Chocolate Vanilla Swirl Vine Novels & Stories

"Yep. Swatch is behind you. Remember you need a bit more brown than it says otherwise it comes out a bit pink..." "I know, I know..." "Don't deny an old woman her fun." "You're not old. You're mature... like Stilton," I added, grinning. "Ooh, you cow. No coffee for you." I stuck out my tongue and got to work mixing up a batch of the base tint. The cake was going to be fairly simple as these things went, three white fondant-sheathed tiers with a spiral of red sugar roses on dark sugar-work vines, with edible sugar-infused rice-paper leaves and other little hidden treasures, all sitting on a bed of edible, individually-decorated petals...

I hold up the small, gilded jug and they all follow suit. Then I pour the caramel over the sphere. They do the same. One by one, the chocolate melts, collapses, and reveals: A delicate, warm oat custard infused with vanilla, rippled with condensed milk caramel, and topped with cinnamon oat crumble and a crisp praline shard. On the side, a small quenelle of milk tea gelato and a laced oat tuile catch the light. Gasps go up and I sit. Even Margot and Charles are mesmerized.

“Whatever you say little rascal, always want to have your way.” And just like that it ended. Lingering on my mind no doubt. Confusion and questions stirring up there, but I just masked it all up with a smile. Choosing to analyze it later on. Plus, it wasn’t like I had a choice. The ice cream maker had already started mixing its soothing flavors and sending all of it’s scent filtering into my nose. Distracting me easily. And in no time, our different cones came out loaded and ready to be enjoyed! “A strawberry vanilla swirl, here.” He handed mine.

"My treat. I owe you a coffee at the least." "Sounds good," he replies, with the kind of smile that suggests that ice cream is just an excuse for hanging around a while longer. And as he smiles, his face transforms. He becomes an attractive man. At the bar, I juggle change in my pocket. "What are you having?" "Er, not sure. What have they got?" "They do a bitter chocolate and sour cherry that's to die for." "Oh, that's a bit powerful for me." He sniffs. "I'll have the vanilla." Of course you will... You're a good man, but I think you'll always choose the vanilla...

Finally, I looked up. “Vanilla and chocolate… both mixed in one,” I said softly. “With choco chips.” The waiter nodded and turned toward Dadi. “And for you, ma’am?” “Just water,” Dadi replied calmly. The waiter left, and silence settled between us. A few minutes later, the ice cream arrived. The glass bowl looked beautiful two swirls of vanilla and chocolate together, sprinkled generously with choco chips. I picked up the spoon slowly and took my first bite. Cold sweetness spread across my tongue. For a brief moment everything felt normal. Just a girl sitting in a mall, eating ice cream And nothing else.

Their main course had been finished. Next, the maids served their desserts – strawberry jelly with warm chocolate lava inside. Being too excited in cutting and eating his strawberry jelly, Virando accidentally made the chocolate lava inside the jelly squirt out until it left some stains on his face, on his neck and on his shirt. “Oh, gosh… I don’t expect that they’ll put too much chocolate lava inside this strawberry jelly…” muttered Virando chuckling lightly.

Once in her hands, Maria's big emerald eyes ogled the tasty treat in her hand. The vanilla waffle cone was dipped in chocolate with white, red, and pink sprinkles on top. For her choice of ice cream flavor, Maria picked vanilla and chocolate swirl which was topped off with pink edible pearls, a bark of peppermint chocolate, and a pink icing sugar cookie shaped like a heart. "It's beautiful~!" Maria was in a state of awe, drool shamelessly running down the side of her mouth.

She glanced down at the bottle once more, just with disappointment as she noted she had only finished half. She came to another halt in her tracks as she held her breath, hoping to dilute the godly awful taste as she gulped as much as she could- resisting a splutter that rose in her throat at the taste. She had diluted the earlier and worse tasting beverage with the likeliness of coca-cola, the glass weighing less and less in her hands as she squeezed her eyes shut and-

We used all the napkins at our table with how messy Violet was getting ketchup all over her face. Then if that wasn’t enough before we left, Hibiki got the four of us all milkshakes for the road. Though Violet didn’t get one of her own, she just begged sips for each of ours. I took chocolate, Ivy went with strawberry, and Hibiki picked vanilla. So Violet got to have a taste of all three. She was on a sugar high for the next two hours of the drive before she conked out in the backseat with her mother.

Secretary smiled; he has already anticipated an 'out of the box' answer from her. They went inside. Mr. Secretary showed her, "Miss, here is what you would like." Su Yeon went through the list and got confused, "Woah, they offer so many types of chocolate flavor! What should I choose… Dark choco, chocochip, café-walnut, choco brownie…Umm, ok I will have one Dark choco, what about you?" Mr. Secretary gave the order, "One dark choco and one vanil… chocochip please," and offered his card.