Fruit Baskets Characters Novels & Stories

“Mr. Shelton was too shy to come himself, so he sent me. And I brought you some fruit.” Before I could respond, she darted to the door. Her small frame struggled dramatically as she dragged in a huge fruit basket that had been left outside. My wolf immediately stirred with alertness, half ready to help, half amused at the sight. She was tiny. Every step looked like it might end in a tumble. And somehow… she still refused to give up. “Ms. Ava!” she chirped, finally managing to haul the basket closer. “What do you fancy? Oranges? Tangerines? Apples? Bananas? Cherries? Grapes?”

“ I just thought that I should get it for you, you know. You do need more vitamin to keep fit” “ Oh, you shouldn't have bothered”, I said, taking the basket as she handed it to me. It was really heavy, containing apples and tangerines and lemons and kiwis and strawberries and some other fruits that I just couldn't name. I placed the basket on a chair at the side. “ And father”, she continued, “ I have spoken to my husband, and we would like to contribute to the project you have at hand”. “ Oh, what project?” I never knew I had a project at hand.

" Charles raised an eyebrow and took out a deck of cards, sitting down on a single sofa. Maria blinked her eyes, watching as the three men started to play the game. The scene intrigued her and she hopped out of bed, requesting Luna to help relocate a chair for her next to Charles. "You guys go ahead, I'll go and prepare some fruit for you." Luna, smiling, glanced at them and carried the fruit basket that Linda had brought into the washroom. A moment later, she emerged with a plate of fruit. Among them were grapes - Maria’s favorite fruit.

he said in a scratchy old voice. Ashton’s grave expression softened into a smile as Frank started laughing. The tension started to lessen after hovering between them like a fog. Shaking his head, Ashton remarked, “ You look so different. I could hardly recognize you.” As he drew a basket from behind a bush Daemon answered, “ That's the point. The basket contained turnips, cabbages, and a couple of potatoes. Harvest season has arrived. Farmers from all over the pack are trading in the packs. This way we won't raise any red flags.”

Sandra, my grandparents' next door neighbour, said. "But you're married Sandra, with two kids or have you had a heat stroke and forgotten, dear?" Kathy, my highschool bff said. "More like her panties have melted-stroke." my cousin Josh said and everyone laughed. The bell rang and it was time to count their apples. It was clear from Nathan's four filled baskets that he had won. No one was surprised because Nathan spent every weekend helping at the farm since we became a couple. Boo and Jasper had three filled baskets and they were counting.

Simple foods and family eating together equals happiness. ...... "Let me help you with that, Grandpa Ben." Frost immediately offered her help in carrying some of the baskets that contained fresh fruits like red apples and mangoes. They were going to the market and would sell it. Grandpa Ben wanted to refuse at first when he saw the expectant gaze on Frost's face, he remembered that she was a mage, and a mage's body became stronger as they also leveled up, he sighed, "Okay." Frost let out a smile when her Grandpa Ben didn’t refuse her help.

Marriane strolled in, wheeling Grandma Hartley. “I brought you some fruits,” Grandma Hartley said, setting a large fruit basket on the bedside table. “Adrian said these were your favorites.” My gaze drifted over the basket, which contained one pear, apples, a banana, an orange, and a bunch of grapes. A slow smile spread across my lips. Adrian probably had no idea what my favorite fruit was. He must have walked into the supermarket and told the staff, "Give me whatever healthy people eat." “Thank you, Grandma.”

I said through gritted teeth. “How about I give you the surprise that I’ve been saving for last?” Lucas asked. My eyes lit up at his words, forgetting the angry feeling I felt just a few seconds ago. “A surprise? What is it? Give it to me now!” My heart raced excitedly like a child who had been promised a trip to the theme park. Lucas smirked before getting to his feet and walking towards the fridge. He took out a small basket of purple fruits. “Surprise!” Lucas said, walking towards the counter with the basket of fruits. “I got you the fruits you wanted.”

My eyes lit up, and I plucked a grape, wiping it on my clothes before popping it into my mouth. So sweet. Nearby stood a tall tree with wooden benches and a table built around its trunk. I walked toward it and sat down, with Felly and Ria following. I lifted Abby and placed her gently on the table. A woman approached us and handed over a basket of assorted fruits. “Thank you,” Felly told her, and the woman left. “Luna,” Felly said softly, pushing the basket toward me. I smiled and took a piece. Silence stretched between us—thick, uneasy. I could feel Ria and Felly’s nerves like shifting air around us.

"Nonsense! You've done more for me than you realize. It's the least I can do." Flora watched as Catarina arranged the fruit in a colorful display, the bright reds, yellows, and greens a stark contrast to the dullness of the hospital room. The sight of the fresh fruit, cut with care and arranged with love, filled her with a deep sense of gratitude. She reached out and took a piece of mango, savoring the sweet, juicy taste as it burst in her mouth.