Captain Underpants Nicknames Novels & Stories

I asked, feeling strangely comfortable around him. “What? Kol?” I nodded “Well, Nicholas is a mouthful and he absolutely hates Nick. So, I call him Kol instead, except when I want to get on his nerves.” He shrugged. Not many people actually used their full names so, it was understandable. “Isn’t that Kool?” I gave him a questioning look. “That was a very terrible dad joke. You suck at things like these, don’t you?” He only laughed in reply, causing me to laugh as well. His friendliness was contagious and if I remembered correctly, the night at the bar too, he seemed quite friendly.

Nev snarks with a smirk. “Definitely better than the boys’ locker room, you sure she didn't get peeved out when she saw your hairy asshole from all the mirrors you boys keep there. Heard she ran away crying in horror.” Kai jabs with a grin. “At least I didn't scream like a virgin just from a blowjob and don't even get me started on the nickname, She-hulk?—Nev barks out a mocking laugh and I can't help the smile that drags my taut facial muscles— what about monkey girl or bean stroke?”

It was truly hilarious, it was like an 11 year old begging for attention from her crush and not getting it. "And when she was trying to look sexy to get my attention" He laughed even harder, his eyes crinkling while he laughed. We laughed for a while before our laughter died out. "Andrei, I'm Nico's second in command" He told me his name smiling at me. "I like waffleboy better." No way I'd stop calling him that. "You named me waffleboy?" He asks in disbelief. Is the name that shocking? Laughing, I nod my head.

“Oh, you got me good. For a second there, I thought I did something wrong.” “Welcome to the club. We start next week, so see you then.” “Yeah, see you then, Masuta-san.” “Before you go, now that you're a part of the club, you can call me Supreme Commander of Justice and Righteousness, Banisher of Evil or Supreme Commander for short.” “And why would I do that?” “It's my nickname, everyone in the club is given one. It’s sort of like an initiation.” “Yours is narcissistic, don't you think?”

I asked, only somewhat joking as I referred to the Untouchable that tormented and raped Olive as he pleased. ‘He-who-must-not-be-named’ wasn’t one of the nicknames she’d given him, but I couldn’t resist a good Harry Potter reference. That being said, Olive was much more creative in the nickname department. Among my favorites were asshat and the dickless wonder, but the last thing I wanted to bring up was Blaze Madden’s penis. I had a light breakfast and the last thing I wanted to do was spew it all over Olive’s shiny new car. No, thank you.

I didn’t get five seconds. Three girls were already waiting by the sinks, all fake tans and fake laughs and real venom. I recognized them instantly regulars on Rowan’s I*******m comments, the ones who called him “daddy” unironically. And no I'm not some stalker, I just happened to notice one night, you know while digging up about him. “Wow, look who it is,” the blonde in the middle said, tilting her head like she was talking to a lost puppy. “Captain’s little charity case.”

, you get to give him a nickname but I can't? Emmett: What about me,can't I get a nickname too? Nick: Nope, not at all, go fuck a bitch... Jerry: Then anything she calls you while fucking her gets to be your nickname. Emmett: Seriously guys stoppp ittt. Nick:What's the double spelling for, you fucking a bitch? Jerry: He is in bedroom mode . Emmett: laughing emojis Antonio: Crazy fuckers Jerry: Why did you leave all of a sudden?

Gracie was just right in-front of me, I needed to clear my head. “Bitch, you’re going to act like you didn’t see me?” “Not today, Satan.” “Satan insists.” “I resist,” “I…bitch what’s another word that has the sist?” “Desist?” “I desist?” “Fool. Little wonder your parents named you Cassava.” I breathed deeply, maybe I should’ve just replied my emails. “It’s Ca-ssa-fucking-no-va!” “Of course.” “There’s no point in correcting someone who already knows they’re wrong,” the long mouthed Nick chipped in.

“Silly Prince!” A nickname that made Aaron laugh genuinely for years. A fact that he never expects to do and experience from someone else, but Cath. “Whatever you like, Silly Princess.” “Silly Prince.”

And the worst thing was that he insisted on calling him by that dreadful nickname. "It’s Nicholas." He told him bluntly, but the balding man waved him off, the barbecue sauce from his fingers flying around. Now that he noticed, there was a lady beside him, young enough to be his daughter. No doubt, this beautiful blond was his arm candy. "Tomato, tomato. Nicholas and Nicky mean the same thing." The man replied before proceeding to lick his fingers clean of the chicken sauce. Nicholas released a sigh; there was no need to try to argue. Men like him are always adamant and will never accept corrections.