Peanut Head Sans Novels & Stories

"Any questions for His Highness?" No one raises their hand. Then the male next to her—the friendly one—leans over and whispers something. She shakes her head. He grins and says something else. The professor laughs. "Remy, would you like to share with the class?" The male—Remy—sits up. "I was just saying that Rhea would do well in the tournament. She's tougher than she looks." Rhea. Her name is Rhea. King purrs louder. RHEA. OUR MATE. RHEA.

“What is that you're eating?” she blurts out, eyes narrowing through the FaceTime screen. I glance from my phone to the small saucer of snacks in front of me. “It’s, um… I don’t know what it’s called. It’s made with dough, I think, and maybe peanuts and—” “Did you say peanuts?” she cuts in sharply, her face creasing with a mix of concern and confusion. “Yes, doctor. I said peanuts. Can you believe—”

he asked. I shook my head smiling "Nope, peanut is fine". He laid on his back and gathered me in his arms.

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My mom stated and my stomach chose this very moment to make a sound. Mom laughed; “ I guess someone is hungry, come let go make dinner but before then, have some snacks”. Mom pointed to the cabinet where we keep the sneak. So I walked over to it and took some cookies and ate. Mom and I decided to make a French dish called Alouettes sans tetes. Alouettes sans tetes is a traditional French meat dish. It’s made with a combination of thin slices of bread, prosciutto slices, bread crumbs, garlic, shallots, parsley, carrots, celery, leeks, oblige oil, white wine, butter, and tomatoes. It’s one of my favorite French dishes.

I smiled, trying to ease the tension. In the brief pause, a mischievous thought popped into my head, and I decided to lighten the mood. “You know,” I began, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible, “did you ever hear the one about the peanut?” He blinked, clearly not expecting that. “The peanut?” he echoed, sounding both intrigued and wary. “Yeah,” I said, nodding seriously. “Apparently, if you mix peanut oil with a bit of fire powder, it can work as a makeshift dynamite. Who knew, right? It’s basically the world’s most explosive snack.”

With Ronan pointing it out now, she realized it might be an allergic reaction to peanuts. Susanna had forgotten about Abigail's nut allergy and had spent hours making braised pork shanks with peanuts for lunch. When she saw Susanna was so happy, she did not want to disappoint her. So, she thought eating the pork and skipping the peanuts would be fine. However, she had underestimated the severity of her nut allergy. Abigail reassured, "It's just a minor allergic reaction. I'll be fine."

The peanut which is usually in medium nylon sold at a cheap rate of 50 nairas can be eaten along with bread, and most people will prefer to use it with their garri(cassava granules), which also saves money. I can't help but feel happy as my online classes in making snacks are great. Not only am I being entrepreneurial, but I can also help others learn about it. Another way to keep my head off the weird feeling I was having. Dripping the sweat off my face, I could not help but regret trying to make two plastics of the groundnuts into peanuts. It was more stressful than the one plastic I constantly do most of the time.