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It was an open kitchen so Scarlett could easily see the basket of cupcakes a sitting right at the counter even from standing in the living hall. She quickly walked towards them before taking one out. It was soft pink in colour with chocolate as its base. "Mmn....sooo delicious...I love them!" Now, cupcakes are one of the things she loves the most but unfortunately, she had never found one single shop that sold cupcakes as amazing as this old lady made. She had liked cupcakes since she was in high school but never ate more than one piece. Because her like for the cupcakes was only limited to one piece but after eating the cupcakes by made by the this lady here, she fell in love with them.

“Don’t get the wrong idea. I still hate your guts. I only want to come because whenever you are done with eating, we could go to visit those flying boars and start making our assignment” “Good thinking. Fine, you can come”, Mizuki agreed. Mizuki’s POV: Then we went to the cafeteria and my eyes were again stuck-on food. Most people would say that I must be on a diet or fasting judging from my slim figure but once they get to know me, they say that I’m a foodie and ask where does all the food go. Well, the only thing I could say to them is that I don’t know myself. “Hmm… what should I eat now? How about Strawberry Cheesecake Poke cake, Root Beer Pie, Dulce de Leche Lava Cake, S’mores Funnel Ca

She equally shares a resemblance with Cupcake as well. Wait a minute— “Good morning Aunty Layla.” Cupcake greets me with her toothy smile and chirpy quick voice. “Can I enter your room?” I chuckle, her innocence instantly captivating me and reminding me so much about Erin. Maybe if he was still alive and somehow met this Cupcake here, they would have been best of friends. “Sure Cupcake, you can.” I nod, not caring to hide my smile. She giggles. “Only Uncle Ray calls me Cupcake. My name is Marina, but you can call me Cupcake too. I don't mind.”

That stubborn Alpha just pretended to be cold while carrying the entire world on his shoulders alone. A warm smile tugged my lips as I joined them and helped in baking and organizing the cupcakes according to the different icings. When all the batches were ready, an idea struck me. “Lauren, do you have the names of the children in the orphanage?” She blinked. “Yes, Luna. But… why?” “Can you bring me the list?” And an hour later, every cupcake box had a child’s name written on it personally by me. Lauren watched me for a moment before smiling softly.

I stood in the doorway, hands on my belly, making sure everything was perfect. The gift section looked beautiful, with piles of boxes wrapped in gold and silver paper, and a Harry Potter themed trunk made just for the cash envelopes and gift cards. We’d even painted their initials, M & K, on the front. The treat table was straight out of a sugar dream just as described as The Three Broomsticks Inn in the HP books. From personalized cupcakes, cake pops, Rice Krispie treats, cookies, and candy jars, all lined up next to the faux butter beer drink station. Sandwich boxes were stacked neatly on another table for those who couldn’t stay long. Everything shimmered with gold and black accents... si

He was now standing beside me observing my every movement. "I never knew that you can make cupcakes. You never told me that." "Well, I thought you knew everything about me," I narrowed my eyes on him remembering his words last night. "I missed out on this part, obviously." He pinched on my cheek. "Actually, I was the one who starts the idea of selling cupcakes in Scarlet's coffee shop and I taught her how to do it. We started selling it in a small amount at first then when it got more requests day by day we decided to make it as one of the coffee shop's signature desserts." I told him the small secret that he seems not aware of.

Andy saw his friend bowing her head thinking about something, he thought she was also thinking or liking someone, so he touched Celica's shoulder and asked: "Who are you liking, Celica? Does your face look like you're trying to say something? Which guy are you interested in?" "Shut up you idiot, keep moving forward, and watch your way!" Andy looked down at the ground when he saw a cupcake the size of a cupcake his grandmother used to make, and without Celica's warning, he would have nearly tumbled over and made everyone laugh. The three of them are getting closer and closer to Zaki's noodle shop, from afar, it seems that this is a horse-drawn carriage, with barrels of broth, a brazier attach

So weird. I feel a sudden push on my back and I turn to see Jessica standing there, looking radiant and energetic. "Go on! Open it!" she urges me and I nod sheepishly. My eyebrows draw together in contemplation as I lift the lid of the box. My eyes follow the moment and they widen as soon I see what is inside. The cupcakes inside aren't the usual ones. They have some stuff written on them. Each cupcake has an individual word written on it, and when you join the words on all of the cupcakes together, they form a sentence.

Once all the ingredients were ready, Cyra and Mami Mili started to prepare the cupcake batter together. Cyra began by sifting flour, cocoa powder, salt, and baking powder. She set this mixture aside. Meanwhile, Mami Mili creamed the butter and refined sugar until it became fluffy. Cyra added eggs to the low-speed mixer, and Mami Mili added the flour-butter mixture. They also included vanilla and other cake-raising ingredients in the mix. After thoroughly combining all the ingredients, Cyra poured the batter into cupcake liners in a baking pan. Mrs. Mili put the filled cupcake pans in the oven and baked them at 185 degrees Celsius for fifteen minutes or until fully cooked. After they had cool

"Oh, Anata, you look stunning, and what nice shoes" I close the door, turning to see Mrs Light, or as I call her sometimes, Okaasan, arranging the on the coffee table as I pass her a smile, staring at my mud stained sneakers "Okaasan" Mrs Hinata Light is a chubby woman with dark hair and soft brown eyes that smells like the kitchen and a person I greatly adore. Perhaps it is because I am glad she doesn't bare even the slightest resemblance to Doctor and my heart doesn't go pitter patter around her but she makes the best cupcakes I've ever eaten and she's sweet to me "Did you go on a date?"