Cookie Cartoons Novels & Stories

“What?” “Did you not hear a word of what we were talking about?” Kiara asked, her dark eyes narrowing on me. “Tell me, you’re not dreaming about Cole when we all are here?” “Yeah. That would be so rude.” Scarlett added. “But, I’ll forgive you if you have something like ice cream or pastries?” “I have homemade cookies, if you want.” I offered. “Who made them?” Kiara asked, “Cole?” I shook my head. “No. I did. I watched the tutorial on yóutûbe.”

Samantha growled as she unloaded twenty packs of my craving stuff in front of me. “She is a cookie monster !!” Jax cracked up and suddenly all my siblings went wild as they sung the extremely R- rated song, “Cookie Monster” by R. Kelly together. Ughh. These ape shit crazy bastards !!!! They were going to ruin cookies for me, weren’t they ? * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Mm like an Oreo I love to lick the middle like an Oreo (Turn up)

When she had just reached the eighth grade, Carol would often go over to Kookie after school because Adam had a part-time job over there while he was in the twelfth grade. Carol loved the cookies at Kookie, so Carol would often stuff more cookies into her bag. Every time she finished eating it, Carol would say, “It tastes so good. Once I’m rich, I’ll reserve this place. That way, I can eat the cookies here every day.” It was just a joke back then. She was not expecting Adam to still remember it. She received a message. It was still from Adam. [Have you eaten them? Try them and see whether the cookies still taste the same.]

I swear she doesn't want to see the good girl's bad side that I am made of. I mean how can she compare me to that creature in sponge Bob square pants? Really? From all the numerous cartoons why did she choose him? Why not Moana, Cinderella, Anna or Snow white? But no! She chooses squirmward. Cookie spoke to her self. Martina nudged her lightly, "Cookie, I'm sorry for saying you looked like-" then she burst out into a fit of laughter again, maybe she was trying to avoid saying the word that would only make Cookie more angrier.

He says getting out of the aisle and as if he's a superhero he comes back with a two liter of cherry cola, birthday cake oreos, and pringles. "Well that was fast." I say putting the sour cream and onion chips in the cart. "This is what my mom and I would get on our movie nights." He says putting everything in the cart and following. "What are you getting?" "Favorite chips are sour cream and onion. Favorite cookies are the soft chips ahoy. And my favorite kind of soda, Dr. Pepper." I say putting all that in the cart. We walk over to the Crayola section. I go over there. "What are you doing?" Mark asks.

I asked her in astonishment as she couldn't believe it while looking at me. "Why is there cartoon character included? Hello? The presentation I asked you to make is a presentation that helps me to close the deal. Are you expecting me to use this as a presentation for class reporting? Are you even serious with this?" She said with a hint of irritation as she looked at each slide I made one by one. I was able to sit up straight when she told me that. I was still dazzled for a few seconds when I saw the design of each slide I made—Sesame Street cartoon character, none other than Cookie Monster.

And can Dad try one? Portia nodded excitedly. She took the plate with Luna's help and handed it to James, who stared at the plate. There were about 15 cookies, some of them had hearts, some had stars, there was one with the face of some strange cartoon, and the rest had flowers and suns. Then, on another plate, there were four cookies with their names written on them. -Is something wrong? - Luna asked. -No, of course not. - he took one. I bet they're delicious.

I grin picking up the food, throwing fluttering lashes of adoration at him with a grin. “I clearly do … I even bought you this.” Arrick pulls a bag from his jacket pocket, a flat, striped paper bag I don’t recognize and take it from him. Opening carefully, I realize it contains a wrapped cookie in rainbow colors with a sticker that reads. Magical Unicorn Cookie It’s a colorful, chocolate and candy stuffed cookie in supersize and looks like he brought it back with him from wherever they were today. My heart does a happy little skip and almost melts with the gooeyness of how incredibly cute he can be when I least expect it.

Elena I threw the door to Annie and Hannah’s room open. I grinned at them. “I have a cookie for the one that irritates Osprey and Gerald the most.” Annie giggled and shoved Hanna. “That cookie is mine.” Hannah eyed me. “What kind of cookie?” Toya poked her head from around my back before hiding back behind me. “It’s caramel chocolate chip,” she whispered. Priscilla bounced into the room. “I want in but I don’t need the cookie. I’ll do it for free.”

She changes the subject as she eyes my cart. I look at her cart, full of different vegetables, chicken, and fruit before looking at mine. A dozen eggs, bottled water, and packaged steaks don't cover the box of Nilla Wafer vanilla cookies laying towards the back of the cart. I shrug my shoulders, leaning over the cart with my forearms, and prop my left foot up on the bottom rack of the cart.