Cartoon Network Grandpa Novels & Stories

“You promised that, Grandpa. Just a year away, we’re getting married.” Grandpa nodded. “I am an old wolf. I am one hundred and seventy-three years old. I can get sick at any time. And maybe I’ll surprise you guys with—” “I don’t want you to talk like that anymore. Really, I don’t like it when you talk like that,” I complained.

Franklin’s face became sullen, and he reminded his grandfather, “Grandpa, Christy is my gi—” Christy immediately interrupted him, saying, “As your grandson’s friend, can I have your number, Mr. Winchester?”

Nancy Cole looked at Anaan in the long light of the evening and thought of her father as a young man in a photograph, standing in this same garden, smiling with his whole face. She thought he would have wanted her to be happy. She thought, with a clarity that did not require argument, that she was. — END — HIS GRANDFATHER'S LAST WISH

Grandpa Woods scoffed, eyeing her with a mix of playful disdain and genuine concern. “Just now, you looked like a mouse caught in a room full of hungry cats.” Kourtney rolled her eyes, ready for their usual banter. “And you, Grandpa, look like a relic from the Stone Age. Maybe it’s time you learned to lighten up too! You know, it’s impressive how you manage to stay this grumpy at your age. It must take a lot of energy.” “Grumpy? I prefer to think of myself as seasoned. You youngsters just don’t understand the value of experience,” Grandpa Woods said with a satisfied grin.

It could never compare to the city, but it wasn't the ruin Phoebe had painted. Grandpa had already prepared a room for me: a wooden bed, a simple desk, a bookshelf — the air full of warm wood scent that calmed me. My suitcase didn't hold much, so I unpacked quickly. Grandpa came back from the fields with a hoe over his shoulder, carrying a chunk of meat. He didn't say much, but I knew he had bought it for me. He was a man of few words, yet he kept piling meat onto my plate.

"What are you both doing here"? I asked them. They looked at me from the side eye and ignored me. Dude "We are thinking about our grandchildren" Grandpa said "Grandpa..." "What???I'm over seventy now. I'm retired and didn't do any work so I got tired and slept. If I had little grandchildren so I could play with them and then get tired and sleep....it's simple" he defended him seriously. Why does everyone want to see my children? I looked at them amazed and they both burst into laughter. What can I do with them?

His cousins, Fred, Liza and Doris would mock at him when they were together playing at grandpa`s mansion, “Hey Liza and Doris. Who used to call ‘Papa’ in the place of ‘Mama’ and ‘Mama’ in the place of ‘Papa’? Fred would mock at him, as he`s always the first to begin the charade. The rest of the girls, that`s, Liza and Doris would shout, “It`s Junior. it`s Junior. Junior is a big joke. Junior is a big joke.” laughing loud and jeering. Junior would get frustrated and go to see grandpa for some instant reporting. “Grandpa, they have started again.” Really feeling disappointed and out of himself. Junior would implore to his granddaddy. And his granddad would look at him granny-like and put him o

Our son Red who was in his father’s arms asked curiously. One of the servant smiled. “Because little master is the grandson of the old master and madam.” “You mean, grandpa and grandma are old? They’re not though.” He mumbled before eyeing me. “Mommy? They’re not old, they are so beautiful.” I nodded. “Yes baby Red, they’re both young physically but they’re already in their early fifties.” I explained. He shifted his curious eyes to his father who was holding him as we walked towards the entrance door. “Daddy? Grandpa and grandma looks like your brother and sister. I want that kind of face too when I grow up hihihi.”

The old man grinned sneakily, "I'm your grandpa; it's definitely for your own good. You'll find out soon!" Shane, being a doctor, was well aware of this common knowledge. "Grandpa, this isn't for my good. What if I slip up and create a regret for eternity? Then you'll have to wait for Elijah to give you another grandson after a century!" "Shane, you naughty kid, so you're secretly wishing for my death, huh?" Grandpa was blowing his mustache and glaring, seemingly genuinely offended.

Cayden asked with round eyes. “If you want to see Grandpa again, then you have to be a good boy. When you grow up, be a great person! Make Grandpa proud so that when you meet him again, he will have a big smile on his face,” Max said while stroking his son's chubby cheek. Unexpectedly, the tiny baby pursed his lips and furrowed his brows. "Empa cacaca ..." he said in a disappointed tone. A second later, tears began to well up.