Chop Chop Fruit Novels & Stories

He smiles sheepishly, blushing in the TV lit room at my raised eyebrows. "I thought you said you didn't want any snacks?" I say, laughing when his skin turns a deeper shade of red. "Don't judge me, Daria!" He tries to sound serious, but his pearly whites glimmer between his lips. "I get hungry if I stay up at night, and this sweet chili dip is freaking delicious." "No shit?" I lean forward, eager to have a sample. "Can I try?" "Of course, but you have to follow this rule of there being more dip than chips in your hand. It is the Killian method."

Xiao Chen cleared his throat and said with a serious expression, "Brother Koo-chee, how many fruits do you have? Give them all to me." "Koo-chee, Koo-chee, Koo-chee." The Koo-chee beast looked happy and handed Xiao Chen four Seven-apertured Octarine Core Fruits. Xiao Chen did not frown even a little bit when he put the four fruits into his mouth one by one. He chewed and swallowed them. A moment later, Gui Xian walked in and said with a smile, "It seems the girl always has a measure." "Burp..."

I was making something for dinner that required vegetables and I was already at the counter when I heard him come in and without thinking I turned and held out the knife and said chop those please and gestured at the pile of vegetables beside me. He took the knife. Then he looked at the vegetables. Then he looked at the knife. Then he looked at me with the expression of a man who had made a tactical error in agreeing to something before fully understanding what was being asked of him. "You don't know how to chop vegetables," I said. "I know how to chop vegetables," he said. He chopped the vegetables. Badly. Not dangerously badly. Just inefficiently badly, the uneven irregular chopping of som

When everything was ready, Chu Xun began to pick the Flame Fruit. He waved his hands and made a magic signet quickly. "Crack!" Chu Xun stopped making a magic signet and almost died of anger. Jiu You couldn't suppress its desire to the Flame Fruit. While Chu Xun was making a magic signet, Jiu You rushed out and directly bit off one Flame Fruit. Then it raised its head and swallowed it. The Flame Fruit was as big as an egg, while Jiu You was as thick as a thumb. After swallowing it, a big pimple bulged on its body and it looked funny.

I munched the strawberries happily but I could see a look of reluctance fixed on Harper's face. “You don't like strawberries?” I asked shortly. I was being like Harper too, meddling it business that shouldn't be my concern. “No, that's not it… I'm a big fan of strawberries!” Harper replied. She picked one delicately and threw it inside her mouth. She was obviously not munching. “You don't have to eat it if you don't like it, baby,” Olivia seemed to have noticed too. “Someone once told me strawberries weren't as sweet as they looked. He didn't like it because of that.”

Cherry grimaced making fake gagging sounds. "Why?" "Because they have black eyes with long green legs!." Cherry exclaims as if the fruit was a villain. "Black eyes? Long green legs? Are talking about the seed?" "Exactly." "Aargh! Cherry, those things are not legs." Maria buries her face into her palms and rests them on the small counter, Maria felt like knocking herself out with the edge of the kitchen counter if it will recuse her from this madness. Trying to reason with pregnant Cherry is putting her mental state at test.

Enzo murmured, coming up behind me, too close, his breath brushing my cheek. “I know how to cut an onion,” I said flatly, refusing to look at him even though my skin betrayed me with goosebumps. “Just don’t want you slicing those pretty fingers. I’d be very... upset.” “You’re not subtle,” I hissed, cheeks warming as I elbowed him, but it only made him smirk wider. From the couch, Lily called, “You two okay in there, or do we need to install a babysitter?” I almost dropped the knife.

TWENTY-SEVEN YEARS AGO Candice stood by the counter table chopping up onions and tomatoes in preparation for dinner. The aroma stung but her eyes did not water. She cut with precision. Each swift snip of the knife in her hand implied that she was mad at something. Anger tightened her stomach once the entire bulb had been chopped. Candice proceeded to pour the minced pieces into the boiling broth. As she poured the vegetables into the hot broth, a knock resonated from where she stood. A smile made its way to her straight face like she had been expecting someone. A lover perhaps.

"What else is there to say?" Chloe’s voice was serene, but her hand reached for a head of lettuce. She began to chop, her blade hitting the board with a rhythmic, violent precision. She sliced and diced until the vegetable was reduced to unidentifiable shreds, only then realizing she hadn't even washed it. She brushed the remains into the bin with a sigh. Just as she set the knife down, her phone buzzed again. A stranger’s number. She frowned, pressing the icon. "Hello?"

Her jaw dropped in astonishment at that sight. "Even if we skip our meals, we can't finish all these fruits. It's too much!" said Chelsey. Lucas assertively stated, "If you can't finish eating them, just make jam. The jams you make are delicious."