Burnt Spaghetti Novels & Stories

I'd be a terrible person if I eat all these alone. "Yes, you can eat with me" Without wasting time she's sitting beside me digging into my food. "Oh my this is amazing" She moans after taking a bite. I take a bite and my tastebuds explodes with the spices. I couldn't help but moan really loud causing the people close by to stare at us weirdly. Good food, people! The chef really outdid his self. There's Prosciutto, mozzarella, olives, and roasted peppers in one segment. Spaghetti alla carbonara which is spaghetti with bacon, eggs, and cheese in another. Bistecca alla Fiorentina (a grilled T-bone steak). I'm literally drooling at this.

Ugh… isn’t it too much? Oh… minced garlic… tomato paste… is this quantity fine? Huh? Am I supposed to have the spaghetti in boiling water before I start? Hold on where is the chicken? Did I not bring it out? Am I supposed to wash the chicken? Oh … ah… the garlic and tomatoes past is burning. Uhm… uhm… what should I do? “What in the name of world war 3 is going on here?” I heard that voice. I know that voice so well that I wish the ground would open up and swallow me whole.

It was filled with polished people, soft music, and the aroma of expensive champagne wafting in the air. Lisa greeted us at the entrance, her face lighting up like she had won a million dollar lottery as she saw me. She was in a stunning silk silver dress that hugged her figure, with expensive white pearls around her neck, but it wasn't until she leaned in to hug me that I noticed something; it was barely visible, but I noticed a small tattoo. The curved legs of a spider. "Zahra, my darling! You came!" Lisa squealed, her voice laced with sweetness. She turned her gaze to Dashiell, giving him a quick glance before looking at me. "And of course, you brought the charming Godfather with you. I'm

"You don't know what spaghetti is? Come on, try it." Julia twisted a fork and tasted it. "Wow!'' It was her first time tasting such distinctively sweet sauce, which is usually made from tomato sauce sweetened with brown sugar or banana ketchup. It is typically topped with sliced hot dogs and ground meat; the taste is complemented with grated cheese. She thought that this era has a lot of delicious delicacies, it’s like a fireworks burst inside her mouth. "By the way, what are you going to do with our one-month semester break?" Jekaih asked.

He says and leaves with a triumphant smile playing on his face. I shake my head smiling, as I feel my pussy throbbing for him, and then I remember the spaghetti I had put on boil. I rush to the gas cooker, and turn it off, as I quickly sieve it. “Nick!!!” I yell in frustration, after realizing the spaghetti is now extremely soggy.

She had been part of the project that had unleashed this hell on the world. "This can't be real." I whispered, my voice shaking. "She wouldn’t have—" “Maya,” Daniel interrupted, his voice tight. “There’s more.” I looked up, and he handed me another file. This one was thicker, the pages dog-eared and stained with something I didn’t want to think about. I opened it, and the first thing I saw was a map—our region, marked with red X's. Target zones. “I think this is where The Burning started.” Daniel said, pointing to the map. “These are the areas that were hit the hardest.”

He burned the pasta. Not a little – catastrophically. The kind of burned where the water evaporated entirely and the spaghetti fused to the bottom of the pot like modern art and the smoke alarm went off and we both stood in his kitchen waving dish towels at the ceiling while the alarm shrieked and neither of us could stop laughing long enough to open a window. “You said you could cook,” I said. Coughing. Waving my towel with the coordination of someone who was crying from laughter and smoke simultaneously.

James pulled back and asked and just like flash, Joyce jumped and rushed to the pot to turn off the electric cooker. "Fuck you, James. You got me carried away. Gosh! Half of it is burnt. I hate you, James. How could you distract me like that? It was not fair. You are so cruel. How could you? Damn! This is the last spaghetti you have at home and it's still damn pouring heavily outside to get another one. James, you–,"she was ranting on with speed as if she had a hot plantain inside her mouth.

she said still with a smile on her face which somehow made my face to flush pink. She opened her mouth to say something but was interrupt by Chu’s loud cry. “Go check your pot” she said before disappearing from my sight and leaving a grape scent behind. “Damn Siren” I murmured while I rushed inside. By the time I got inside the kitchen the smell of the burning spinaches was all over the room. I quickly moved the pot from the burning plate and turned the stove off. I opened the pot and released that the spinach on the top wasn’t harm. I took the big bowl which was on the table and poured the unburnt spinach inside it then took the pot with the burnt spinach and headed out.

Her once shiny blond locks were now covered with green sticky substance making her look like a slimy monster. "I know you did this freak," Sophie sneered her name like it was a cuss word. She never did like Pandora because I prefer to be with my best friend over her skanky ass. "I must say Sophie, green suits you," Pandora mockingly complimented her. "I will destroy you Pandora. I'll tear your life into pieces," Sophie said with so much rage as her face turned ten shades of red, making her even more ridiculous than ever.