Strawberry Astronaut Novels & Stories

Their walk around the center was filled with giggles and laughter. Gavin is having so much fun trying out many different things. They actually walked back to the earlier kiosk they saw that served the sweetened strawberries to get one. The small fruit was served in a stick and they walked around munching on it, enjoying the sweet taste of it on their tongue.

"Yes. That is a yes." Kenzie looked down at the bowl on the tray. She picked up one of the fruits. It was the size of a strawberry, but resembled a grape in shape and was oddly orange. They must have had different foods too. It made sense since they live in space or on a different planet. She was sure things would not grow the same.

He placed me beside him, Theós sitting down on the other side of me. "Here. Finish this so you can go to bed." As soon as Theós placed the tray on my lap, I grabbed my fork and tore into my bowl of fruit. Stabbing a strawberry, I plopped it into my mouth, chewing happily at the sweetened fruit. Strawberries aren't usually this sweet. The only time there this sweet is when- "Did Timothy put sugar on the fruit?" Aries asked, snatching the bowl from my tray, pulling it closer to his face. "He did! I swear-"

Haru said, making Luke chuckle. Haru gave Alessandra the strawberry tart and the strawberry milk while Luke asked for the crepe cake and matcha latte. Alessandra took a bite out of her tart, leaving a mess on either side of her cheek. Luke quickly took out his phone and took a picture of Alessandra before helping her clean her face. "She really gets lost in her own world when she eats strawberries," Luke said. "Yeah, she does. Other teachers pointed that out too. She really focuses on enjoying those strawberries." Haru said and they both chuckled.

“Sausage, egg, and cheese croissants, strawberries, orange juice, and cream cheese danishes. She also packed some raw veggies, chips, sandwiches, and bottled water for lunch if the trip runs a little longer than expected.” “Sounds great. And I’m starving, so I guess you have to feed me.” “Why? You have two hands, and I’ve got to use my own to feed myself.” “Because you, my dear, are precious cargo that I have vowed to keep safe. I can’t risk driving with one hand through the mountains, in the rain! So...strawberry please.” She rolled her eyes at me before she pulled the container from the bag and opened it up. She picked up a big dark strawberry and brought it to her lips before sinking her

asked Olivia. "Come on, let's go to the greenhouse," Zayden invited. "Greenhouse?" Only when Zayden took her to the greenhouse, where strawberries grow, could Olivia follow him. Olivia, who was very enthusiastic, followed Zayden's steps while endlessly admiring the beauty of the surrounding plantations. As they arrived at the greenhouse, the fresh and enticing aroma of strawberries welcomed them. Olivia was overjoyed to see hundreds of strawberry plants thriving in the greenhouse. Each plant looked healthy and well-maintained, producing bright red and tempting fruit.

"My family's driver met me at the airport with it. I knew you guys would be starving in this dirty little greenhouse." The tray was totally over the top. It was loaded with bowls of fresh organic strawberries, dark raspberries, powdered French pastries, and four glass bottles of imported iced espresso resting on shaved ice. Justin stared at the spread like he had just won the lottery. "Whoa. Free berries?" "Don't touch the strawberries yet, Justin, they're Carter's favorite," Britney said, sliding right onto the wooden bench beside Carter and bumping her shoulder into his arm. She picked up a glass bottle of espresso and held it out to Carter, flashing a bright white smile that didn't reach

Funny how love makes people see things differently, he thought as he glanced at Rain who was obviously mesmerized by Ami. “Rainaldo, quit staring! Let’s go. Mansour was already by her side whistling a tune. They enjoyed walking picking stray berries now and there. When they came upon a shrub with fruits that look like strawberries, Ami picked one and offered it to Mansour. Mansour was intrigued and bit into it only to discover the inside as hollow. “We call it wild strawberry because it looks like a strawberry.” They continued walking until Ami’s stomach rumble stopped them, they all laughed.

Music played softly in the background, laughter echoed among the rows of vines, and glasses clinked in toasts to the past, present, and future. Lily sat quietly on the porch, watching the festivities unfold. Emilia joined her, carrying two glasses of wine. “To the next chapter,” Emilia said, raising her glass. “To the next chapter,” Lily echoed, their glasses meeting with a soft chime. As they sipped their wine, the stars above seemed to shimmer brighter, casting their light over the vineyard that had withstood the tests of time. The vines swayed gently in the breeze, as if whispering their approval, carrying the stories of love, resilience, and unity to the heavens.

I cried a little longer into his chest. Eventually, he lifted my chin, holding my gaze. “I have strawberries.” That caught me off guard. “What?” “Strawberries,” he repeated, like it was the most natural pivot in the world. “I’ve figured you like them. Your keyring has a strawberry charm, you always order a strawberry boba at that cafe, and your hair… the night you slept over, it smelled of strawberries.” I laughed beside myself. “Okay, I might have a slight obsession with the fruit.”