Tmnt Pizza Novels & Stories

It took me a while to find a restaurant that delivers anywhere in the wind-land . I quickly dialed their number “Hello, this is an all-round pizza palace how may I help you” “I will like to order a medium size spicy chicken pizza with mushrooms as toppings” “Okay sir, please kindly share your location to this number and we will be at your doorstep in twenty to thirty minutes” I did as he said before I pressed play and continued watching the movie. Immediately I pressed play, the music box started playing “What’s wrong with a bizarre music box, I thought it was broken,” I said to myself

He wanted to give back and do something for her in return. One lazy weekend, Tynan decided to prepare some of Laura's favourite food to loosen her lips a little. If he wanted to make progress behind the mystery of her identity, he needed to put her in a good mood. Although Tynan didn't have any experience making a homemade pizza, he didn't think it would be that difficult. Sure, it wouldn't be round because his tray was rectangular but when they were cut into smaller pieces, Tynan thought that he could be a little creative to make it a pizza burger. Surely Laura wouldn't mind the extra cheese and honey beef patties, right?

Aunty Ely said filled with enthusiasm as she stood up to greet us. She hugged and kissed mom and Clea while I recieved a "Hello" and a quick hug. I bowed to show respect to Uncle Arnold. I sat next to Clea. I placed the napkin they provided on my lap. They started serving the foods. My eyes widened in fractions and my jaws were slightly dropped the moment I saw what they were serving. Louis XIII Pizza. Lobster Frittata. Bluefin Tuna. Cranberry-Blue Cheese Balls. And some dishes I couldn't even name. Quel's eyes met mine. He winked and pointed at the White Truffles. He winked at me. My f*cking favorite.

she muttered as she pulled him inside the restaurant. Twenty minutes later, a large deep-dish pizza topped with pepperoni, onions, peppers, and mushrooms was delivered to their window-front table. Hunter placed a slice on a plate and handed it to Poppy before he got one for himself. He watched as she cut off the tip of the triangle with a knife and fork, speared it, and popped it into her mouth. She closed her eyes and groaned. Hunter suppressed a grin, thinking privately that she'd made the same sound less than an hour earlier, only they'd both been naked at the time.

I was going to say you could start by charming her with pizza, but not like that,” Granny says. She sniffs the air. “You got anything normal in that stack?” “There’s a pepperoni with mushroom and spinach, a cheese with extra pineapple, a meat lovers with extra bacon, extra cheese, and extra meat, a buffalo chicken with broccoli, mushrooms, and alfredo sauce, and one taco with extra sour cream and lettuce,” Binksky rattles off. He’s basically a human hard drive. I’d say encyclopedia, but I’m not sure people know what those are anymore.

I shook my head. “Yes I can,” I said, “because I’m taking you for pizza instead!” It didn’t take any further convincing to get Tyler to the pizza shop just outside campus. He already looked a little more alive as we sat and looked at the menu. “I think you can tell a lot about a person from what pizza they get,” he said. “What’s your favorite?” “You’re not going to like it,” I said. “Try me.” “Hawaiian style. Pineapple and Canadian bacon, and then I ask them to throw some mushrooms and a little ricotta on top.”

Before I can tell him no, Vance is says; "Yes, we'll take an order of six breadsticks with dipping sauce, please." "I'll place the order of breadsticks and when those are done, I will bring those out and your drinks," Ryan says with a bright smile at us before walking away. "What kind of pizza do we want?" Vance asks while scanning the menu in front of him. "Pepperoni, uncle Van!" Tyler cheers looking up from his placemat; that he's coloring with a hopeful smile. "Sure Ty, Liam what kind would you like?" he asks looking up at me. "Um, pepperoni and pineapple on half?" I asked embarrassed; I know my preference most people don't like that combination.

Aunt Janet made delicious homemade pizza, but Leesa had insisted she did not want anyone going to extra trouble tonight and had asked to have pizza delivered from Giovanni’s instead, her favorite pizza place. Judy placed a Hawaiian style pizza in the center of the table, directly in front of Leesa. Leesa licked her lips. Giovanni’s always used plenty of pineapple and ham on their pizza. Aunt Janet placed the other pie—this one topped with the works—farther down the table. “Dig in,” Judy said. Everyone grabbed a slice and began to eat. Max stayed in the corner of the room, happily gnawing on a big steak bone Janet had picked up at the butcher shop on the way here.

I am looking at her shockingly. “I don’t have cash. I wonder if it will cost more than $100.” I take my phone to call Jack. “Let me tell you the amount, Chicken and rice platter: $7 per platter Specialty coffee – cappuccino (without cream): $3.5 each Double scoop cone (without chocolate chips): $4 each Pizza slice: $4 per slice Potato chips: $0.1 per packet. So the total comes to $33.2 and $0.5 tips = $33.7

He is the titleholder of the world's largest pizza-maker. "Good morning, what's your order?" I asked the person in front of me. He's been looking at the menu for about fifteen minutes now and seems like he can't decide what to eat. "One large Hawaiian pizza, five stretò vlint, no ice please, five blinchè desserts, and cauffèn overload for five people, that's it. How much is it?" I typed all of it on the computer then looked at him again. "That was three thousand five hundred, Sir," I said. Arche popped out of nowhere and I almost hit Maerchie's tray.