Just Desserts Fairly Oddparents の小説・ストーリー

He hurries to the couch where my dad is sitting. “Catherine, will you give me a hand please?” I walk behind my mother to the kitchen, glancing over my shoulder at Jake. He nods his head at something my dad says. “Is it just me, or was that Bianca strange?” my mum asks in a quiet voice. I giggle softly as I nod. “Yes, but she is always strange,” I joke and my mother laughs. “Perhaps. You and Jake can enjoy the dessert in your room. He does not have to listen to your dad’s conspiracy theories,” my mum says with a wink. I smile widely, taking the two large mugs filled with her baked dessert.

I protested. "What did I just say?" There was like a very little pause, and neither of us could answer. "Something about a drunk duck, and ice sculpture melting?" Jax gave a trial. Mom laughed. "Close enough." Dessert arrived, something chocolate and small, and when Mom tasted it, she closed her eyes, and: "Heaven." Dad tried his. "Not bad." "Not bad? It's incredible!" I barely tasted mine, it's nice, but not like I could really enjoy how nice it is as I currently am.

“I didn’t make any dessert today. If you want to have some, go home or ask Tara to make some for you.” Odell tensed his lips in silence. After Isabel and Liam finished eating and put down their cutlery, Sylvia wiped their mouths and hands for them. Odell glanced at them. “Time to go home.” Isabel scoffed while Liam remained silent. Odell got up to them and carried Isabel in his arms while holding Liam’s hand. Right before he walked out of the gate, he turned around to Sylvia and said, “Remember to make dessert tomorrow.” Sylvia was stunned. Before she could say a thing, he added, “If you don’t prepare dessert, I won’t let the kids come over.”

I must go home. I started drinking my coffee fast as I wanted to go to my home. I was behaving a bit weirdly today. " Oh, please have these cookies, I got them fresh out of the bakery today. " She said and was coming towards me with a plate of cookies when she slipped all of a sudden on the water droplets, which must have dropped from her hair. I ran towards her, she was trying to gain her balance. It looked like a scene from some slow animation film with cookies flying in the air around her.

“That’s exciting.” My daughter nodded seriously. “I know. We are going to sit outside. Because we are stink-y.” The elderly woman chuckled while I was mortified. “And I want to start with the dessert.” Her voice lowered as she whispered to the complete stranger, “But Mommy said no. Not fair.” The oddest things came out of my child’s mouth. Though the woman didn’t seem to mind, her eyes were shining with amusement. I couldn’t blame her; most people found Saoirse’s enthusiasm contagious and her random words entertaining.

' These are all forced out because she likes dessert. Anna Garcia smiled shyly: 'My dad used to be a dessert chef in a five-star hotel, and I also learned from him.' 'Wow, I want to eat it too.' Trisha Sylvie asked, this can eat dessert that is not fleshy, who can resist? 'Good, I'll do more when I'm free.' Anna Garcia bared her teeth and nodded, her little face very confident. Just all the way, I still feel uneasy. The Oliver family, which can be said to be the richest man in the world, can rank to 100. She has the feeling that Granny Liu is about to enter the Grand View Garden.

In fact, she often dismissed the idea of having family dinners with them after that incident. … I stayed at my parents' place for a few days before finally returning to the villa where Stacy and I lived. However, I noticed that we had a guest as soon as I pushed open the door. Stacy's first love, Devin Fisher, was sitting with Tammy at the table, focusing intently on the game of chess between them. Meanwhile, Stacy was holding a mug of coffee while standing next to them with a smile on her face. They looked so warm and picture perfect, like they were the ones who were a true family of three, while I was just the extra that didn't make sense in their narrative.