Novel & Cerita Fleegle The Banana Splits

Pulling the bowl of fruits to my chest, I use my free hand to pick a banana out of the bowl humming one of my favorites song into the quiet kitchen. "It's fine, it's fine, it's fineeeeee...." Using the banana as my microphone, I make the water running the audience screaming my name. "It don't matter, it don't matter.... Swinging my hips side by side to the tone of the song, I peel the banana acting like I'm at a striptease club. "Oh thank you, thank you so much," Touching and waving my hands in love to my fake audience, I grab the bowl to my belly planning to eat the whole fruits. "You're so sweet, I appreciate the love."

Maya's phone buzzed at 9 AM with a name she'd been dreading. Vanessa. *Hey babe! Coffee today? I miss my bestie! ❤️* Three exclamation points and a heart emoji. Vanessa always wielded punctuation like weapons—enthusiastic on the surface, calculated underneath. In her previous life, Maya would have rushed to meet her, oblivious to the viper behind the smile. This Maya knew better. *Sure. Park Avenue café? 2 PM?*

Markus asks "I'm making banana splits" I tell him standing I walk to the kitchen and I feel someone follow me. I grab the ice cream and turn and bump into Axel again. I sigh and start spooning the ice cream into bowls and I cut up the bananas and strawberries I add blue berries and also blend up some strawberries and blue berries together and pour it over the top of the ice cream and add whip cream. I take everyone their ice cream and sit down. "You aren't eating any sweetie?" Amy asks

As Marissa pats Aspen on the back, all three girls stare at me in silence while I open the container to one of the most wonderful sights I've ever cast my eyes on. Two or maybe three pieces of thick toast take up the space. A cinnamon smell hits my nose and I breathe in deeper. A banana — split down the middle — lays on top and the entire thing is covered in syrup and something else sweet. A quick taste confirms it's caramel and I might die a little. I've always dreamed of eating sugar for breakfast. "You're my new favorite person in the entire world. Tell us the whole story of this elbow job," Aspen prods.

The morning light in the Grove was different than anywhere else. It filtered through the canopy in shafts of dusty gold, mixing with the lingering mist to create a world that felt soft and dreamlike. Leela dug through the paper sack, fishing out the dried fruit and protien bars. "Breakfast of champions," she joked, tossing Fennigan a slightly smashed. Leela picked at her protein bar. " Fenn, I don't know how to do this. It was different when we kids in a dream. I didn't have to find you then, you always found me when I needed you."

Nostalgia flickered amid his irritation. He crouched silently beside Annabel, who remained engrossed. The sweet, creamy aroma wafting from her plate tickled his nostrils, intensified by an even richer scent drifting from the kitchen. One whiff confirmed it; a glance sealed the deal. Banana cream pie homemade, layered with ripe bananas, fluffy whipped topping, and that signature flaky crust. Gloria's masterpiece.

The Extra ripe ones. She beamed. “Thank you, Freddy. You’re my favorite person today.” “Ha!” He turned to me with a grin. “You hear that? Favorite.” I rolled my eyes. “Don’t get cocky.” For a moment, it felt like peace had returned. Ayla started eating, humming happily. I leaned back, enjoying the calm. Then she stopped mid-bite. “I need banana pancakes.” Freddy and I exchanged a look. “You said fluffy pancakes were your favorite,” I pointed out.

Now this lady here has a backing and her brother wouldn't turn a deaf ear to her complain , this time this lady will make sure that no power remain in your hand ! With that in mind , She picked the slimy banana from the bowl and peeled it . Chelsea could sense the stupified gaze that was pointed at her back by Cici , she knew that Cici might have the impression thar she was going to throw a stupid tantrum. But Chelsea didn't explain anything instead she handed the banana core to Cici . " Go and throw it in the dustbin "

Just remember that you are a worthless being that needed to be taught a lesson. The words flowed from my mind and slipped into hers. Her eyes cleared up and a slow nod was the only indication I got from her. I backed up away from her, and she looked down at the ground, slightly confused before shaking it off and walking through the door and down the hallway. A round of applause caused me to tense, and I spun around to find Queen Fara’s son, Elijah, leaning against the stone wall. “Well done, that was one hell of a breakup.” He said as he pushed off the surface and smirked over at me.

Not long after, Keegan and Vermont finally freed themselves from social engagements and walked over to the girls. Keegan casually grabbed a banana and handed it to Stella. When she was about to peel the fruit, Keegan signaled her and said, "Albert's here. Time to put on a show." Stella paused and threw the banana at Keegan, saying, "Stop getting ahead of yourself. I don't like eating bananas." Vermont was taken aback by how fast Stella got into character while Albert stood nearby, observing the two.