Pinkie Pie Excited Mga Nobela at Kwento

"You and I know you are lying, I know pie is your favorite and you can't deny it." I don't know where the courage to do this came from but I enjoy it! Suddenly, the corners of his lips curve into an amused smirk. "Alright.." he laughs. "You got me." I straighten up and giggle like an excited child, clapping my hands with excitement. "Yeah!" I rejoice, bouncing up and down. "I got you! I know what you like!" I sing with excitement. "Don't feel too full of yourself, little wife," he scoffs as he brings the pie out of the box. "Let's see what we have here," he mutters more to himself than to me as he brings out a spoon and a piece out of the pie.

All I could focus on was Piper's mouth and the way she smiled at me over her fork. "Zander." My eyes turned toward William who looked irritated. "What?" "What do you think about it?" "About what?" Piper smiled and took another bite of her food. I watched her chuckle under her breath as if she enjoyed taunting me. Distracting me. William sighed. "About Vivian's pie?" I glanced down at my untouched pie, and swiftly took a bite. "Delicious," I said. Vivian smiled half-heartedly. "It's delicious," Piper said, swiping a piece of hair from her forehead. Tugging at the front of her dress, she adjusted herself, and slowly stood up. "Do you need help with the dishes?"

"But it's getting close to dinner time. Are you feeling hungry?" Her eyes widened in response. "Dinner?" she repeated, a hint of excitement in her voice. "Absolutely," I confirmed. "How does pizza sound? Maybe from Uncle Alex's?" A huge grin spread across Chloe's face. "Pizza!" she exclaimed, tossing her unicorn aside in her enthusiasm. "Can we have pepperoni?" "Of course," I laughed. "Anything you want, princess. Just give me a few minutes to get everything ready. Why don't you try to wake up all the way in the meantime?"

kind of naughty —You are here. —Erika looks at me for a moment and then takes a silly one out of the oven. She loves pies and more so apple pies, it's something we have in common. —I thought you were coming late so I thought I'd make you a Pay —she moves like crazy from one side to the other until she finds a candle in a bag —Ready.

she says. I nod excitedly. Washing my hands and getting on an apron. I was excited to make a pie for Rowan. It would be my first gift for him. My first time making something for Rowan.

Annabel begged, clasping her hands dramatically, her big eyes pleading like a pro negotiator. Gloria shook her head with unwavering resolve, her dark hair swaying gently. "Absolutely not. That pie is a sugar bomb cream, bananas, crust, all loaded with the good stuff. Pair it with milk or juice, and you're overloading your systems. Water balances it out, keeps you hydrated, and prevents that post-pie crash. Trust me, I've got your best interests at heart."

“That hasn’t changed.” She studied me carefully, like she was measuring something. Then she smiled again. “Fine,” she said. “I’ll try something else.” “Please don’t.” “Oh, I definitely will.” And with that she handed me the volcanic pie. I took it out of pure survival instinct because who knows what would happen if it fell. Then she walked back toward her apartment like this entire situation was perfectly normal. I stood there holding the pie. Staring at it. It hissed slightly, almost like it could hear my thoughts

She smiled to herself, without listening to anything that the person in front of him was speaking. "And I think it will be best if teachers include that too. Gracie? Are you even listening?" "Huh? Ah yeah! I think pineapples are a big no." She said, nonchalantly. Shaun knitted his brows, dumbfoundedly, letting out a mocking chuckle at how this girl is good at pretending and making answers. "What?" Gracie simply asked. "Weren't we talking about pizza and its toppings?" "Definitely not. That topic was over minutes ago." He explained as he picked his phone from the table looking at the 'oh' expression on Gracie's round face. He started scrolling through I*******m himself.

Fair. Pure joy. Reasonable. The sound filled the room. God. And immediately Lily's eyes became enormous. Fair. Then: "SHE LAUGHED!" God. Finished. Absolutely finished. Fair. The excitement exploded instantly. Reasonable. Lily practically launched herself across the room. God. Then stopped. Fair. Carefully. Reasonable. Because apparently even excitement had limits around Peanut. God. Then she laughed again. Fair. Deliberately this time. Reasonable. Trying to recreate the moment.

As soon as I got closer to their table, the ladies were making an effort to hide their apparent excitement. Sadly for them, my wolf already sensed their overflowing enthusiasm. They're floating all over the restaurant. "Can I have your orders now, ladies and gentlemen?" as required by the restaurant, I put an ear-to-ear smile on my face. "Mr. Cutiepie, can I have a piece of paper, please?" endearingly begged the middle-aged woman next to me. Her body shivered in excitement when I detached a piece of the notepad and laid it on the table.