Pineapple Cupcakes Novels & Stories

We both hug her before we each go to the respective woman in our life. As I greet Ruby, my gaze lands on some flowers and cupcakes on the bar. "Good job, Dad. Those flowers and cupcakes look amazing." "I will take credit all day for the flowers." He wraps his arms around mom's neck from behind. "But the cupcakes, I didn't do." "Ruby did them," Kelsea lets us know as she bites into one. "And they are totally amazeballs. Chocolate covered strawberry." I let go of Ruby, moving in to inspect the cupcakes sitting on the counter. They look like they were bought at a bakery. The chocolate frosting layered on, with little pearls on top, sitting in Valentine's day cupcake sleeves. "You did these?"

Me: can’t wait for you to get home Kennedy: on my way I inform our guests Kennedy will be here soon. We place the cupcakes arranged like a cake in the center of the table. Half the cupcakes have pink and the other half have blue centers. The baker placed the cupcakes tightly together, forming a circle. A giant black question mark adorns their white icing tops. I never saw a cupcake-cake until the bakery showed it to me this week. It is perfect. It looks like a cake, but the cupcakes can easily pull apart and consumed.

He urged us. Min Jun stretched his hand and picked up a cupcake. "What flavor?" he asked. "Chocolate," The man said. "Nice," Min Jun said and took a bite, it looked so creamy and soft and I wanted a taste too, I stretched my hand and picked up a cupcake. "vanilla," he said. I bit into it and met vanilla fillings in the middle, "This is perfect," I said with my mouth full of food.

We cut the cupcake in half and take a big bite. “More tangerine juice and it’s ready for the menu.” I smirk at her with a wink. We have been working on a tangerine, cardamom cupcake for months, trying to figure out how to get it just right. Even Tyree, who loves everything we give him to taste test, made ‘a face’ at the first couple batches. We both laugh until we can’t breathe. When our giggles pass and the sound of the bells Delilah’s laugh creates fade, we let a comfortable silence engulf us. Babette reaching for another piece of banana with a whimper brings us back to reality.

“Perhaps when you finally wake up and you are feeling better, we can have a picnic on the grass. Nina can make her famous cupcakes.” I swallow hard. My mouth feels completely dry. “They are unbelievably good, Betty. The cupcakes just melt right in your mouth. The taste is incredible.” I reach out. My fingers hover over her cold, limp hand. I do not touch her. I cannot risk breaking the spell of her quiet breathing. “I know you loved the pancakes that she made for you with the maple syrup. But these cupcakes are a class above. Truly.” A floorboard creaks outside the room. I do not look up.

Pumpkin and cinnamon. "Is that any good?" Is he talking to me? I point at myself. "Are you asking me?" He blinks multiple times. "Who else would I be talking to? Do you see anyone else standing in line?" "Oh," I smile at him, embarrassed. "True..." Jason shakes his head at me, but there is a ghost of a smile glittering over his full lips. "You're seriously such a dummy..." "Sorry... But um... Yes, the pumpkin and cinnamon-flavored frappe is actually super popular. I like it."

I chased it with water, then I sliced open the cup, stabbing a sliver of pineapple with the little plastic fork. “After this, we’re going straight to Evan’s," Asher said. ”He wants to show us something about Lila’s past.” “Good,” I said, taking another bite of sandwich. “Because I wanna know exactly who we’re dealing with.” The pineapple actually was sweeter than I anticipated. What a sweetness, almost, and then a very faint metallic aftertaste which made me crinkle my nose. “What’s wrong?” Asher asked.

I chirp. “It has pineapple in it?” “No, just is made to resemble one,” I say with amusement. She tentatively sniffs the golden treat and takes a small bite, but within seconds her eyes are closing, and a contented moan is rising up her throat making me giggle. “Oh my god, this is so good! Where did you get it?” She asks, digging into the rest of the bun. “The kitchen staff make them for me. I’m sure they’d make you some if you asked nicely.”

The buzz between the guests quiets down as she gestures towards the center table where two stunning, moon shaped cakes sit side by side, surrounded by moon phase cupcakes with swirls of pastel pink and soft blue frosting. Jensen and I exchange a glance, his eyes twinkling with the same nervous energy fluttering in my stomach. I still can’t believe I let Piper talk me into this elaborate gender reveal, but now, standing here with everyone we love, I’m so glad I did. Piper hands each of us a knife and wiggles her eyebrows. “Since you’re having two little pups, you each get to cut one. Ready?” My heart races as I look down at the moon cake in front of me. The silver fondant glistens under the s

Acting like I have never lived the tradition before. I push open the door of Paw’s Bakery, letting the scent of warm pastries and fresh coffee swallow me whole. Today I crave pineapple muffins. Their sweetness these days always manages to soothe me. When my order arrives and I sink my teeth into the soft crumb, my gaze snags on a table nearby. Erianna and Ephraim. Sitting together. Cozy and sweet.