Pure Vanilla Cookie Scared Novels & Stories

I asked. “WHAT!” he screamed like a pregnant woman who’s water just broke. “I said why you got the cookies. Why are you so surprised by me eating?” I take a second cookie. “Where did you get this? I want to order more of this, it really is deliiiiiii…. commander why are you turning white?” I started getting worried at his face. I think something is not good. The old man never shows emotions most of the time. “Imperial Knight ET Blanc, the cookie you just have eaten is a cookie causing a lot of trouble in South. How are you feeling?” He sat down massaging his head. I think I am going to die, now. I concluded.

Why was I so scared all of a sudden? “Ah, yes, yes, of course, your aunt Elyn is something else,” Brian said. “Now go on. What do you want from me, little girl? Dad will do anything for you.” “I know, daddy, and I want you to dance with Raven.” “Yes?” “Why do I have to explain every little thing?” “My Goddess, Cookie, how old are you? Fifty?” “I am turning six in a month,” she giggled before pushing him towards me. I stared at him as he hesitated for a second before he smiled and shrugged.

"Thin Mints, Mother? You didn't even buy a single box of Tagalongs?" Maria laughs lightly as I stare at the scene. It's such a normal interaction—one I'd have in my home, but not one I'd expect here. "Vincent, you are thirty-three years old. You can buy your own Girl Scout cookies." Vincent's face droops in a sad expression. It's sorrowful like he expects to never eat another cookie again. Does he not know where to buy them in cookie season? Surely someone in his office has a daughter who sells them. He acts like the cookies magically appear in his mother's pantry.

“Papa I want two cookies with choco milk……..” “No cookies, I hate cookies, I want a cake with my Chocmilk” Jordan said those lines as he stared at the tray with cakes and cookies. “Merida loved cookies…..” Jordan’s cold expression crumbled into softness as a tear rolled down his cheek, he looked broken when he let his emotion take over his plain face, Slowly he raised his hand in which he was holding the cookie and bit onto it. “Michel hated cookies…….” He spoke again as he slowly swallowed the cookie.

He wouldn't trade his fiance for the world. "What'd she want? Some good ol' sex." I tease him. "I wish." He says laughing at me as he teasingly pushes me away. "She wanted ice cream and waffles." Chloe, Lucas' fiance, has been pregnant for 6 months and as you can notice, she's been having some midnight cravings for a while now. "Don't get me wrong, I love her so much, but she send me back to make new waffles because the previous ones were too brown." I laugh as I picture Chloe ordering Lucas around all night.

“Wow, Autumn, your cookies are amazing. Can I ask you to make more for me next time?” “Sure.” Autumn scratched her head a little awkwardly. Were they really that good? That sounded a bit exaggerated! … Another Monday came. Vanessa entered her classroom and carefully took the cookie tin from her bag, along with a carton of milk. Just then, Sienna walked in and immediately spotted the familiar tin on Vanessa’s desk. She rushed over at once. Her eyes fixed on the cookies, Sienna’s tone carried a trace of displeasure. “Vanessa, where did you get those cookies?”

“Make some for me too.” I blinked at him. “You didn’t let me have any of the cookies you made last time,” he continued. “I had to eat the defective ones—” “What?” My eyes widened in horror. Pierce abruptly stopped speaking. He blinked once, looking as though he had just realized he’d admitted something he shouldn’t have. There had been several ruined cookies from that unfortunate baking attempt. Some were burned, while others were still nearly raw in the middle. I had specifically told Jenna to throw them away.

“No cookies for the rest of the month." Julian frowned. “I made those so Faye could eat them Sandra. All of them." Sandra frowned back. “She ate them. Three of them to be precise and three is enough for Faye. Too much sweet is bad for her.” “Sandra... those are Softbatch Cream Cheese Chocolate Chip Cookies! They're not all sweet and surely won't make Faye fat or obese! She could eat a thousand of them and she won't gain cholesterol and even if she did we're rich. We'll give her a whole damn museum of gym equipment to burn those fats.”

“What?” “Did you not hear a word of what we were talking about?” Kiara asked, her dark eyes narrowing on me. “Tell me, you’re not dreaming about Cole when we all are here?” “Yeah. That would be so rude.” Scarlett added. “But, I’ll forgive you if you have something like ice cream or pastries?” “I have homemade cookies, if you want.” I offered. “Who made them?” Kiara asked, “Cole?” I shook my head. “No. I did. I watched the tutorial on yóutûbe.”

“Yeah, that’s fine. I’ll take meat lovers.” She smiled up at me as she got off of me. She pecked my cheek before running away to the tables covered in food. I turned back to watch Scarlett again, but she had disappeared. I started looking around again when a small plate of white macadamia nut cookies was put in front of my face. “Cookie?” I looked up at Scarlett as I took a cookie from her. She shifted nervously before sitting in the chair next to me, facing me. “Can we talk?”