Cupcakes Fanfic Mlp Mga Nobela at Kwento

She just didn’t want to give him any more comedic material. Once she reached the dessert table, all annoyance melted like butter. She stared at the cupcakes as if they were old lovers welcoming her back. Dreamland, she sighed. One particular cupcake stopped her in her tracks—a golden beauty nestled on a silver platter, its fluffy top crowned with a glistening slice of glazed pineapple and a single glossy cherry, like a tiny tropical crown. A neat little label sat in front of it: Pineapple Malibu. Her eyes lit up. Ooh, tropical vibes. Let’s do this.

At that moment, I felt the necessity to break away from the kiss and scrutinise her closely. "Why did you stop?" she questioned, her words accompanied by heavy breaths. It left me puzzled and heightened the curiosity bubbling within me. "Are you okay, Cupcake? You keep acting strange, as if something is bothering you! Are you okay?" I asked twice, repeating the question to ensure clarity and express my genuine concern. "I... I am fine, Muffin! Just kiss me!" she insisted, placing her hand on my shoulders, preparing for another kiss. However, her grip suddenly tightened, and it felt as though she was attempting to rip my shoulders from their sockets.

It’s no other person than the world’s savior and martyr—the woman who dissolved the decades old association that was meant to destroy the world—Mellow Lupin. There was a time when I was overly obsessed with aunt Mellow. I went through some processes of becoming her. And one of these processes had to do with associating myself with the kind of person she associated with. Due to that, I scrutinized every single person the internet published as her friends; Oasis, Christopher, Yesli Toorsman, uncle Zachili, even Dad. I grew too familiar with the character of Christopher Su Pointe even though he was dead. Sadly, I couldn’t find anyone similar to him, until I met Blank.

"Delicious. Absolutely sinful." "I know. It's the best cake on earth." "I meant you, baby." He smiles while unwrapping the miniature cupcake and leaving the wrapper on the plate beside him on the bed. "This is actually more torture for me than I expected." Before I can protest, the frosting of the cupcake is wiped off against my left nipple. I squeal and my body jerks, getting closer to his. Vincent drops the small vanilla cupcake in my mouth and then bends at his waist licking the frosting from my pebbled nipple.

MILA'S POV "Are you actually trying to murder me?" Spencer, my desk neighbor and work rival stares at the box on his desk as if it contains live rattlesnakes. Which it really doesn't. I look down at my handiwork. Eight beautiful lilac cupcakes sit in two neat rows. The frosting is swirled just right, each one topped with a tiny edible flower I found at the fancy baking supply store in Cambridge.

“They’re perfect. Just like you.” “I’m glad you like them. I burned the first batch.” I grab the tray while Anya makes coffee, and before I set the cupcakes down on the coffee table, I pop another one into my mouth. I look at my mother. “I missed your honey cake with pineapple.” “I’ll make one as soon as I’ve unpacked.” Anya comes into the living room and places the tray down beside the cupcakes. “Help yourselves. I didn’t add sugar and cream.” Mama pats the cushion beside her. “Come sit.”

[Opening Scene] ML is having dinner with his girlfriend, FL barges into the restaurant and slaps ML hard on the face, everybody’s attention turns to them; ML is confused and confronts her, FL accuses him of being a liar, he lied about using a condom on their one-night stand and now she is pregnant; ML denies knowing her, his girlfriend is in shock, he tries to defend his innocence; ML’s girlfriend slaps him too and then takes off, not before breaking up with him; ML is pissed and asks FL to reveal her identity, he’s never seen her before, nor he does one-night stands; FL doesn’t believe him, she tells him that she has proof, she knows about the tattoo on the left side of his abs;

My gaze darkened. The milk carton I had just been holding slipped from my hands and splashed into the egg wash. I quickly fished the carton out. To my surprise, Laurel completely flipped her lid over the minor slip-up. She raised her hand and slapped me hard across the face, with her eyes bulging wide. "Why are you adding so much milk?" As I clutched my burning cheek, my mind went blank for a second before I shot back, "How am I supposed to make a cake without adding milk?"

Maybe you can study something too? Ariel looked even more confused. “I am not staying here. After this month I am gone.” “Okay. But if you do want to stay, you can, you know.” I decided not to push it any further and we finished decorating the rest of the cupcakes. “You want to go with me and take them to April? We have to leave some for Luna Lily do, she has a sweet tooth like no other.” We drove to the farm and handed Cyrus the brownies. We still had some cupcakes left over and I thought Talia might want them.

I muttered to myself, "Come on please little cupcakes-" At my words, she opened her eyes and looked at me, she sniffed, "Cucakes." She said. I smiled and nodded, "Well yeah, your mother is my cupcake and since you look so much like her, you are my little cupcakes, so basically you are like a muffin." She looked confused at my words but at least her tears stopped, "God i like this muffin thing, i am so genius aren't i ?" I pursed my lips and sighed, "Too bad no one is here to hear this joke."