Regular Show Chocolate Cake Novels & Stories

As promised, their future wedding will be broadcast on NYC television. “Babe, which flavor do you prefer?” Chloe inquired as to when the waiter would place the sample slices of cake for their engagement party. Helios’ brow furrowed as he reached for the spoon. He nibbled on the chocolate Bavarian on the left, then the four-season vanilla on the right. “I prefer the chocolate Bavarian,” he said as he set the spoon down. Chloe smiled broadly and nodded. “Perfect. What about the—” When Helios’ phone rings, Chloe comes to a halt.

I said back to him. As Shayla sat back down, the waitress brought in a molten chocolate cake with a sparkler on top, singing happy birthday with the other waiters, the plate had happy birthday written on it with caramel topping. I gave the best smile I could right now and pulled the sparkler out to wave it around some before taking a bite of the delicious cake. The cake would probably would be the best part of the entire night. Between Azai and my brother, I did not want to be here. I would have rather been tied to the back of a truck and drug down the road than be where I was at this moment.

"Really. When we get home. We'll make it a tradition. Once a month, we'll get dressed up and go somewhere nice and you can order whatever you want." Her eyes light up. "Anything?" "Within reason." "Can I get—" She leans in. Whispers like it's a secret. "—the chocolate cake? The really big one? With the gold on top?" "Yes," I say. "You can get the really big chocolate cake. Every single time." She smiles. And just like that, the chaos of this flight—the fainting, the questions, Alexander's crimes against properly breaded chicken—all of it becomes worth it.

So, I told them about our meet yesterday, and about my fucked up family. "I think your half brother is good with his words. And he got nothing to lose but more to gain. Just hang on and trust him." Max told me and Nikolai nodded to his words. Then Luka came with the cake. He was grinning from ear to ear, we were looking at him, then he gestured us to look at the cake. Then we all laughed loudly when we saw a very large penis-shaped cake, with manicured fingers fisting it, with the wording stated below 'To have and to hold'

"Ah, my favorite!" "Yes, sir. Flourless chocolate cake with chocolate ganache, raspberry filling and Kahlua whipped cream." "You spoil me, Claude." Claude gave a little bow to me with his hand over his heart. "I hope you enjoy as well, Miss Pearce." Licking my lips, I smiled back at the charming chef. "I'm sure I will, Claude. You're going to have to find a wheelbarrow and push me to the plane if you keep feeding me like this."

It's the most reasonable solution she had so far since she has no other solutions to help her mother. After a while, Roy orders came, an appetizing chocolate shortcake was served in front of Roy's eyes. Soon, the waiter lowered his tray to put the cake, and the sweet-looking vanilla milkshake on the sturdy wooden table. Rina can see the glimmer in Roy's eyes as he sees the shortcake and milkshakes come in pairs, as a couple of lovebirds. Roy sliced the chocolate shortcake delicately, he ate the spoonful of chocolate cake jovially. He touched both of his cheeks, overjoyed with the sweetness inside his mouth.

And lastly, the highlight. "Jacob! Jacob, time to blow the candle, " I called out as I light up the simple 3 tier chocolate cake designed with a batman theme, bursting with chocolate decorations. "Ma!" Jacob jumps on my back as he hugs me from behind. I pull him close and sat him on top of the table.

I was busy making a pitcher of orange juice for everyone to share. "Don't try to embarrass me." I whisper to her. She giggles softly. "I'm not." I grab one plate and walked closer to Hugo and Ben. I made a funny face that would make Ben smile like he used to but he's still staring at me impassively. He doesn't look excited to see the cake but his eyes tells me he wants to eat it. "Sit down." Hugo pulls out the chair next to him for me to sit. I glance at Vivian before sitting down since I see her giggling from where she was standing. I focus back on Ben. "This is your favorite cake Benny. See? It's chocolate truffle with mocha sprinkle." I chimed while making a funny face.

Helen gasps. "How lucky you are! So, what's the score on this one?" "10 out of 10. This one hits home," Beauty replies. The audience applauds again. Helen grins. "Alright, folks, we've got a gentle critic in the making here. Now, for the big question-dessert. Chocolate or strawberry cake?" "Chocolate. Hands down. No contest," Beauty answers instantly, giggling. Helen claps. "Lucky for you, the chef anticipated that. We've got a chocolate cake coming your way. But before you dive in, let's reveal the mastermind behind these dishes. Chef, come on out!"

I'm acting like a creep! “Ah, what can I get you, sir?” Camilla tried to steady her voice, not wanting to make the situation awkward. “Get me one of those cupcakes and a black coffee,” His hazel eyes raked over the shop. “You have great taste.” Camilla praised, “A heavenly piece of cupcake coming right up.” She joked. The door chime rang again, and she raised her head with a smile again, but her smile disappeared as soon as it appeared when she saw three goons from Donatello's walk in.