Novel & Cerita Willy Wonka Blueberry

VIVIANA Zelda, the Witch was overconfident. She came off undisturbed with my presence. Or, she just waited for me! I was hungry. The walk drained my energy. “Here, have it. It’s my favorite. And, it’s from the Human World.” Zelda offered me some blueberries and green apples. Oh! It’s been a long time since I ate anything from the Human World. Emma’s smiling face popped up in front of my eyes and my lips stretched into a small smile.

“She bought four kinds of berries. Four. For two children who used blueberries as biological weapons yesterday.” Karl came in last, hauling one cooler bag from the butcher shop and a pastry box in his other hand. His hair had gotten a little wet, falling over his forehead in a way that was disgusting because it looked intentional even though it clearly wasn’t. His eyes immediately found me in the kitchen.

"My mom baked some blueberry muffins." "Lovely. I like blueberries a lot. Can I take some for the drive?" "Sure. Of course." Veronica smiled and directed her attention to the unlit kitchen. "Excuse me a sec." "Thank you, darling." •

"I'm sure she's fine." "Yeah…" I pluck the berry from his hand and put it in my mouth. I crush it between my teeth, and bright flavours burst on my tongue. Sour and sweet. Fresh, yet earthy. It's the yummiest thing I've ever tasted. Much better than the bland porridge I'm fed twice a day. "What are they?" "Blueberries." The fruit of the Fortunates. All fruit are the fruit of the Fortunates. He hands me another, and I shake my head.

"Not surprising. You'd have known if it was cheese or something edible though." I ignore that as he stares at it before looking at my neck, "Ha. Gluttony." Then he shakes his head, "Oh, Vanessa. I can't take this. I'm not one of you." "Well, you have to take it. It was Doc's gift, not mine." I say, smiling, "Plus, do you know your name actually has an ice cream flavour? Kiwi! Which totally goes with Kawaii. Who'd have thought?" He sends me a look, "Vanessa."

I was shaken by their meanness. “What's going on here?” Dark asked seriously. The two fell silent as Chacha while sipping the lollipop. I gasped and shook my head. “My lollipop! Red and Queen want to take it, it's a good thing I got it. ” Blue said happily and looked at his hand where the lollipop he had been holding earlier was. He stared and looked for his lollipop, he saw it while Chacha was licking it. “What the— how?!” he asked in shock while still pointing at Chacha.

I let him lead me to the table and he pulls my usual chair out for me to sit down, the candles illuminating everything clearly over here and I spy the familiar boxes sat in the middle of the table with a sudden gasp as I settle in and let him slide me back in. “Nancie’s?” I pull the box forward impulsively and rip it open to be hit with the smell of the most amazing breakfast ever. Disbelief hitting me full force and confusion that these could even get here. “Blueberry and banana waffles with pecan sauce? How did you get them in the city?” I squeal, sticking my finger straight into that heavenly sauce, and right into my mouth with a grin. Sheer delight running over me and toes curling from t

Terrence's cell phone rang, and he squeezed my hand, softly coaxing, "Don't lose your temper, let's go back and talk about what's going on." He turned and strode purposefully towards the den entrance. Rebecca seized the moment, slinking closer, "Luna Lila, today is my birthday. Terrence specially ordered my favorite blueberry cake for me. Won't you share my joy?" Hearing "blueberry cake", a wave of cold dread washed over me, and I instinctively recoiled. blueberry cake had been my childhood favorite, a treat I craved every year on my birthday. But that ended on my 12th birthday.

“I'll take you out to sweet swirls if you finish your food.’ Ivy didn't budge— at least not when a visit to her favorite ice cream store was on the line. Madame Browne noticing my gained pleasure from watching her endure having Ivy, immediately chimed in, “Don't worry about that. I'll take her to Willy Wonks. That is a much more better Ice cream factory with everything made out of chocolates.” “Yay!” Ivy squealed in delight. She smiled briefly at me, her gaze hiding a flicker of something way darker than the sweetness in her voice. Her gaze was hard on my skin, her expression dark and daring as if threatening me to push further but I didn't.