Bloopers From King Of Queens Novels & Stories

“You really don't care if you make people miserable,” Lilo laughed excitedly. He even held his stomach, which suddenly cramped from laughing so much this afternoon. ”No wonder they call you crazy.” “Not crazy bucin, Lo,” interrupted Mario who didn't want to lose. ‘Bulol. Stupid bucin.” “I'm not stupid, huh,’ King snapped. ”I still have the sanity to behave normally, even though the situation is reversed according to what I want.”

Ava was not done explaining when Queen interrupted her. "Hey, I'm still alive and young. Don't make me feel like an oldie." Queen said and the trio laughed. Queen was always making the most jokes in the worst situations. "Mum, you have no idea how we were worried about you," Ava replied while passing a glass of water to her.

Things were so … boring. The king and queen stood, and I realized then what a portly man the king truly was. He had a full, round belly, which he was attempting to hold back into a suit that was too tight for him. The queen was also full-figured, with a red face that hinted at a drinking habit. They donned the deceitful smiles once again, and the press that had been assembled for the occasion rushed to designated spots within the room so they could get the best picture, film the best clip, or get the best recording of the coming announcement.

I was busy texting on my phone and sending funny and horrible memes, jokes and emojis to Dae who won't stop talking about my neighbor who got duped by the girl he fell in love with, telling me how sorry she felt for the guy, then I heard a heavy thud and someone screaming, as I drag my eye form the phone screen, I realized it was the queen who had fell and rolled down the stairs. I quickly used my mouth to cover the scream that'll come out from it as I pocketed my phone and slowly moved down the stairs, scared to see if she was dead or not. One maid was already out of the kitchen and rushed to her side, she looked up and when she saw me, her eyes turned dark 'What happened here? What happene

The king slap his hand down on the table and we were all silent. "So, I loose?" He suddenly ask making us look at him, "Does it make me a fool now?" grandma stood and walk towards the king. She put her hand on his back, saying "You are not a fool, Jason. Sometimes, things just don't happen the way you want them to be. You have to accept it, Jason. You cannot control the world." The queen's words were softly spoken but they weigh more than that. The queen signaled the two to go out of the room and I watch the both of them scurry out. I look at the king and queen to see him crying. "I am not a good king, am I?"

If King had been in wolve form, his tail would’ve been wagging. Then I leapt, wrestling King onto his back, when my shadows wrapped around him. He pushed back, rolling me over. We hit the side table, and a vase fell and shattered. I winced at the crash. I cringed at the thought of what the Ambbuttador would report about my love life. Of course, I should’ve known that Isabella wouldn’t wait long to crow. “Get Up (I Feel Like Being a) Sex Machine” burst out in joyful funk from the phone in my pocket like an invitation. Zhen was growing even better at his pranks. I had to find a way to pay him back, although this time King only

“The Red Team doesn’t plan on losing this year.” The Queen let out a sharp, elegant laugh. “How charmingly delusional, my King. Instead of a concession speech, we prepared a victory one. And also,” she stepped forward, closing the space between them, “you speak of victory as if you haven’t forgotten that the forest is always green before it’s burned. You are going down this year!” The King let out a dry, booming laugh. “Really? We will show you what we are made of.” The Queen scoffed, turning to the Green section, which erupted in cheers. “Well, when you lost to me last year, I recall you blaming your loss on the wind!”

From there the conversation flows freely. I lose track of time as we eat and chat, blushing as they occasionally brush my leg with theirs totally on purpose with the way their mouths perk up in a subtle smirk. My stomach hurts from laughing so much at Rohan's corny jokes and Rylan's bad pickup lines. I end up wondering if they learned from my great grandparents with the almost century old wording sometimes. But I guess all good things must come to an end. “Look what the cat dragged in.” A nasally obnoxious voice drawls as one of the few people in this world I can’t stand appears next to our table, in all her blonde hair and mini miniskirt glory.

“Got you? How exactly? Did those things actually happen to you?” He paled again, and I wanted to laugh even harder. What now, Carter? Your tongue slipped, huh? “W-What? No! I-I mean…” he chuckled and scratched his nape. “Of course it didn’t happen to me. You were right. Those lines sounded like something straight out of a teledrama. T-That’s all it was.” he chuckled awkwardly. “I can’t believe you fell for it.” A coy smile formed on my lips.

“You have a company to run and a whole lot on your plate right now. You do not have the time for the expensive distraction that is Alex Donovan.” Her phone buzzed on the desk, a text from this same distraction. ‘Tulip again? Or should I switch it up next time?’ Despite all her earlier pep talk, Dukia laughed out loud, the sound a contrast in her quiet office. She didn’t reply right away. She set the phone down, the screen dimming as she tried to remember exactly when Alex Donovan had gone from an inconvenient distraction to something she looked forward to. It hadn’t been the flowers. It hadn’t even been the call.