Cream X Vanilla Novels & Stories

Jasmine squeals, always eager to have whatever her brother's having, I guess that's a twin behavior. Anne chuckles at their enthusiasm as she steps in beside us. We bellied up to the counter, ready to order. Javier goes for a Vanilla cone with blue sprinkles and chopped nuts while Jasmine opts for a Vanilla cup as well but with pink sprinkles and whipped cream. I grab a strawberry cup with fresh strawberries and whipped cream while Anne goes for a chocolate flavor with marshmallows chocolate chips. With these in hand, we find a cozy spot and settle down. I giggle alongside with Anne as we watch Javier and Jasmine's reaction, their happy faces as they take a spoonful into their mouth.

“Your order, m'am.” “Va- Vanilla. Just vanilla.” Samael snorted, whispering under his breath: “What, no kink?” “With Oreos. And sprinkles.” “Refined tastes, girl. Now why don't they have rum floats here?” he said ruefully. “They do it with root beer. Is this institution so unflexible they can't use rum instead?” I tuned him out, watching the cute black-haired boy behind the counter. He gingerly scooped the ice cream out, cleaving it onto the metal board and mixing the toppings in. He caught my eye and smiled. I tilted my head, grinning back.

‘Will talk to you again, bye. Irina: ‘Bye, Jamia.’ I grabbed the tall half full cup of iced coffee and positioned the white thin paper straw into my mouth. I sipped from the cup and tasted the sweet white whip cream on top of the coffee and then came the light taste of coffee with a combination of vanilla sweetness into my mouth. I put down the cup, and continued to fastly hit the letters from the laptop keyboard with my stick thin fingers. I added about three to five sentences in a paragraph.

Her tone was authoritative, totally different from her usual courteousness. “I have,” I replied. All I wanted was to get out of the kitchen. “We will be making it,” she told me gently. “The ingredients are laid out on the table already. Plain flour, eggs, whole milk, melted butter, sugar, salt, and vanilla extract.” I nodded. “By the way, vanilla extract is optional. Which do you prefer? With vanilla or without vanilla?” she asked curiously. I was confused, “I don’t really know the difference in taste.”

I'm at a nearby gas station, sitting on the hood of my car, drinking. As I'm halfway through the first beer I'd bought, Sophie, the HotShot cheerleader I remembered ripping Jaylee's clothes at Amber's party, comes up to me. She is holding a little girl's hand, and they both have a cone of ice cream. Sophia is still in her cheerleading gear. She is licking a strawberry-flavored ice cream, and the little girl is blueberry, I guess.

“It’s so tasty.” “That’s not a good idea.” I eyed the sprinkles that topped off the half-melted vanilla sundae – less of the chocolate, more of the cannabis variety.

You might also enjoy our recipe for vegan pancakes. Vanilla Extract: Vanilla adds sweetness and depth of flavor. You could try other extracts, too. Almond extract would be pretty delicious." Ashina called out the recipes and steps to Rudina who is writing it down, we were both mixing the recipes together. Till we finally put it into the baking machine for the final process.

I went back to the counter to start making the cream cheese frosting. "Now put this 8 ounces of softened cream cheese into the bowl, along with the one-fourth cup of softened butter." I do everything she says. Measuring everything perfectly. "And then also add the 2 tablespoons of sour cream and 2 tablespoons of Vanilla extract." Again, I obeyed Skye's instructions. "Then slowly beat it using the mixer on low speed." I started beating the cream cheese mixture, then Skye spoke again. "Then gradually beat in the 16-ounce confectioner sugar."

She asked, pulling out a hundred bucks from her purse. "Banana cream and a little chocolate at the top...it shouldn't be too creamy though." "You're not buying a tea, what sort of combination is that?" She huffed and he shrugged. "That's how I take my cream." Ashley sighed, getting down the car and walking to the shop. It was a guy and he looked young...maybe nineteen or twenty. Smiling at him, she passed the note and ordered. "A medium-sized cup of Vanilla and Coffee mixed and a Banana Cream with a little chocolate on top, it Should not be too creamy." She said and the guy frowned.

Caramel's blush is furious, Chocolate's smirk is infuriating, Cream's gaze is calculating, Strawberry's frown just pisses me off- And Doctor- Her face is just perfect "You are welcome anytime you want Vanilla" Ah, shit. What have I gotten myself into?