Candy Island Flapjack Novels & Stories

"This fruity one's too sweet, and the chocolate's too heavy. Maybe we should skip the candy for the favors?" Jade scrunched her brow. "We have to include candy. It's a Greenville thing." Helma gave a nonchalant shrug. "Your turn to taste-test then. I've tried like a dozen already." Jade's smile was soft. "I'm scared I'll pack on pounds if I overdo the sugar." At that, Helma, who was just licking some sticky sugar off her finger, shot her a mock-angry look. "And I won't?"

Carter teased. "It is life changing. Well, during the few minutes we'll eat it" "Don't mix some poisonous concussion" "Why not? That's the joy that comes with picking your own flavors" Carter rolled his eyes in amusement and slipped his hands into his Jean pockets. "Okay!" Paisley chirped and looked up at the employee behind the glassed counter. "Cotton candy, vanilla, banana cream and rum flavor please" "You'll be the death of us" Carter breathed with his jaw dropped and Paisley shot him a wide grin.

Max said solemnly, “I have four flavors.” He knelt in front of the cooler and dramatically produced one juice box at a time like a magician. “Tropical Punch. Grape Explosion. Strawberry Storm. And…this one sounds dangerous. Mystic Mango.” Ella pointed at the last one, grinning. “That one.” Max handed it over with a mock bow. “Your wish is my command, mighty ruler of Shell Castle.” Daphne passed her a cookie and sat back, her hand brushing Landon’s again. This time, she didn’t pull away.

While Finn’s cake is a simple matcha cake with a cherry on top. Gabby and the others prepared so much food. There are spaghetti, pancit malabon, caldereta, chicken adobo, spring rolls, pork sisig and many more. For dessert, there’s my favorite leche flan that they just ordered, marshmallow hotdogs on sticks for Chloe, and two containers of ice creams. Zack’s grandma even ordered barbeques and pork lechon and cooked her own style of curry. There is so much food, especially Filipino cuisines, that I don’t even know if we could finish them all.

I stood off to the side and continued to watch the chaos ensue. Each of them got a cake and rushed off with their prize like a couple of children. I stood there trying not to laugh as I shook my head. Briar walked up to me with his cake and took a bite. His eyes closed and he hummed at what he was eating. I could see the happiness written all over his face because of what he was tasting. “So what is that?” I asked. “A huckleberry swirl. It's a potato flapjack with huckleberry cream frosting. It’s amazing. Do you want a bite?” Briar offered me a taste.

Right now, this is as close as I can get to my perceived freedom. And I am gonna enjoy the hell out of it. "I made you this." We were at the station doors with our mother giving us one last motherly reminder. Yula pulled me in the corner and handed me a hairpin. It was a sculpted flower that's glued to a pin. I smiled. One of Yula's proud handicrafts. "It's a daisy. Thank you, Yula." Yula gave me a big smile and took the pin back from my hand. She raised it on my black hair and carefully tucked my side curls with the hairpin.

The man reads from his notepad, "Alright, the Chocolate Stout Waffle Sundae, the Salted Caramel Ice Cream Sundae With Cinnamon-Sugar Almonds, a Brownie Sundae, and chocolate fudge cake for the charming pair. Ezekiel awkwardly laughs, "We're not a relationship," and then pulls his arm away from me. He looks at me with a tiny smile and says, "I apologize, sir," before leaving. +++ Zoey exclaims, "Look at this store, it's so adorable. I raise an eye to the area she is pointing at. The Seaside Shop is the name of the shop. With faux palm trees and surfboards outside, it has a tropical theme. "Want have a look at it?" Asks Isaac.

he bickered to anyone within hearing distance. Paula wasn't about to let a couple of opportunists ruin their meal; she had worked too hard to prepare it. She collected some oil lamps from a cupboard and placed them all around the room, where everyone then ate by candlelight. "We'll save the cake for a night when you can actually see it," she insisted, patting Jade on the shoulder before clearing the table. The next afternoon, Jade was lying out on the beach when a barge pulled up to the dock. She observed a couple of islander men struggling to wheel large drums of what she assumed was fuel up to the house. After that, Jacob and Miguel stopped their progress on the firepit and focused on putt

"I'm just making a snack. I was going to eat it in the afternoon, but Farel wants to serve it in the evening. What would you like?" "Just the same as you guys," Keenan replied briefly. "Hemm, there are moca, pandan, and original flavors. Which one do you want?" "Everything, Dad. It's really good," said Farel, who was already nibbling on the edges of his cake. "Oh yeah? I guess I'm curious too." And the words just now let Lily know how her husband would respond. She gave each of them one of the flavors. Keenan's face still showed fatigue. However, he insisted on gathering everyone according to his orders this morning. Including Farel who was the only child there.