Amazing World Of Gumball Mrs Robinson 소설 & 이야기

She is always treating me like a baby, I hate it but hey, apart from that, I really love my mum and my small family. I go to put my plate in the sink. I do not bother to wash the them since mrs. Robinson offers to do it. I do not have time to argue with her since I am already late, Thanks to my mum! Mrs. Robinson is the head of the maids in the house. Her job is to just supervise the others as they perform their duties. She is a beautiful woman in her early fifties and she is just like a second mother to me. I say my goodbyes to the women and leave the house.

… That night, Robin received a call from an international number. A clear female voice came over the phone. "Hello, Mr. Keller. I'm very happy to be able to speak to you." Robin's jaw almost dropped. The young woman on the other end of the phone wasn't just an ordinary person. It was Madeline Eddings from the World Medical Association! Although she didn't hold a position, she was the granddaughter of the chairman, Toby Eddings. She was the most likely candidate to take over his position in the future.

Gentle and reassuring. Warm and reliable, in a way I have never seen them before. "I'm right here." He says again and I suddenly feel relaxed, like I was meant to love the water, like I can finally let go of every care in the world and just float. It's exhilarating. I turn to Mr. Robinson to make sure he is still there like he said. And sure enough, he is...but over 4 feet away from me. "Wait,....Mr. Robinson---"

Gavin mutters under his breath, tone quiet but audible: “Needed? I think you mean coerced…” Mrs. Miller laughs softly, shaking her head. “You boys are impossible. Absolutely impossible. And yet… somehow, still endearing.” Eben winks at Gavin. “See? Even Mom gets it. Chaos appreciation 101.” Gavin just rolls his eyes, a faint twitch at the corner of his mouth betraying his amusement. “Yeah… endearing,” he mutters, voice low, dry, but with the tiniest spark of humor. Mrs. Miller shakes her head again, smiling as she steps aside. “You two better not leave puddles everywhere when you dry off.”

Robin excitedly grabbed my hand and led me back to the living room. I watched him as he pushed his stool in place before sitting down. When Robin began playing, I was blown away. He was phenomenal! Robin wasn't just capable of playing; he was born for it. I couldn't believe that his little fingers were moving that fast or how he even remembered which key to press and when. Robin was simply a genius. When he finished, I gave him a high five and couldn't stop beaming with pride.

Robin replied after a long while, "I just saw this. Thank you for the reminder, Ms. Gabby." Robin continued, "I'm so sorry about today. I didn't expect there to be work all of a sudden." Gabriella comforted him. "It's okay. There are always accidents. Let's have a meal together when there's time." "Do you have time this Saturday, Ms. Gabby?" Robin asked. Gabriella guessed his intention. "Yes." "Can I buy you lunch?" "Sure." Robin sent a happy sticker. "Okay, see you on Saturday." "See you."

I filled it with grapes, strawberries, and chopped bananas. “Why don’t we go to the living room and you can tell me about the show you are watching?” Nathanial looked up and smiled with a toothy grin. My heart swelled at the cute gesture. I am so happy that I have my son; he is the motivator that helped push me through the toughest time. While watching old shows like The Amazing World of Gumball, Regular Show, and Adventure Time, Nathanial asked a question that made me smile. He was a brilliant boy for someone his age; he reminded me of myself when I was younger.

She doubted that the woman heard anything that came out of her mouth. “That one by Jimmy-John might come with a hefty price tag, but I’m telling you, Mrs. Johnson it is worth every penny. And the Bionic Bunny Bullet, Sugar, that will rock your world.” The door opened, and Dr. Roberts entered the room. “How is my favorite mother-to-be?” he said kindly as he took the chart that Tina was offering him. “It looks like there isn’t anything new going on, that’s good. Your urine test was fine, weight gain normal. So, tell me, Mandy, how are you feeling?”

“Oh—sorry, ma’am! Sorry, I didn’t see you there.” “It’s fine,” I said gently, even though my mind was still partly replaying Tony’s nonsense. The slap had done its work though; my palm still tingled a little, and honestly, it was the best I had felt in minutes. After a while, the gala chairman stepped up again, calling everyone’s attention. His voice was firm and commanding, and the hall grew quiet instantly. “And now,” he said, “please let’s welcome to the stage our mystery special award presenter, who happens to be the president of the Global Robotics Association…Ms. Mellisa Millers.”

Within minutes, the maid appeared in the room, hair still rumpled, lips puffed from the aftereffects of her own play with her friends. Mrs. Robinson's gaze was cold. "Shut the door." She did so, a mischievous smile tugging at her lips. "What's wrong, ma? She asked. Mrs. Robinson pounded her cane on the floor so hard the ring of it made her leap. "No jest” she declared, ice in her voice. "Iris is forgetting herself. She must be destroyed completely. And you, you must help me, Mrs Robin continued. She’s sneer returned, venomous as ever. "Tell me what to do ma”.