Clay Bacon Novels & Stories

"No school forever! So my tummy woke up early. And it is making a giant roaring sound like a T-Rex. Nadia is in the kitchen but she said there is no more bacon in the cold box. I want bacon. Can we make more?" "I will make more bacon in a few minutes, Tom," Caleb promised, pushing himself up from the floor. "The super crunchy kind?" Tom asked, his eyes tracking Caleb’s movement up to his full height. "The kind that goes crunch in your mouth?" "Yes, the super crunchy kind," Caleb agreed. "Okay, good!" Tom said. He turned around and ran right back down the hall toward the kitchen, his bare feet slapping against the floor. He was completely unaware that his life was about to change again.

Clayton laughed. ‘Do they speak to each other?’ Sonya lifted her eyebrows and rubbed them as she felt curious. “You said that we only eat greenies and veggies, Auntie!” Sonya asked Auntie Caroline as she saw Auntie Caroline was frying half-cooked hams, beef without any ingredients, and vegetables for Clayton. Sonya dragged her seat and continued to finish her breakfast. ‘Yikes. Why does Auntie Caroline cook the meat half-cooked, they are so reddish.’ Sonya closed her mouth with her hand as her eyes captured that the meat looked so raw in her eyes.

“At least someone around here has manners.” Stabbing a broccoli with her fork, she pointed towards Grayson greasy meal. “What the fuck is that?” “This is quadrupled stacked bacon, fried egg, melted cheese, and sausage sandwich with toasted bread.” He gently patted the top of his sandwich with a grin. “A work of art. A gift from the gods.” “You should add some spinach on that.”

I must've been very loud because Clint appeared at the doorway, looking concerned. "Good morning, gorgeous. How is your arm feeling?" Clint asked, his eyes scanning my bandaged arm. "It is still sore, but I will live. Thanks for asking," I replied, smiling gratefully. Clint grinned and gestured towards the kitchen. "Come on, breakfast is ready. I made your favorite bacon and eggs." I followed him to the kitchen and marveled at the sight of the table filled with mouth-watering breakfast dishes. Besides the bacon and eggs, there were fluffy pancakes, crispy waffles, and a platter of fresh fruit. My stomach grumbled in anticipation.

And she’s never insecure about anything, so I feel validated this time, "What is this? I'm starving.” "I made you this bacon madness," he says and places a BLT with mostly bacon and a lot of avocado in front of me. With a huge side of chips, "It had a lot more bacon but Bobbie kept stealing it and I was working with limited resources because your mom only had two little packages. We need to make her a list."

Layla and Arnold are staying in the RV, so Layla gets a head start on dinner, building a fire and setting about grilling burgers for everyone. After burgers, Layla surprises us with supplies to make s’mores - and she’s brought an extra ingredient in the form of maple crisped bacon. She shows us how to add it to our desserts, sandwiching the salty meat between the gooey marshmallows and chocolate. She calls it “wolf style,” and it’s one of the best things I’ve ever eaten. Even Stella gets to enjoy it, holding a piece of bacon in one fist and a squashed marshmallow in the other, chewing on both of them and getting herself magnificently messy.

Pepper seemed satisfied with my response and trotted off to investigate something more interesting. “What would you like to eat?” Claire gestured to the spread. “We’ve got all kinds of things, pasta salad, crostini, these little bacon-wrapped dates. Oh, and Meg made her famous cheesecake bites.” My stomach growled in response. “Those dates look good.” I loaded a small plate with an assortment of different things and even took a bite of one of the bacon-wrapped dates. “Damn, that's good.” Claire beamed. “Right? Dangerous, though. I've eaten about fifteen already.”

Knox offered. "It's turkey bacon though." I grabbed the carton of eggs and the bacon. "Never had it." "It's really good. Better than regular bacon in my opinion." While I grabbed everything I needed to make eggs, Knox came up behind me. A quick glance over my should I raised an eyebrow at him. "If you are going to make the bacon your going to need to put a shirt on." You are distracting without one. "Am I distracting you?" He took the words right out of my head.

Ignoring him or else I was scared I would do something that would make mom cry again I asked, “What are you doing here?” Knowing that my question was directed at her, Asa pointed at the tiffin that was packed and placed on Clay’s desk as she said, “Luna asked me to prepare porridge for Clay since he insisted on having me make some. He just got out of the hospital so it’s hard for him to adjust to the normal food outside. Seems like only mine is edible enough for him.” That was a load of fucking bullshit that Clay must have fed Mom and Asa. I was sure that mom gave in because she had always been partial regarding Clay but how come Asa fell for his stupid lies that didn’t even make sense?

She smiled, "...And have you seen any artists for the opening of your gallery?" "Yeah, some came this morning and it was crazy like they have a whole lot of talents... I was just speechless," "That is good to hear," "Yeah right," They brought out the ingredients for the recipes and started baking. The first finger food they would be making was cheesy bacon puffs and Alva felt it would be good, like most of the finger foods were bacon filled but she felt like this one would be extra good. "So what are the other finger foods you have out picked?"