar to lychees—hairy on the outside and red when ripe. Alice stared at the tempting fruits but couldn’t figure out how to reach them.

Alright, here’s 600 words of completely random, chaotic-yet-readable stuff: --- Have you ever thought about how bizarre it is that bananas are technically berries, but strawberries aren’t? Whoever came up with fruit classification was either a genius or someone with too much time on their hands. Imagine sitting in a botanical conference: “Yes, folks, tomatoes are fruits, cucumbers are fruits, but that thing called a strawberry? Nope, not a berry. Carry on.” It feels like nature is playing an inside joke and we’re just pretending to get it.

He would instruct them to plant it near the river, that way the tree could always have water and it would bear tasty fruit. When all the apples have been consumed, Fyn's eyes fell on the other fruits inside the rucksack. There were mangoes and strawberries. The other fruits, he couldn't possibly name. There was a large green fruit with bumpy rinds. It was bigger than Fyn's head. There was also a bright magenta fruit with green elongated peels. There was even what looked like a small yellow melon with deep white stripes.

he laughed again " I can see 'dat Saliva comin' out of 'dat hot lips of yours, Go and have anythin' you like " I Hurriedly move away from my place and went near the table when I was about to take the meat out of the corner of my eye, I see a lone piece of green fruit sitting on a white plate at the end of the table. I can tell that there were once more than one of those strange fruits on the platter, but all were taken. I'm not big on eating the meat with the extra flies on it, so I make my way down to the table. As a reach out to grab it, another hand beats me to it. I look up to see a tall,

And that was saying a lot because Juicy liked to eat. "What is in this...? Banana?" But she didn't have any bananas. Troy was nodding. "You had a box of instant banana pudding in your pantry. That's the secret ingredient—not so secret anymore, I guess." "Pudding?" She savored another bite of pancake. "I would have never thought..." There wasn't one raw spot on the bacon, nor was it burnt; it was just right. Juicy peeked at him. "Can I ask you a question?"

Abigail, the butler had appeared as well, trying to manage the situation. “I think the strawberries…” Harper tried. “The strawberries are poisoned!” I exclaimed, a finger in my mouth. “What are you saying?” Someone shouted at me. I didn't know who. Anyway, Harper's symptoms didn't worsen. She had a strawberry allergy but it was minor. It simply made her skin itch and redden. The inhouse nurse arrived and we were soon told she was going to be fine. “Such a pitiful soul,” Abigail muttered. “It must have been so painful.”

” Shrugging his shoulders, Rex popped the small fruit into his mouth, gingerly bringing his teeth together. “Grub did not want to try weird smelling berry. But now you have tried wonky leg, is it safe for Grub to eat? Grub has not smelt or eaten much since you fell asleep and big buggy started yelling,” Grub said, leaning in, staring at Rex intensely. “Quite nice,” Rex said, tasting the burst of juice that came from the fruit, noticing the flesh of the ‘berry’ was quite rubbery in texture. Once getting Rex’s approval, Grub leaned in and started swallowing fistfuls of the fruit, chewing loudly while groaning in ecstasy. “Grub feels so much better on full stomach. Now wonky leg tells us why he

He looked up and there he saw a girl standing on one of the branches, she look disheveled with ragged clothes. "Are you throwing fruits at me???" Nike said as he picked up the fruit and dusted it, "Thanks..." He winked as he casually took a bite on the fruit. The fruit looks like a bubble and had a jelly like texture, when he bite on it, a combination of sweetness with a hint of sourness much like how an indian mango that is not fully ripe tasted burst in his mouth. "HMMMM... how did you know that I loved the BUBBLE FRUIT??" He asked smiling.