Novelas y relatos de Flaky X Nutty

No attempts to fix it. Just silent company in the dark.

I said, opening the meeting without preamble, seeing no benefit in pretending otherwise. “We have.” Councilwoman Merit, the eldest among them and the sharpest, folded her hands on the table with the particular precision of a woman who’d spent decades choosing her words carefully. “Ashcombe’s approach to the Fenmore and Cray packs this week wasn’t subtle. They’re testing whether the neutral territories would support a challenge to Silvermoon’s current standing, should this marriage fail to solidify as planned.” “It will solidify.” I kept my voice level, though the confidence in it cost me more effort than I wanted to admit, given everything currently unresolved in my own household.

Sorry for the long author's note haha. Nity out 🍄

"We're going to outsmart it. Fetch me those extra nuts and fruits we didn't use earlier. I'll prepare something irresistible." I pull the recipe from memory. "Nutty Trail." Ingredients for Nutty Trail: 1. Mixed nuts – a handful. 2. Dried fruits – a handful. 3. Crushed crackers or breadcrumbs (optional). 4. Honey – just a drizzle. I gather what we have left: a handful of nuts, some dried fruits, and a few crumbs George digs out from his pocket. "Watch this," I whisper, focusing. I sprinkle the nuts and fruits on the ground, drizzling the honey in a trail leading toward an open clearing.

Phoebe turned to me and said sweetly, "Yvette, I don't mean to criticize you, but you're just a housewife now. You don't have a job. "You rely on Howie for everything. You shouldn't make things harder for him just because you don't like me." Howard shook off my hand violently, and I lost my footing, stumbling a few steps. Years of medication and abuse had left my muscles weak, and with a fever ravaging my body, I couldn't stay upright anymore. I proceeded to collapse on the ground. Howard barked something else at me, but my ears were ringing, and I couldn't even make out what he said.

Naomi said tauntingly. “Stop blackmailing me!” Ruth's hand met naomi's face in a very resounding slap. Her five fingerprints showed boldly on her face. She didn't flinch,rather she kept on moving towards ruth. “Perfect…that reaction. That's the reaction I want,panic,be restless,try to defend yourself but in the end Ruth, you're still mine to toy with”

I see a few roaches the size of rats and a few rats nearly the size of my forearm but the crude graffiti and the questionable stains on the walls, along with the used condoms on the floor are a good distraction. I check my phone for the apartment number when I reach the third floor. Fletcher is supposed to be in the number six. I found the sad excuse for a door with an outline of where the door number used to be. Summoning up my last bit of courage I lift my chin and knock on the door. I didn’t get an answer so I knock again. Again it was all silent. I knock yet again for good measure and am about to turn away when the door opens. “Well I guess you did like it after all,” Fletcher says smugl

When she went back to the dining area, she was surprised to see the table full of food. That’s odd. “Are we expecting visitors?” she asked. “You need to eat healthier. I know you only like to eat burgers but you need to change that now” “You also need to take more vitamins to make sure your body can handle strenuous activities” Something is off. Why is Minerva Yates-Solomon being kind to her? She just transferred her additional allowance for the month, is she going to ask for more? “Mother I’m okay. You don’t need to worry so much about me” she smiled.

" Identify..". { Tough Nut } [Description: a nut that possesses a hard shell akin to an iron ball. Delicious (if you can break them, which probably not). Consuming one will grant 0.1 permanent points to Physical attributes. ] "One tree only got 15 nuts…well….that's...nuts…hehe..".

she called her father to eat. (Dad) * spit the food out* YOU GOOD FOR NOTING CHILD! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS HUH? I SHOULD HAVE FORCED THAT WOMAN TO ABORT YOU WHEN SHE WAS PREGNANT WITH YOU! Her father spat the spaghetti at her face. and walked out. Earlier that night