Bubble Guppies Holiday Novels & Stories

Andrew and May June were in a Halloween party hosted by Andrew's business partner Goodman Harris. Goodman was a flamboyant man with a sense of humor. He loved throwing parties, and his Halloween parties were the most extravagant of all. This year, the theme was "Fairy Tales Gone Bad." Guests were encouraged to dress as their favorite fairy tale characters, with a dark twist. Bella, Andrew's secretary was dressed as a Cinderella gone bad kind of goth vibe look. Her dress was a torn and tattered version of the classic blue ballgown, and she had smudged black makeup around her eyes. She was chatting with May June, who was dressed as Snow White, but with blood-red lips and nails, and dark circle

ELISHA’S POV I slid the leash around Bubblegum’s neck as she wagged, tail swishing like a metronome. “There we go, baby girl.” I stood and turned to Robert. “Where to now?” “Hmm… aquarium?” he asked. “They might not allow pets… how about a park instead?” “No, I actually found one that does allow small dogs. It’s called Blue Escape.” Bubblegum gave a hopeful bark. “Seems like she likes it,” I said.

Bree blushed and was about to say no when Hazel call for her. Gage did not correct the staff and Hazel was too busy swallowing the experience while Bree was letting herself go. The heart-warming experience ended when Bree decided that it was time to go home when she saw Hazel was getting tired, but not before having an early dinner at the jungle restaurant and stopping at the gift shop where she lets Gage buy Hazel the largest dolphin stuffed animals.

And already showing…a small, unmistakable bump pressing against her golden gown. My throat closes, but I keep smiling. “Oh, Catherine,” Lydia croons, as if she hasn’t just plunged a knife into my ribs. “Go on. Unwrap your gift.” The girl blushes and stretches her arms aside. The red ribbon tied to her waist like a present. My husband’s child is in her womb. I step closer. My fingers tremble as I touch the silky ribbon. “Merry Christmas,” she whispers timidly. “Merry Christmas,” I echo, my voice painfully steady as I untie the ribbon finally, letting the fabric fall to the floor. “Thank you for… for doing this.”

I waited till the end of the live stream show, a lingerie show by a company called SunKissed, but Elena didn’t appear for the final run down. Damn it! I shoved aside the files and got up from the couch. Shutting off the TV, I paced around the living room for a good twenty minutes, feeling like a caged animal desperate to get out. Giving up when the restlessness only increased, I went out through the backdoor to my house and into the backyard pool and stripping off my sweater and jeans, dived into the freezing water and started swimming right away.

"Anne, look! These two shameless women are a pair of homewreckers! They're trying to seduce both Edward and Caleb!" When Anne saw the wedding photos of Caleb and me on my phone, her face twisted with anger. But then, a cold smile crept across her lips. "Mom, since they're so eager to get inside, let them come. They'll wish they hadn't." Irene looked confused for a second. Anne continued, "Tie them up and stuff them into the gift boxes. When Mr. Grant and Caleb arrive, we'll give them a huge surprise." Gift boxes? My heart sank.

The drive through the town managed to bring back my happy mood as I excitedly marveled at all the holiday decorations. "Remind me to get sunglasses if I don't want to get blinded by all the holiday lights here," He grumbled. "Sure, I'd put that in my notes app next to the note about you getting a personality transplant," I said sweetly. "Add another note for me to get a six pack of beer. Cause I'm going to have to stay drunk for the next fifteen days to survive this." I nodded in agreement, "perfect, cause I'll need you to be passed out in the pool house to be able to get through the next few days. Your obvious alcohol problem would make the perfect explanation for our eventual divorce."

I plan on making it the biggest Halloween party that this town has ever seen, and after recent weeks and the extra publicity, why not use all that bad publicity in our favour? I giggle to myself as my mind works overtime. The Mystery Wolf will return to the Star Gazer for one night only, Our Hunt The Werewolf Halloween special! Yes… That’s going to get the people talking and hopefully bring in the crowds to make it a night to remember. I send Raul an email with a project document outline. My plan is to open tomorrow night with a special discount for these last few days leading up to Halloween. Anyone who buys one of the Halloween special drinks shall get a token, but what are the tokens for?

The day after the wedding, we were going on our honeymoon when Heidi showed up with their usual clique, urging Larry to go shark diving with them near a desert island. I tried to stop them to no avail and was dragged along to a deserted island. And before going into the water, Heidi changed tampons in front of everyone. Blood is known to send sharks into a frenzy, and I tried to tell her to stay on the boat. Instead of listening, Heidi called me out for being paranoid in front of everyone, and everyone promptly agreed, saying that I was making a fuss out of nothing and making Heidi look bad. I expected Larry to stop her, only for him to snort at me. "You're just trying to make yourself look

she said, rolling her eyes. “Oh, right, tonight’s the endangered wolf’s gala. Adult time, finally. The nannies are on their way, and they’re wolves, so don’t stress.” “Can we leave Jay with Todd and Jason?” “They’re leaving for vacation, remember?” “Fine. What time’s the gala?” “We’re leaving in an hour if we want to make it,” he said, then added with a grin, “And we’re staying the night in Oslo.” He winked. “You’re impossible,” Dahlia muttered, but she couldn’t hide her smile.