Nacho Cheese Joke Novels & Stories

All this time, happiness could be found simply by strolling in the market. It had completely stopped snowing by now. After we packed our luggage, we boarded a plane to Luthen. Noah revealed that after retiring from the mafia, he had turned over a new leaf and became a proper businessman. I was somewhat taken aback. I had remembered him as one of Xavier’s most reliable subordinates. He always had a gun loaded, and his eyes were like those of a predator. “I can't spend my whole life like that,” he remarked with a faint smile before ruffling my hair.

He frowned. "Are you okay?" I asked. "I can drive home if you want to sleep again." "I think I should be able to make it home. The nap really helped." "Good." "Damn, they have chile con queso here? That's one of my favorites! Fuck, I wish my stomach wasn't basically bleeding right now!" I laughed. "Seriously?" "Yeah, I love it. I mean, cheese and spicy? And carbs to dip in it? What's better than that?"

“I’m down for nachos as long as there’s no guac.” “What?” I stared at him in horror. “The guac is necessary. Like a vital part of the equation.” “I don’t like avocado. It’s just green mush.” “Your palette is so pedestrian.” “Said the guy whose favorite food is nachos.” “Don’t dis nachos.” “I’m not.” He poked me in the side. “But even you have to admit that nachos aren’t exactly high brow.” “Maybe not, but at least my fave is cooked and not going to give me tapeworms.”

I asked in confusion. “Here taste this, you're just eating fried chicken,” he said as he shoved the spoon into my mouth. The flavor of Nacho Cheese filled my mouth, it was delicious. I chewed slowly while looking at him, who pulled his arm again towards me. I looked at his hand holding Nachos, then back at his eyes, and then the spoon. I grabbed his wrist and shoved it again in my mouth.

I said and he looked at me like he is talking to a weirdo. He actually is.... "What?" He asked confused and I really want to pinch his cheeks. "N. A. H. NaH. Sodium hydride." We both broke into chuckle and he said shaking his head. "You are hilarious! My chemistry topper girlfriend." He continued to laugh and I smiled. "My pleasure!" I said and with that we dig in our food. Ah this burger is so fucking delicious! Nora eat slowly or else he will think of you as hungry pig!

Shyly, Noah averted his gaze from Diego, hiding his amusement. “Come on man, give me a bigger smile”, Diego said with a hearty chuckle. Noah's smile was a slim forced line, unsatisfactory to Diego. “Is that the smile you give when a bowl of deep-fried chicken is right in front of you?” Diego asked, a comical expression on his face. Freya chuckled shortly at Diego's subtle joke, hoping to infect Noah with her amusement. Noah couldn't withhold his smiles any longer, they came bursting out on his face.

JUNO'S point of view "Why was the ketchup red?" I laughed out loud 'cause I already know the joke but I kept going and pretended I didn't know it. I leaned back on my chair while clutching my stomach. Jace has been telling corny jokes the whole time we're in the restaurant and he's totally unstoppable! "Okay, why?" I answered, nearly tearing up. "Because he saw the salad dressing," I chorused with him and he glared before I burst out laughing once again.

I still felt the room’s silence creep under my skin. They waited for an answer and I needed to give them one now! A nervous chuckle left my lips as I thought of a reply worthy enough to take me out of this mess. “Nico is a very social person as we all know...I mean, who doesn’t like him?” I forced a smile. “I know I don’t,” An unfamiliar voice came from the circle. The room burst into laughter at the honest joke that aimed to ease the rising tension.

I blurted out, my voice a mix of curiosity and disbelief. Nathan’s reaction was instant as he threw his head back and laughed, the sound echoing through the grand penthouse. It wasn’t a mocking laugh, but one of genuine amusement, like I had just told the most outrageous joke. "You think I'm a mafia boss?" he said between chuckles, shaking his head as if the idea was preposterous. His laughter slowly died down, and he met my gaze, still smirking. "No, I'm not in the mafia."

My smile widened as I mindlessly took off my jacket setting it down on the leather seat. I clung to Dalton chatting with him as Enzo thought it was the time for the like of the day as he called it. It was one of those stupid habits that we had going on as kids and it kinda stuck with us and Enzo was the one with the shittiest and corniest jokes. I braced myself to hear one of his dad jokes, Dalton was holding in his laugh at the eager look on his brother's face already. "What do you call a joke without a punchline?"