Elliott Stardew Novels & Stories

Belen had cooked a tomato-based stew, and it worked well with Graham’s plans. Elliott was seated beside Graham. He pretended to sip on the soup for a while, but when Elise and the others weren’t looking, he quickly spilled it over Graham. He didn’t just throw it over Graham’s shirt, no, he poured it over his head! “Daddy! I’m sorry, I spilled soup all over you!” Elliott said. “Oh, no!” Eden turned to Elise, saying, “Mommy, Daddy needs to take a bath!” “Oh, my god! Elliott!” Elise jerked up from her seat.

Zelda's eyes sparkled with gratitude as she accepted the warm elixir, recognizing the love and thoughtfulness behind Elliot's gesture. Savoring the first sip, Zelda's curiosity got the better of her. "Are you a student, Elliot?" she inquired playfully, a mischievous glimmer in her eyes. Elliot chuckled, shaking his head in response. "No, dear sister, I am not a student. In fact, I am a chemistry lecturer at a prestigious university here in Jakarta."

Elliott suggested. "Great! thanks, man!" "Anytime. By the way, what's your name?" Elliott asked, before he starts the motorcycle. "My name's Elijah." "Alright, let's go on a joyride!" Elliott announces, as he starts the engine. ============================== A few moments later, they finally reached their destination. Elliott stops his motorcycle infront of Elijah's house. "You live here?" Elliott asks his new friend. "Yes." answered Elijah. "What a coincidence! See that house across yours? That's where I live! We're literally neighbors." Elliott said, as he started laughing.

Better than I thought he’d be. “He’s doubling back,” he murmurs. Sure enough, the guy glances into a shop window and adjusts his path. It’s not dramatic. Just enough to make it seem like he forgot something. Only, there’s nothing open on this street. And no one walks in loops unless they’re trying to catch a tail. “Still think this is nothing?” Elliott asks, his voice low. “No,” I say. “He’s watching the inn. He was there earlier, by the fountain. Just standing. Like he was waiting for someone.”

Unfortunately, I did not know what hotel he went to spend the night with Zelda. However, I knew where Zelda's house was. I had seen that same address more times than I could count on Eliott's navigation application in his car. At last, I found him. The man, who would always tell me about how much he had to work overtime, was now curled up on the couch in Zelda's house. He was playing a video game with her son. He made a point of going easy on Max so that the boy would win. When Max won the round, he leapt up happily from the couch and hugged Eliott enthusiastically. “Yay! I wish you were my dad, Uncle Eliott!”

Aaron assured all of them. “Well, all right then,” Elliott said, slamming his hands down on the table. “Until then… I’ve got some football to watch and some Cheetos to eat.” “God, you haven’t changed at all, have you?” Aurora asked as the team began to funnel out. “I like to think not,” Elliott answered, following Brandon toward the door, “although I swear I am a little taller.” “And a little more obnoxious,” Cadence yelled after him, though her smile revealed she was teasing.

“He will enjoy getting out from under the mountain for some fresh air. And besides, no one will think to bring anything to fight off a dragon attack, since they believe they’re all extinct. This will win us the war in minutes and intimidate every other kingdom out there into thinking first before they decide to strike at us. By the time any of them grow the audacity to attack, we’ll have built up our army enough to handle them without Elliott, as he’ll probably be gone by then, anyway. So whatever weapons they create to hurt him will be pointless. And we’ll have moved on to creating brick and our subpar dragonless glass to support our commerce with other realms. So, honestly, there’s no reas

A few minutes later, the car finally pulled into the Lombardi's estate. Lights flowed dimly from inside the mansion. Perfect rich family mansion. Fake as hell. Elliot stepped out slowly, his duffel bag hanging over his shoulder before heading inside. He shut the door behind him as he stepped in. "Holy shit, you look terrible" Elliot looked up immediately. His step brother, Adrian leaned against the staircase railing holding a bowl of cereal despite it being late. Elliot scoffed. "Nice to see you too" "Why are you still up?"

"Dad," Elliot gasped as he immediately got up from the bed where he was asleep with Avery. He grabbed the sheets to cover his nakedness. "Congratulations to you, you have lost the position of the CEO along with the inheritance!" Mr Kord barked in the background. "W-what? D-dad!" he screamed but Mr Kord disconnected the line. Tossing his phone aside, Elliot rushed into the shower and was out of it in two minutes. He gathered his trousers and shirts and put them on quickly.

I groaned as I pushed myself off the couch and dragged my feet to the door. There was no way Myra was so persistent, it was probably a mailman or a solicitor but if it was Myra I wasn't sure what I was going to say to her. I reached the door and opened it to find Elliott standing at the other end. He wore a pair of dark blue jeans and a grey T-shirt draped over it. He had an exhausted expression on his face as though he dreaded standing in front of me at that moment but just had to. "Can I come i-"