Duck Cake Bluey Episode Novels & Stories

Blake fed them and had run out of bread and had to use the one that was supposed to be for tomorrow’s breakfast. “There you go, duckies.” Blake said, throwing them some bread crumbs, “Don’t fight over it, there’s more.” The ducks made a quacking sound. Poor kid, Cassie said to herself, he really misses his uncle. And he hasn’t been away for a full day. She set an elbow on her knee and rested her chin on her hand. “I’m done here.” Blake said, looking bored. He threw half bread on the water and the ducks went feral over that small piece. “Can I have an Ice Cream?” He asked, again, brushing off the crumbs from his palms. Turning towards Cassie.

He blurted out. "So Shaun, how's that new property you acquired?" I heard one of his cousins ask him. "Good Richard. You know— Melio here helped me acquire it. You should experience her first-hand in a business mood— very precise." He said that with his hands still scavenging my pussy. Fuck I want to scream! "So this is an office romance kinda thing. Everything Blue". I was about correcting Catherine when his finger penetrated my pussy. "Urr.rr! I moaned out.

Euphenia was reeling under the encounter last night. Her head felt occupied by the handsome prince of Cresia pushing away the determination and focus she came here. But she shook off the distraction and concentrated on the real purpose of her visit. She dressed and headed out to meet the princess of Vladmore. The woman she was keen to meet for a long time. It intrigued her to finally see Rhain's obsession with her. Suddenly something struck her. Rhain showed her a picture of the princess once; exquisite looking with extraordinary blue eyes. But yesterday when she saw her she didn't have blue eyes and looked pretty normal for a vampire. With all these thoughts in her mind, Euphenia didn't not

“You still can, especially if you’re going with Duke. There’s always a detail with him.” I bit my lip. “Duke has dreams too. She tells him basically the same thing.” He sighed. “Duke is going to drive Blue up a wall at this rate.” He eyed me. “Did you help him finish all that food?” I looked away. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He laughed. “Fair enough. Blue’s already suspicious of him.” “I’m glad that… people are caring about him.” David finished his ice cream. “I’m glad I can care for him.”

Katleya snapped and took a bite of the cupcake. Blue gently held her chin when he saw a smudge. As he touched her face, Katleya stared at him seriously. When their eyes met, she looked down. She had missed that feeling. “Eat slowly. You’ll choke,” Blue said, concerned. “Sorry. It’s just so good,” she said. “But I’m better,” Blue teased. “Ew. Like, ew!” Katleya gagged in mock disgust. “Stop pretending. You’re acting like you’re craving cupcakes, but really, you just wanted me to come home. You missed me.”

Leny hugged her even tighter and walked towards the direction of lounge. Jessie looked at Sally who was in the back counter for help. Sally smiled and did a reassuring gesture to her. "Come, come, come. This is the blueberry dragon cake. Try the taste." Leny brought a plate of blueberry dragon cake and sat beside her. She picked up a piece and was going to feed it to Jessie. Jessie was flattered and nervously smiled, "I will do it myself. Thank you Big Sis Leny."

Well, about my feelings for her, that I'm not sure. "I'm not s—"- My phone is ringing, I took it out and it is an unregistered number but I still answered it. ***** Jake's POV I can hear Charlie's weird laugh again. "Don't be so noisy, Blue. Drake might hear us."-Drake is busy with the phone call, and these two are at the back of the door. I don't know what they're trying to do. They stood up and sat again on their seat. Blue prepared his camera, what is that for? I looked at the door because the camera is pointing there. I can't see anything wrong with the door. Weird.

Damian's pov As I stepped into the kitchen, the sight that greeted me was a blend of chaos and charm. Nora, my eight-year-old daughter, was standing on her tiptoes, trying to reach into a cabinet while Blue, the woman who had inexplicably turned my night into utter bliss, was packing a lunchbox. It was amusing to see Nora’s disdain for the task juxtaposed with her enthusiasm for watching Blue Bloods. She claimed it was as satisfying as ASMR, whatever that meant. I leaned against the wall, arms crossed, taking in the scene. Their interaction was a curious mix of playful bickering and warmth, and I found myself unable to look away from fromBlue.

Apparently, she had saved every detail of her day specifically for dinner. “Mummy, did you know the ducks chased Aunt Naomi?” I nearly choked on my drink. “What?” Blue burst into laughter. “They really did.” “They chased her?” “Yes.” She laughed so hard she could barely continue. “Aunt Naomi started running.” I couldn’t help smiling. “Are you exaggerating?” “No.” Blue shook her head immediately. “They were scary.” That only made me laugh harder. For the next several minutes, she told story after story. I listened quietly, watching her excitement. Sometimes I forgot how quickly children grew; moments like these reminded me.

Freya's voice echoed from the living room. "I'm hungry, Mom. Can we eat the cake?" Mom rubbed her eyes as she stood up, murmuring, "Okay…" Mom and Dad headed to the living room. Mom opened the cake box. The blueberries were placed in a circle on the cream. Mom cut the cake into four slices. She gave one slice to Dad and another slice to Freya. She then stared at the slice with the most blueberries and whispered, "This slice is for Ash." I watched them as they took their seats around the dining table.