The New Topping Novels & Stories

“Mmmm. This is so good. Did you make this yourself?” He nodded and watched me lick my lips. His eyes darkened slightly. He had to shake his head to clear whatever thoughts were flooding his mind. The ding on the oven, made us both jump, telling us the oven was ready to the temperature we needed. He sprinkled parmesan cheese and oregano onto the uncooked dough and put it into the oven to partially bake. He pulled out different toppings for the pizza. Pepperoni, black olives, banana peppers, mushrooms, some other seasonings, just in case, and of course, mozzarella cheese. It was the fresh stuff, still formed in a ball, not like the shredded cheese I have used before.

The wedding is five days away. While I know our wedding cake is going to be a cannoli cake with cream cheese frosting and pretty chocolate designs that will be dusted in gold. I might know what our wedding cake looks like, but trying to confirm what topper to go on the cake is a whole other story. The three of us agreed to come out in a poly relationship at the reception. So, I want the cake topper to resemble that. I find it ridiculous that I can’t decide on a damn cake topper from the catalog in front of me.

A soft voice in my head mumbled, reminding me after an eternity of femininity and a relationship I should be having with the opposite gender. ‘Double scoop with caramel and cashew toppings for you. Cranberry for you and plain vanilla with chocolate for me.’ Ishit jumps, and giggles like a teenager. A boyish grin plays on his handsome face when he nibbles slightly on his cone. He closes his eyes and cherishes them, pushing me into a daze.

"Yes?" "Heres, your black coffee. No sugar and a sliced of Cheese cake. Galing sa pantry natin sa baba, they want to let you taste it first bago i-release" naupo ako sa swivel chair ko at pinagmamasdan itong mabuti. "What's this green topping?" I asked. "That's horseradish "Really?" I smile, horseradish is one of my favorite organic vegetable.

Everyone at Toppings is wealthy or at least rich as Toppings is the most expensive college in the whole of Mexico but these girls flaunt their riches, throwing weekly parties, wearing flashy clothes from top brands, and cars worth huge budgets, they work so hard to show it off. "Hi Roby" Roseline, the leader of The Elites speaks first, calling me in a way that makes my ears itch. I don't know if it is her tiny voice or the name she calls me that does that. "it's Robins" I corrected giving her my fake name. The name everyone knows me with at Toppings 'Robins Tyla' "Oh please, it's less boring, right girls?" "Of course, duh" Ava and Lilly the remaining members of the elites responded simulta

Into a big bowl went three scoops—vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry—then a splash of pineapple, a drizzle of chocolate syrup, a handful of strawberries, a cloud of whipped cream, crunchy nuts, and finally, two bright red cherries on top. He slid the creation across the counter like a pro. Destiny waved her hand, conjuring a napkin bib around Argun’s neck. Everyone burst into laughter. Argun grinned. “Thank you! Spoon, please!”