Candy Island Flapjack Novels & Stories

His thumb pressed firmly against my lips, and he rubbed them forcefully. "From today on, this is all you get for all three meals." As he spoke, he pulled out a lollipop from the storage compartment. It was strawberry-flavored. It was pink, and it looked sweet. However, the top of the lollipop was shaped like a collar. I stared at it. My brain completely shut down. It was strawberry-flavored and pink, but the top molded into a collar shape and was even attached to a short candy chain. Was that thing even meant for humans to eat?

Caramel apples, popcorn, and freshly grilled meat filled my nostrils. Lily was practically bouncing with excitement, her small fingers clutching onto Damien’s hand as she tugged him forward. She was our navigator, leading us to any booth that caught her eye. We spent the next hour indulging in festival treats. I got a stick of cotton candy and decided to try out meat skewers, while Lily munched on one sweet thing to the other. I was surprised she wasn’t full. “Mommy, can we get those chocolate figurines?” “You going to get a stomach ache if you keep eating all these sweets.”

"Of course, that rollercoascer!" "Rollercoaster. Please keep holding on my hand. I don't want us to get separated." Kaleela nodded and follow him obediently. Everybody looks like they are having fun. Several food store selling so many interesting meals. Cotton candy, roasted sweet potato, baked calamari and anything else. "Seems like Baron Ambrose didn't need to think about money anymore." Kaleela said when they're already queueing in front of the rollercoaster entrance. Grant shrugged, "I'm not certain. Cecilia still has so many unfinished thing for this Island. So, Baron choose to save the income for it, and he worked really hard."

Today is the day of the Candy Wonderland party to raise funding for the women’s shelter and the children’s hospital. The ole ladies and locals have really outdone themselves. The clubhouse and club grounds look magical. Giant pink and white cane canes stand on either side of the clubhouse steps. There are big lollipops in various colours and individual candies decorated all around. Some hanging from the branches of trees and in the grass on display. There are huge ice cream cones, donuts, cakes, balloons with confetti that look like sugar strands, giant gummy bears, jelly beans that are little chairs. The place would give the witch from Hansel and Gretel a serious case of envy.

“I suppose it depends on the kind of sweets.” “In that case, you have to try this. My aunt is one of those business owners I told you about. Liliya’s Bakery has about a dozen stores on the island, so I’m sure you’ve heard of it. She’s expanding to the states next year. This honey cake is her best-seller.” He sliced a small cube with his fork and skewered it. Holding it out, he smirked. “She’d be truly devastated if you didn’t try it. All of my friends have.” Playing nice I reached for the fork, but he yanked it away.

—I'll give them the snacks so they can accommodate them and I'll make them the hamburgers and sandwiches. I had a bag of chocolates with me, it was the one that I had brought to Flavia; so I arranged them in the basket. Martha gave us two bags of chips, three bags of churritos, and two bottles of strawberry soda. The bottles were more or less big. He put three plates on the bar for us to pour the trinkets and two glasses. He also gave us four packets of Oreo cookies and two yogurts. "I prepared things for you." He goes to the kitchen.

Candy asked, not bothering to pick up her menu. “I wasn’t picky, mostly veggies.” Annie sat down the menu, looking over at Candy, “What type of food do you like?” Candy leaned closer to Annie, breathing in her scent. “I used to love orange slices, dipped in chocolate. My Jiji would bring them to me and my brother every holiday when she would come to visit.” “What can I get you two ladies this evening?” Their waitress asked, pulling them out of their little bubble. “Oh, um. I’ll have a coke.” Candy said, then looked at Annie.

I made some butterflies out of fondant and used some marshmallows for decoration. "This is incredible, Nola! Just looking at the cake makes me feel like I'm 18 again!" Mamita yelled. She approached me and took both of my hands in hers. "You're incredible, darling! You're a lifesaver! "she exclaimed as she clapped her hands

I should do this more often. As Jakob was cooking, I decided to scan their menu, knowing I'll come here more often and this'll probably be my new favorite café. “Shit,” he suddenly muttered. I set the menu down, looking at Jakob. “Is there a problem?” “We have no eggs. Darn it.” “It's alright, Jakob. I'll just have it with no eggs.” He shook his head. “You'll have what I promised, I'll just grab some eggs by the convenience store. My friend will handle it from here, okay?”

She added dreamily. “Yes, she does and Flynn Rider is certainly handsome, don’t you think?” I agreed, trying not to think of another handsome but definitely dangerous man. I knelt down and helped her navigate the remote control. We built a ridiculous pillow fort on the enormous velvet couch, arranged the blanket just so, and sorted the gummy worms from the chocolate chips. “You have to tell me all about the lantern festival part,” Isla demanded, settling into my lap as the opening credits rolled. “You know it by heart, sweetie,” I chuckled, pulling the warm, fuzzy blanket up around her shoulders.