Little Mushroom Novels & Stories

The statistics reflected in their mecha confirmed their suspicions that the temperature of their surroundings was continuously dropping. Along with the change in sand, shadows of bare and crooked trees came into view. Very soon they came across clusters of mushrooms growing out of what looked like twisted withered logs and gnarly branches. The mushrooms had round caps that were as large as a typical soccer ball. It looked like it was secreting some kind of icky green and yellow mucus, that upon closer inspection were actually another new variant of gemstones. Naoko's hair reflexively stood on its end when she recalled about how the original soul had died a slow and agonising death because of

“Young Master Harrison, I really admire you a lot. What kind of self-control do you have that you can still remain clear-headed even though you’re friends with a bunch of jerks?” “What nonsense are you saying? My eyes have the ability to tell b*tches apart.” Chase laughed. “Don’t just stand, sit down. Mushroom soup is the specialty here. There are button mushrooms, mini portobello mushrooms, and cremini mushrooms in it. It smells very good.” Not long after, the waiter served them the mushroom soup. Catherine tasted it, and she had to admit that the taste of the food here was great indeed. “It’s delicious right?” Chase batted his eyes smugly. “I came here once last time and I thought that the

Although I could fit in these bushes perfectly, I still need to be careful not to raise my head too high because I'd gotten wounds and scars on my ears sometimes from the thorns. A cream color off to my side drew my attention. I trotted over to examine the small mushroom. I know this type of mushroom and this is edible for sure. It must have sprouted overnight because it wasn't here last night. I lightly waggled my tail in anticipation; where one appeared, more would follow, this would mean plenty of mushrooms to sell. I pushed it over with my paw and broke the stem before gently picking it up in my jaws. People wouldn't pay as much for them if I bruised them.

Evolution, after all, was built on the survival of the dickish. More food was brought out and everyone else started eating too. Jespert picked up a large, grey mushroom. “This is a fungus we grow in the caves below the crypt. It’s a staple of our diet and very versatile. You can even eat it raw.” He took a bite out of it.

She realized that things didn’t get spoiled in space. She didn’t know what made the mushrooms grow. She picked one layer of the mushroom cluster from the basket and walked a little in space toward the woods and shred the layers and threw it on the ground. If Mira was more attentive, she would have noticed a small cloud of spores arising from the mushroom layer that she was shredding, releasing their spores into the woods. “What about the rabbits?” The minute she thought about them, they appeared from behind the bushes. She sat down and extended her hand to touch them, they stood there obediently.

Grace and Chloe giggled, I smiled, and Ella looked like she was smelling something that had been in the fridge for too long. “I remember the first time Mommy let me pick a restaurant,” Chloe said with a smile. “McDonald’s?” Ella asked. Chloe frowned and turned away from her to tell Mr. Cavendish, “It was the Moon Hunt Café. Have you been there?” “I have not,” he said. “You’ve missed out. They have over twenty varieties of mushrooms and all sorts of biolum, um.” She looked at me. “Bioluminescent,” I supplied. “Yeah, so the food glows. It’s really cool.”

Giant mushrooms grew by the edge of the stream, and the mycelium hanging from the edge of the umbrella was like a glowing bead curtain. I'm going to sit on the nearest mushroom and rest. David hurriedly shouted, "Look out!" However, he was still a step late, and I had already sat down and stepped down. Without any resistance, the mushroom broke into a ball easily. I fell straight to the ground, and it was like sitting on a marshmallow. David's smile pulled me up and said, "The research on them wasn't done yesterday. They're just big, but not strong enough to support people's weight."

’ look. “Otherwise, you would have been murdered 3 weeks ago.” “3 weeks ago?” Lara shrieked but her attention was distracted by heart shaped mushroom “Look” Lara pointed at the mushroom as she dismounted. Ed followed. Ed and Lara kneeled close to mushroom as they studied it. “Looks man-made” Ed mused while Lara pulled the mushroom. BOOM! The mushroom exploded with a loud bang. Dirt squirted on Ed and Lara’s faces. “Pfffttttt” Lara wiped her mouth spitting furiously as though there was mud in her mouth.

Alec nods in agreement, his eyes scanning the area for any potential threats. The stars are visible here, shining down on us like tiny diamonds scattered across the sky. It's peaceful, in a way that makes me forget about the dangers lurking in this pocket dimension. As I bend down to take a drink, I notice something strange farther down the bank on our side of the stream. It looks like a small cluster of mushrooms, but they're glowing with a soft, pulsing light. Without even touching the water, I straighten back up. "Hey, Alec," I say, pointing at the mushrooms. "What do you make of those?"

– Samson handed her a small basket and instructed. - How many can I pick? – Lucasta asked. - If you fill this basket, they will be enough for you to eat for two meals. – He said as he plucked a mushroom and shook it clean for her to see to imitate. - Why only pick mushrooms for two meals? - She widened her eyes and looked at him. - Well, if you pull out the mushrooms too much and leave them for too long, the mushrooms will lose their taste. - Why do mushrooms lose their taste when we keep them for a long time?