Snake Fruit Basket Novels & Stories

Ecto, whose ultimate dream is to take corporeal form, can never understand such wanton disregard for life, limb and digits. This New Year’s, the noisemakers are mainly party blowers, boom boxes, drum sets, and car horns. On the dining table meanwhile, the centerpiece has been replaced by a basketful of round-shaped fruits from 12 different species: apple, watermelon, melon, grape, orange, velvet apple, lychee, lemon, pomelo, avocado, mango and pineapple. The circular shape symbolizes coins and prosperity while the number 12 represents the 12 months of the year. Still, there’s no lack of savory dishes like pancit noodles, rice cakes, grilled fish, roast chicken, and spring rolls.

Avery’s POV Fiona was standing about ten feet away with a small basket hooked over one arm, looking at me like a deer in headlights. I straightened up slowly, my harvested plants already tucked into my basket. I held her gaze while I tugged the gloves off. “Are you the one who snipped off those plants?” I asked. “What plants?” I inclined my head toward the basket. Fiona sighed and moved the cloth aside. I saw only a small sandwich wrapped in plastic film, an apple, and a can of one of those zero-calorie seltzer drinks that were popular in the human lands.

"Whatever you have, Emily," The little girl pulled out from underneath the stall a basket of fruits of all shapes and colors. Each little finger pointed at each fruit and said, "The black dragon fruit helps the fire-system spirit beast increase its attack power. The blue hedgehog helps the ice-system spirit beast increase its defense; the spiny hedgehog helps the spirit beast level up; I am not sure what effect the red avocado has. Most of them come from murky forests." "Heavy goods, yes?" Aoip asked.

The air hung heavy with the sweet scent of ripe mangoes and the earthy aroma of freshly turned soil. “Thanks for bringing us here, I will take it up from here,” Rufus said to the man guiding us. The man nodded his head in acknowledgement and then left. I chuckled at Rufus’s reaction after telling me not to smile at anyone just the way I did to the man. “C’mon, Rufus. Let’s just continue our tour,” I said with a smile and then he steered me through the maze of stalls, his arm brushing mine occasionally. He pointed out exotic fruits I had never seen before - spiky rambutans with their crimson flesh peeking through, and knobby kola nuts used in traditional ceremonies. I, in turn, marveled at th

The other three came over. Kai was holding a bamboo basket in his hand. Speaking up, "We found a few supplies, a bamboo basket, flint, and a pot." Julio asked, "Did you find some ingredients?" Kai handed over the basket, "We stepped on a bit of mushrooms along the way." He placed the basket on the ground. Aurora walked over and glanced inside the basket. A frown instantly creased her brow. She raised her eyes and looked at Kai. "Mr. Kai, most of these are poisonous and can't be eaten."

Food, herbs, clothes made from the finest materials, wine, and of course, there were about ten elks and caribou. I stood there lost, not knowing how to react to all of this. I wasn't expecting this much from anyone. We did this for Veridian, for us all. Fenwa leaned closer and whispered with a big grin on her face, "Do you think any of those baskets carry birst fruits in it?" I shook my head; she was concerned about her fruits and nothing else.

I check its body to see a big cut on its right foot. “Princess, what are you doing up there!? I’ve been looking for you, you suddenly disappeared behind me.” I look down to see Lana shouting right down me. I look at her and see the basket she is carrying full of different kinds of fruits that I never seen before. It is unusual kinds of fruit that doesn’t exist to the place I came from. The fruits have these weird colors and shapes. “Sorry Lana I saw this cage and this big bird caught in it. I thought I can save it but…… it seems like it is already dying.” I answer back as I show her the now lifeless bird I am holding.

It was still his job as an explorer to remove the snakes from the path so everyone stood right back and gave him room to figure out what to do. He first examined his surroundings to see what was possible. The branches on the trees were too flimsy and would break rather easily. The rocks might be able to kill the snakes but that seemed a bit much even though he was willing to eat them moments earlier. Not too far in the distance Wren saw an old basket that would do what he needed. He lassoed his rope to grab the basket and threw it on top of the snakes. After that, he was able to swiftly turn the basket over and confine all snakes inside using a nearby branch without getting bit himself.

Instead, my eyes landed directly on the large wooden table in the center of the living room. Sitting right there was a silly mountain of fresh berries, sliced melons, and rare honeyed plums—every single one of them my favorite childhood fruits. The basket was huge, wrapped in a simple white silk ribbon without a single card or name attached to it. But the scent of rain and old ash was faintly clinging to the wicker. It was an anonymous order from the royal kitchen, a weak, silent peace offering from a king who didn't know how to use his words.

I followed him, standing behind him. He picked up a basket that was on the table, and passed it to me. I gawked at him, collecting it from him. “W-What’s this for?” I asked, looking down at the basket that comprises certain fruits and vegetables. He swallowed his saliva before scratching the back of his head. “I was told that they are good for the legs. That's why I got them for you,” he explained, looking a bit nervous. I noticed it. “You can give them out if you don't want it anyway,”