Strawberry Shortcake's Berry Bitty Adventures Blueberry Muffin Novels & Stories

He looks around and Merlin grins. “Take what you want, it’ll grow back before long.” Kai nods and walks down the lit path until he sees some blueberry bushes, the berries were huge and perfect, not a blemish on them. He lifts his t-shirt to form a pouch to be able to carry them and picks enough for the muffins plus a few extra handfuls. They’re one of her favourites, she could have some fresh with the muffins.

I continued mixing the batter, folding in the blueberries when it was ready. I placed the muffin tin into the oven, and the timer started ticking down. Minutes later.... The timer had gone off, and the muffins turned out great. I wiped my flour-dusted hands on my apron and carefully lifted the warm blueberry muffin from the tin, its golden top still steaming, berries glistening with juice. The sweet, buttery aroma filled the baking area as I placed it gently on a small square of parchment paper. I folded the edges neatly around the base to catch any crumbs, then slid it into one of our sturdy brown paper takeaway bags.

Ben said, a small smile on his face. “I am good, Benny, and you?” Alessandro said, effortlessly conversing with my little brother, and I could not help but stay glued to the ground and watch them interacting. I went on to start preparing the blueberry muffin while the two continued talking. “You came in when Amy and I were about to start making blueberry muffins. Do you want to join us?” Ben asked, looking up at Alessandro. “You are going to make blueberry muffins?” “Yea! Amy makes the best blueberry muffins in the whole world!” Ben answered, that big smile back on his face and motioned his hands to make a circle.

Shit! I grab what I assume is a chocolate chip muffin in one hand while pouring creamer and sugar into the coffee with the other. To my disappointment, I learn it's blueberry as I bite into it, scrunching my nose while stirring the coffee. With the mug in one hand and the muffin in the other, I make my way to the closet, nudging it open with my foot.

There’s powdered sugar on top like fresh snow. “These aren’t in the case,” she says, placing them gently on the counter in front of Theo. “They’re from my special menu.” Theo’s eyes nearly pop out of his head. “Special like… secret?” She nods. “Very exclusive. Kiddie-tested, adult-approved.” “What kind are they?” She taps each one. “Blueberry lemon zest. Banana-chocolate chip. Strawberry shortcake.” “I want all of them,” he whispers. “Start with one, buddy,” I say, though I can’t help smiling.

“What are you making?” His voice is like marinated wine in my ear. The sudden magnetism of it pulls me in. “Some double chocolate chip muffins, blueberry toasted casserole, cinnamon rolls with cream cheese icing. Blueberry cake for dessert. Buttermilk biscuits too with raspberry jam.” I say softly. He doesn’t stop nuzzling into my neck, humming against my skin and running the tip of his nose against it, his hot breath fanning against my neck. I feel my skin slowly heating up and I clutch the bowl in my hand a little tighter.

“Thanks, Bell.” “Don’t thank me yet,” she smirked, grabbing a second apron from the hook behind the pantry door and throwing it directly at my head. “If you’re going to stand around pondering the heavy complexities of the human condition, you’re going to do it while being useful. Put that on. You’re helping me bake.” I caught the apron, laughing as I tied it around my waist. “What are we even making anyway?” “Blueberry muffins,” she declared proudly, handing me a container of fresh berries and a sifter. “Vane’s favorite. And since you two were incredibly gross and dramatic yesterday, I figure the least you can do is help me welcome him back with carbohydrates.”

“Took you long enough. I was almost expecting to be left alone for the first time since I arrived.” “Shit.” Gavin took a seat as I added blueberries. “What are you making?” “Protein muffins.” “Why are you guys late?” That made me smile. “Well, do you want the clean version or the dirty?” Gavin shook his head. “Middle.”

I retorted as the lady, Cory poured me a cup of coffee and dropped a box of apple juice for Sky. “Lucky charm.” He said as he pointed at another cereal. “No. Pick something that is not cereal.” I replied as he pouted. “Pancake.” He said as I nodded. “Strawberry or blue berries.” “Blue berries.” He replied as I raised my hand at Cory. “Give us blue berry pancakes, bacon, eggs and more juice for the kid. Also, I like my coffee black.” I ordered as I gave Cory a smile while handing her the coffee.

I pouted for effect. She laughed and passed it to me. I inhaled and groaned because it was my favorite flavor too – strawberries and cream. I took a bite out of it, savoring the flavorful notes that grew and exploded as they collided with my tastebuds. It was made with real pieces of strawberries that we grew in our garden instead of the imitation kind. Perhaps I could smuggle her into wherever I ended up with promises of orgasmic muffins to whomever the Alpha was. Nobody could say no to her muffins. Not even the most vile monsters would be capable of that.