Eggshell Topper Novels & Stories

“H-huh?” “I said, the ingredients and taste of tamago sando and egg sandwich are the same. The only distinction is its appearance.” “How?” “We need to crush the boiled eggs with a strainer to make them finer. When the egg has been refined, it must be mixed with mayonnaise.” “Awesome! It looks like the egg sandwich I grew up with. It’s also very easy to make,” Randall said after cutting the sandwich into triangles and sprinkling a little black sesame seed on top.

"You didn't buy me anything expensive, did you? Because it's not necessary." "You can just open it first." Elisha answered with a smile on her face. Elliott looked back at her and nodded. He then opened the carved box and was silent momentarily, seeing its contents. "The Faberge egg replica?" he asked in amazement. He picked up an egg-shaped object whose shell was a golden brown metal. Many glass gem beads adorn the surface of the shell, forming a particular pattern. The Faberge egg replica in Elliott's hands is giant but not too heavy and has support at the bottom. It was certainly amazing stuff.

It was an egg with a diameter of approximately half a meter with beautiful engravement carved into the surface. The shell shone in splendid colors reflecting the lights on it as it was turned. From the looks of it, anyone could tell that this was no ordinary item. It took almost half a minute before Darryl was finally capable of sobering. "This...this is...'' he stuttered.

I stand on my toes a little to get a good look over the edge. When I do, I gasp. "Eggs." I mutter. Three eggs, gold in color, with cream-colored patterns wrapping delicately around their rounded forms, were nestled in the middle of the nest. They were much larger than any egg I'd ever seen, maybe the size of beanbag chair? I back up quickly when Bacudal suddenly appears on top of one of the things.

"It's not the time to use Google on the phone yet." Then, those men hesitated for a moment. Finally, Cyrus took out ten envelopes. Miley answered, "The correct answer is an egg-shaped beauty blender." Jonason corrected her with a serious face. "That's not right. It's obviously a gourd, not an egg." Miley almost choked on her own saliva. "This thing is called an egg-shaped beauty blender. It's just that when it's shaped into a gourd, the makeup will be easier to apply!"

Aki had heard enough of the legends to know that what she was gawking at was two layers of indestructible Adamantine; both shell egg and protective case. The egg was the size and color of a quail’s but looked nothing like any egg she had ever seen in her entire life. Instead, it resembled a tightly shut pistachio nut or an eyeball covered with upper and lower eyelids, perfectly smooth and bald of eyelashes, only their creases puckered and prominent.

“Oh my G! It’s burnt!” Jen exclaimed while looking at the sunny side up we made. “How many eggs have we cracked already and it’s always like this?” I said, worried because we were about to finish a whole tray and still hadn’t cooked a proper sunny side up egg. “What now? We followed the steps on YouTube correctly,” Jen said. “Sh*t!!” We suddenly looked behind us and saw Apollo, topless, wearing only boxers. “It’s big,” I blurted out.