Sans X Ketchup Novels & Stories

She snapped. "I asked if I should call the doctor but—" "I don't want a doctor!" She half yelled. "I don't need a doctor Xavier, I just want to be left alone." Xavier sighed deeply. "What about food? What will you eat? Don't you want the pizza anymore?" "No I don't, just make me some soup." "What!" Xavier yelled. Scarlett glared dangerously at him, she choose to ignore him and then she laid down back. Xavier shook his head. "Fine, I'll make you your soup." He said before storming out of the room.

"Do you know how to solve for number five? The 3x squared over 9xy something-something." I pursed my lips and started walking backward. "Uh, sorry what? I can't understand what you're saying." "PRIVET!" Sashka called and I started running away. "See you boys later at the game!" "Kai, are you a food vendor?" Cece asks, annoyed, when a bunch of popcorn falls on her uniform. Besides the yellow buttery kernels, Kai had a hotdog, corndog, soda, and an entire box of cookies.

Monroe clapped her hands together. "Pfft. You just want to see Kovit up close. Remember, he doesn't hook up." Ken argued, running a hand through his sweating hair. "Your flirting sucks so bad that it harms my intestine's functionality." Monroe kicked Ken and ran ahead. "Jeremy don't forget." Jeremy played no heed to Ken chasing after Monroe at bull speed and dialed up Sasha. Two rings later, a sleepy voice answered him. "I didn't eat the banana chips yesterday." Jeremy stopped for a second and then responded. "So you did eat them last night." The times Sasha had sneaked in midnight snacks were uncountable and the digestive problems she inflicted on herself were innumerable too.

He boasted and went back to coating the chicken in whatever liquid was in the pan. “I’m guessing the surprise is whatever’s inside?” She cocked and amused eyebrow, spying the bell pepper packaging sticking out of the garbage bin. “That and the explosive taste. I hope your time in Mexico has improved your tolerance for spicy food.” He commented as he removed the delectable chicken from the pan. “I lived with Peter for a year, the man has no taste buds.” Serenity shrugged and shook her head sadly. “Good thing I do.” Xander held up both plates that were now beautifully garnished with soy sauce and a sprinkle of fresh spring onion, “Will you grab the wine for the fridge, please?” He blew her a k

Maybe if I impressed her, she’d drop the attitude. I pulled out eggs, butter, salt, and my secret ingredient—cornstarch. Working quickly, I prepped the meal while Greg and Mackenzie chatted about sports. When the eggs were done, I buttered toast and plated everything. Just as I was about to sit, Mackenzie spoke up. “Can I have some ketchup?” “Babe, you should really try them without—” Greg started, but she cut him off. “I only like eggs with ketchup,” she said tersely.

“You should be scared, Marquess. After all, you know I can destroy you no matter what your rank is.” Santi went quiet and mumbled back. “I know.” “Good.” Xanthe could feel the tension. No wonder Isis was always fooling around with the Marquess, when he gets serious like this, he’s scary. So Xanthe broke the ice. “So…” She said with a smile. “Are we buying a fridge at the mall? What kind?” Santi answered. “The most expensive one.” She grimaced and smiled, why was she not surprised?

Frowning I looked where they are looking and saw Xan giving them a death glare. I smirked. Like father, like son. Entering we took a seat in one of the booths. Xan as I knew ordered a burger, fries, and a chocolate milkshake. While I, not feeling hungry, settled with a light burger and a coke. We were waiting for our order to arrive when Xan surprised me starting a conversation, "you not eating mommy." I know he is stating, not questioning but still, I decided to clear his little head. Hence smiling, I looked into his brown's answerers, " yes I wasn't eating your mommy."

Nadhea's index finger is typing McDonald's. A double burger order of meat and cheese, french fries and a double Coca cola was enough to fill his stomach. Mr. Xander's eyebrows went up the side, added One More serving and said, "I want that too. They all can not match me rarely sleep. But don't share this secret."

I said as I stroked my belly, throbbing from his hard kicks. "Do you want extra ketchup? Or extra mayonnaise?" Xander asked while opening the fridge, and his hand groped one by one the things in the refrigerator until he found the ketchup bottles. "It's up to you," I replied lazily. "I will complete your order in five minutes, ma'am." I heard him chuckle as he said that. "Whatever, you are the one who forced me to order food!" I said while rolling my eyes lazily. A few minutes passed, and Xander finally finished. He strolled and approached me, with one hand holding the tray while the other hand was on the wooden stick.

The convenience store only had these, and since you asked me to go quickly, I didn't dare to go to a farther mall to buy anything! Xavier: [They’re not ordinary at all. As long as you bought them, they’re the best things in the world! I can't bear to use them, so I plan to sleep with it tonight!] Serena: [...Sleep with a bottle of shampoo?! Mr. Blaze, are you sure you only have pneumonia and not something wrong with your brain?!] Xavier: "Haha! Of course not! It still has the traces of your touch on it! You're not here, so hugging it is like hugging you!"