Pie Meme Novels & Stories

Less than thirty minutes into our journey, my phone rang, and I picked it up to see Mia calling. I answered it immediately. “Girl, what am I seeing trending on the internet? You and Alpha Peter of the Blue Moon Pack in Moonsun?” Mia screamed from the other end of the line. Oh shit. That damn video made it to the internet!

Rhalia fired off, followed by a slew of red flags and eggplant emojis. "I don't know how you did it, but girl... It's been what? Almost a year?? And you still don't feel the urge to jump that absolute Adonis??" Liora added with her signature dramatic flair. I felt heat rush up my neck as I fumbled with my phone, frantically typing, "Oh my God, guys-", but before I could send it, Maelis delivered the kill shot. It was a meme of dogs humping in full force, with the caption: "Don't be shy, sweetheart. If you need tips, I can help. 😈💅"

“The De Ville family is apparently perfect.” “Nobody’s perfect.” “Exactly.” I pointed at the laptop. “But according to the internet, they’re philanthropists, investors and everyone’s favourite rich people.” Camila looked unimpressed as she drank from her glass“The internet also says pineapple belongs on pizza.” “That’s different.” “It’s really not.” Despite myself, I laughed. The sound surprised me, It had been a while since laughing felt natural. Camila smiled, Then her expression softened. “You should get some sleep Bri.”

Ashamed, he scolded his body for becoming such a cock slut. Ding! Thankfully, the smell of well-baked pizza saved him from the gutters, and Joe happily welcomed the distraction. He grabbed some oven mitts and served dinner. It was one of the things he was happy about after breaking up with Mike. Ever since he lived alone, Joe started buying pizzas with pineapples on them. His weird ex-boyfriend hated Hawaiian pizza for some reason with passion, claiming pineapples should only belong in Pina Coladas. However, Joe disagreed. They tasted great with chicken and ham too!

he apologized “Lord, thank you for providing for us, thank you for upholding this family. Lord, as we are feasting on this meal which you have provided us with, also provide for those who have nothing to eat. Lord, bless and sanctify this food, in Jesus Name.” Michael Prayed. “AMEN” they chorused “You know, Drake. You need to appreciate your sister more instead of grumbling all the time” “Yeah, I will Dad” Drake barely said with a chunk of food in his mouth.

"Can I interest you in a pie delivery? Today's special is Lemon Ham with Pickle and Papaya." "That sounds awful." Hades grimaced, even though he knew the pie type hid the code to get in the speakeasy, he also knew Jinx made it legit by baking whatever weird concoction that made the code. "Don't knock it till you try it, Shady." Hades was used to Jinx's offense, but the tom was not the best of bakers despite his daily attempts at pie mastery. "But why are you calling me? Aren't you busy with your adorable morsel?"

under his breath but Sid heard that and gave him a look as he was saying shut up. Varun went back to his pizza whilst me and Sid talked about business. After 40 minutes Varun has left for the washroom as he was....well he got a upset stomach. Why wouldn't he? I mean he ate almost six large pizzas with 4 pepsi. Like seriously? Who eats this much? Pig! Siddharth and I were still in our cabin talking about the Melbourne project. You see they are also working with me on this project. I was taking notes of important points that we got from our discussion when we heard a scream. And by a scream, I mean a loud loud scream which was heard to my cabin on the top floor.

"Alright, but before you kiss, I want food." "Now I see the bossy thing runs in the family." Phoenix said while looking at us. We ordered pizza and Ariel wanted to eat in her room while watching her cartoons. I let her since our parents weren't home. I was with Phoenix watching a movie while eating pizza. He was into the movie. This was a new side. He is usually on a run or too serious. Right now, he was so carefree. "You're going to poke holes if you keep staring at me." He said while eating a slice of pizza. "I still like human food."

Stanley admitted. "That's so sad," Liam said, with the particular dramatic sincerity only a five-year-old could manage. "Pizza's the best food. You can share mine if you want, but only if you like pepperoni. I don't share with people who don't like pepperoni." "I like pepperoni," Stanley said solemnly, as though negotiating a business deal of genuine significance. "Okay," Liam said, satisfied. "Then we're friends now." Something in Stanley's face, watching his son declare friendship with such simple, generous ease, undid him completely. Melinda watched him blink hard, watched him swallow whatever emotion threatened to overwhelm him, and felt her own eyes sting in response.

Raw and beautiful. And then a video. He hit play. Mia’s laughter burst from the speakers. Her light, infectious laughter echoed off the tiled walls of the locker room. The scene was in their Airbnb kitchen. She stood at the counter, arguing as she held a slice of pineapple pizza up like a trophy. “Pineapple pizza is pizza. You just lack the taste buds for royalty,” she teased. He groaned on camera. “It’s an abomination. You don’t mix fruit and cheese. That’s sacrilege.”