Pinkie Pie Family Novels & Stories

"You really want this to occur." Sabrina clapped abruptly. "Alright! Everybody, stop tormenting my son. We can harass him more after dessert." "I'm not your son," Saben growled. "You are today," she winked. As the family erupted into laughter once more, the energy reverted to joyful mayhem—more pancakes, more unwanted baby name ideas, more jokes, and way too much sugar. Saben grabbed another muffin with a pretended scowl. "This had better be worth it," he grumbled.

He himself didn't wish to see her, chuckling a little bit darkly, he entered his car and drove off. ** Nova whistled happily as she mixed the dough, she was in her apartment, an apron tried around her waist. Apple pie was one of their family recipe, it was always passed on from one generation to another. It made them remember the sweetness of life. "Aunty Nova, do I smell something sweet? Nikky dashed in the house, playing his usual innocent face as he hopped to Aunt Nova. Nova laughed heartily, what was up with this boy and his excessive love for food?

"But there is one pie left, we could give it to a customer." "Yeah, but then there would be nothing left for the workers. They also have to eat, right?" He smiled. "Yeah, they do." "It's a lemon pie, you'll love it." I cut into the lemon pie and hand-fed Charlie a bite in his mouth. "Mmmm. This is delicious!" He raved. "Mommy, can I have some too?" Misty's tiny voice followed. "Sure baby." Charlie helped us while we packed the remaining items. "Where is your car parked?" He asked.

Kevan persuaded her after their fruitless search in all the famous malls. "Sincerity?" Larissa pondered for a moment, and then an idea struck her. She eagerly tugged at Kevan's sleeve. "Didn't Grandpa mention how he misses the homemade pies that Grandma used to make for him during the holidays?" Kevan remembered that there was indeed such a thing. Their family loved pies, and they would prepare pies during different holidays. The pies at home were made by the chefs. They would make the pastry and fillings themselves, and Kevan felt it was delicious. However, his father always insisted that Grandma's pies were better; even his mother concurred with that sentiment.

That far below their status. I scooped up a glass of pineapple juice I didn’t even know I liked and took a big gulp. The guys must have gotten groceries delivered because Finch was cooking up a storm and they had all sorts of things for me. I eyed some oatmeal pies and decided those were in my sights for later. Jack got in my face, getting impatient. But his eyes looked so … hopeful. “Oh uhm, yeah we’re having like four babies, there’s a picture,” I said, shaking my head and pointing to Finch.

she said widening her eyes as she muttered, “Living with you has made me more forgetful.” “Hey, how is this my fault? And we had been living together since we were kids, except for a very brief period in between,” I said pouting at her and before we would star a sisterly fight Cain intervened coming to take my hand as he said, “I think I heard Michael call us.” Following us Leia scampered to reach the door first as she opened it for us and entering in I saw all the decorations done in shades of pink and blue as all our friends and family wore colors of that theme as well.

I said. Then looked at their families “so Gabe’s family; Jamie, Lily & Frederick. Jeremy’s family; Delilah, Kai, Smith & Zack. Susie’s family; Lapis, Nimbus, Sinon & Raja. Fritz’s family; Darrel, Kream, Kal, Harold, Zephyr, Tia, Sara, Deus, Kana, Skye-Flame & Micah. Cassidy’s family; Jason, Merve, Lucy & Jasper. And Charlotte’s family; Henry Emily, Liz Emily, Sammy Henry and Mia Henry. Williamson’s family; Jean, Nimas & Samuel. Stanley’s family; Byrama, Kane & Derek, Aliza’s family; Tiana, Weber & Elon, Reggie’s family; Daniel, Micah, Angel & Jesse, Autumn’s family Seabreeze & Heiki and Zion & Robinson’s family; James & Sabina, and many more to count. My FNAF will continue to grow” I said as

But mostly pink since most of my wardrobe is in that color. "I want chicken pie too, please." Yes, she definitely adores me too much that she'd copy anything I do or eat or own. I should be flattered but at the same time afraid if I'd give her bad influence. Though Owen and Hugo welcome it since she has no female figure considering there are only two gay dads and five older brothers. "Papa!" She suddenly shouts in the middle of the restaurant when we're enjoying our food. Kimmie and Cleo turn to him then look at each other, sending coded messages that I am very familiar with.

As Piki was about to get out of her seat, she stopped and looked at her mother, saying, “Thank you, mommy, for the breakfast.” “Aww, I can't believe my baby is going to be Eight years old today. It was just yesterday, you were wrapped in a blanket.” Peach said with tears beaming in her eyes. Grinning at her, Piki chuckled at her mother's cheesy behavior since she does it every year on her birthday, and then she picked up the plate, pausing as she looked at her father, saying, “Dad, is uncle Bryan, Scorpio, Matt, Ryan, Jame, Rookie, Jerome, Dice, Larry, and Ricky coming again this year to my party?”

And I knew I'd miss hanging out after school at the diner where she worked-they had the best lemon pie. There was no lemon pie here. And even though there were tons of new stories to read, they weren't stamped with the logo of my mom's favorite shop. And they didn't smell like they'd been loved. But I had to make do. This wasn't permanent-my mom would get better. And I would go home. "Jude's a weird name." I cocked my head to the side and considered what Portia said. I didn't think she meant it to be cruel; it sounded more like curiosity.