Fruit Pillows Novels & Stories

I opened the basket. Inside was... A jar of pickles. A cheese plate. A fluffy, soft blanket. And curled around the whole thing… a narrow, body-length pillow. I stared at it all for a good thirty seconds. Pickles? Cheese? A pregnancy pillow? What... was this? A laugh bubbled up inside me—half bewildered, half hysterical. Was this a joke?

Below the cupcakes, there were some bottles of strawberry crush. As he kept digging further, he discovered many some flavored treats like wafers, pocky sticks, candies, and much more. The last thing he pulled out was a fluffy strawberry shaped pillow. it had a winking expression and pouty lips. He turned it around to find a sticky note which read, "I'm sorry" in tiny handwriting.

“Look at this.” Thomas thought it was something to do with the office. Naturally, he did not dare take his time and hurriedly picked it up to read. However, there were only several words written on the piece of A4 paper. ‘Peanuts, durian, pollen, stuffed toys, the sound of pencils scratching, the sound of a whip cracking.’ He frowned. “What is this?” “Stuff that Evonne can’t touch or stand.”

A creature resembling a squirrel with a bushy tail but the face of one of those big-nosed monkeys scampered through branches, tying off vines that held up the roof of some kind of stall. Some of them wore clothes — little waistcoats with pockets, or bandoliers with tools and weapons hanging from them — and I could see Flossie’s eyes expanding with glee. She was practically salivating at the prospect of grabbing one and giving him a cuddle. Right before he throttled her with his adorable human-like hands and ate her face.

Davina's POV: Flora pulled me anxiously. "Keep your voice down!" "God! There are so many snacks!" I exclaimed in a low voice. Flora was holding a variety of junk foods in her arms, including fried chicken and chips. "Are these worms?" I asked while picking up a kebab-like thing. "Yes, roasted silkworm pupae." Flora picked up another kebab, put it into her mouth, and closed her eyes dramatically as she slowly chewed it. "Yummy! Davina, give it a try!"

On the black rectangle box was white saffron rice on one side, and on top of it was egg white dyed pink and cut in the shape of cherry blossoms, with strips of nori seaweed making up its thin and almost intracately arranged branches. On the side was a mixed of fresh broccoli, cubed beef teriyaki, and carrots shaped like hearts. Swallowing back a sob, Kristina asked tremulously. " Where did you learn to make this? " - Kristina " The internet. " - Kathryn Ice The girl's eyes were bright and intense, her gaze focused intently on here grandmother's face. " Do you like it? " - Kathryn Ice, voice was sharp almost abrupt. " Yes. " - Kristina, said simply.

Aarish: Mine Aarish: Lena, you find a 3D replica of the tower, and you are done. Lena: Ugh, FINE. (Aarish liked Lena’s message) Aarish: It’s gonna be so hard to do it with clay. Lisa: Use pieces of chopsticks instead, for the details. Aarish: That could work, Lisa you do the painting part? Lisa: okay. (Aarish liked your message) Aarish: Harvey and I’ll do the making part, and umm… Lena? How about you don’t come 3 feet the project so that you don’t ruin the whole thing?

was a pork paste served in a brain-shaped and the "squid ink noodles" was a black noodle dish with seafood, served on a plate decorated with a plastic spider. For dessert, there was a selection of spooky sweets, such as "jelly brains", "chocolate spider webs" and "zombie finger cookies". The "Jell-O brains" were made of red and white Jell-O shaped like human brains, the "chocolate spider The "chocolate spider webs" were bars of melted white chocolate with a strand of dark chocolate, forming a spider web.

But Lisa sounded relaxed, so maybe it was a good thing. When Terry's men came to pick up the pregnancy pillow, Hersha even told them to take the pastries she had made to Lisa. Terry looked at the stuff his men brought back, only to realize this was not just a pillow. It was a U-shape pillow, providing full-body support to the user. Lisa could sleep on any side with the pillow. "You're going to sleep with a pillow like this?" Terry asked.

He made trip after trip, bringing in what looked like huge and oddly shaped pillows and scattering them around the den. "What in the world is all this?" I asked, weaving my way through them all. He picked one up, staring at it like it was an alien and scratching his head. "They're pregnancy pillows for you. I didn't know which one to get, so I just got them all and figured you could try them out and see which ones you like best.”