Novel & Cerita Roller Coaster Cake Topper

Vito stumped everyone. There were tables loaded with treats, everything from delicate finger sandwiches to hand-dipped cake pops shaped like rattles. Shelly even had personalized bottles of sparkling juice labeled “Baby Bimbina Bubbly”. I hadn’t stopped smiling in over an hour. And now, it was time. The cake stood like a tower of sugary mystery in the center of the ballroom. Five tall tiers of fondant, decorated in delicate pastel colors and sparkling edible glitter. On one side, baby blue with tiny gold stars. On the other, soft pink with fluttering butterflies. Across the middle in looping script:

she said glaring at Erek and I smiled, at least someone was doing the glaring I wanted to, "But I hope its okay. The cake boxes are also made." "Thank you so much you're a life saver." The simple elegant cake was a ivory colour which will make the caramelised popcorn stand out on its levels, not to mention the inside with its various toffee and caramel layers would be the 'wow' factor. There was also three options of groom and bride top pieces in a box so the couple could choose.

Pushing him to the side, I peeked into the box, a gasp escaping from my lips. “Wow, it's so beautiful” I said in a breath. “You actually listened to me.” “Of course I did, I value my life.” He chuckled, a smile forming on my lips as I recalled the last time we had a fall out over his choice which I refused to accept. The cake was shaped like a rocket ship blasting through space, with tiny edible astronauts waving from the windows. It was the perfect cake for the kids. “I doubt if Kiera will eat those astronauts. She will think she is eating her favorite cartoon." Trent chuckled.

She nodded and got back to work with a huge smile. After that, together we layered filling between the circular bases, creating a two-tier castle. The bottom one was wide and had cookie dough filling, while the top one had chocolate filling. Once it was done, I moved to prepare the four towers that would surround the castle. Ollie’s face lit up when I showed her how to stack the towers with wooden sticks and balance ice cream cones for turrets. “It’s perfect!” she squealed, clapping her hands excitedly. “You’re going to put it in the refrigerator to cool down,” I told her when she pulled a new bowl to prepare the frosting.

“I know. That’s why I had to pre-complain. Set the stage.” She laughs again and reaches for a small box on the table. “Okay, help me decide. Cake topper or no cake topper?” I peer into the box. The topper is simple—black and gold, just Happy Birthday in cursive. Classy. Understated. Very Gio. “Topper,” I say immediately. “He’ll pretend he doesn’t care and then stare at it for five full minutes.” “Exactly what I thought.” She grins, pleased, and sets it aside.

The black and white theme worked with little highlights of gold here and there. A spread of food and treats lined one wall with the three-tier cake with its white frosting and black cutouts of wolves racing up to the top tier where a custom moon topper sat saying ‘Prince or Princess.’ The bakery chef and I are the only ones that know the top layer of the cake contains candies that will reveal the genders. I have had to do my best to keep the knowledge safely stored in a far corner of my mind where André wouldn’t find it. I want him to be as surprised as everyone else when Alec and Crista cut into the cake. The party, of course, was a huge success.

Queen Chloris motions to the maids and signs, asking them to retrieve the cake. The maids, swiftly responding to Queen Chloris' signal, quickly swam off and soon returned, swimming in perfect synchronization. They carefully carried a tray with a beautifully adorned cake, expertly balancing it. With gentle movements, they placed the cake at the end of the honored table. The icing on the cake is a colored translucent gel, creating a captivating visual effect. The actual cake itself is of a dark opaque color, making it a bit challenging to discern the exact shades before it is cut. The cake consists of three tiers, showcasing its elegance and grandeur.

One of the employees, a man with a paper hat and an apron, smiles at us. "That's new," I say, pointing at what I think is a milkshake machine. We watch as the employee pulls a lever, and bright-pink ice cream quickly pours out. Before filling the glass cup, the employee stops. He then adds whipped cream, red stars, and two straws. Finally, we stare at a three-layer cake. On the middle layer, there is a little hover traincraft, going around in circles. Looking at the traincraft, Shocker reaches down and pulls out his holo-display. While Shocker types a message, I sneak a glance at him. Seeing him smile, I feel something beating in my chest. When he's done, Shocker flips his holo-display over

The DJ played a lively tune, and the children danced around the halls. In the midst of the celebration, a magnificent cake was brought forth. It was a cake tower made of white icing and it was adorned with sugar roses and butterflies. I’d instructed the baker to design it extra special, as nothing seemed too much when it came to my baby. Princess Cleo’s eyes shone as the cake was brought before her.

The layers were trimmed in gold pearl dots of icing. The top tier had delicate chain link icing with alternating dark purple and gold flowers. The bottom layer had roses matching the two shades of purple, one row for each shade and then dozens of the tiny little dark purple flowers to blend with the top layer. Mackenzie had even piped a large purple rose that was tucked in on the small overlap between the layers. Somewhere Barb had managed to find huge candles for the eighteen. They were gold trimmed with purple rhinestones filling in the number space. She waited until the cake was placed in front of me to pull the wax stems and actually light the candle.