Elmo X Cookie Monster Novels & Stories

Over my dead body. You my cute Elmo.. you're mine

"Is this Mr crabby?" Lucas shook his head, chuckling, "No princess, this is not Mr. Crabby." "Mr. Crabby is way smaller," Aiden noted, he had no problem eating. He held Elmo next to him, as he tried to stuff some cheese down the poor canine's throat. I made a mental note to get some real dog food on our way back home. "But it looks like him," she got to her feet and raced to the sandcastle, possibly to make sure it was not her dear new friend laid out as lunch for us.

I settled beside her, close enough to catch the faint scent of her shampoo…something floral and clean that made my pulse quicken despite the domestic tranquility of the moment. "So," I said to Caesar, who was watching me with curious eyes, "what other adventures have this muffin had?" "Oh!" Caesar perked up immediately. "One time he met a cookie who was sad because nobody wanted to eat him!" "Why didn't anyone want to eat the cookie?" I asked, genuinely curious now. "Because he was shaped funny," Caesar explained with the gravity of someone sharing state secrets. "Like a squiggly line instead of a circle." "That's terrible," I said seriously. "What did the muffin do?"

Cookie squealed in disbelief, a wave of embarrassment washing over her but her mom waved her off, giving her the side eye. “I should come to visit you one of these days,” “You should and I’m sure he’d gladly welcome you,” “Alright, sweetie. Have a wonderful evening and send my regards to Jamie,” “I will, love you, mom,” “Love you, honey,” After the call ended, Cookie had the brightest smile on her face as she proceeded to the kitchen to make their dinner. She wore an apron over Jamie’s t-shirt that she had on as she was cooking and singing while swaying her hips to mimic dance moves, with a small smile on her face. But a few minutes into it, the doorbell rang. She stilled and immediately rin

“Good. At least you understand the language now.” He leaned closer, so close that the ash from his cigarette nearly brushed Noa’s collarbone. His eyes didn’t blink, didn’t soften. They devoured. “Monsters don’t love, remember? We devour. And I told you last night ” He crushed the cigarette out on the nightstand without breaking eye contact, hiss sharp, “I’ll consume every piece of you until nothing is left but me.”

I gaped, "And when did you know how to bake cookies?" "Cooking shows on TV and books. Good thing I'm a fast-learner." I smile as Ben finishes his piece of Dosa. "And the Ironman cookies?" I watch as Ben takes one from the plateful of cookies. Landon smiles goofily. "Bought them." I smiled back at him and kiss his cheek. “I love you.” “I love you more.” He answers. "Th-The Ironm-man cookies are amazing Daddy Landon." Ben smiles while he had chunks of cookies around his lips.

and then he talked with mom. "Dad." "Ohhh yaa thats it.. We will back in 3 days." My dad told us and he hang up "Woww.." Elsa chuckled "Yeah wow.. They love you more than they love me and you too." I pouted "Awww my baby elmo is jealous." She pinched my cheek "You like it?" I pointed at the teddy bear. "I like the guy who bought me that more." She winked. "Where did you learn to be cheesy like that?" I laughed and walked to the mini fridge.

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.

If this was going to get me hired, fine. “Any allergies?” I asked. “Of course not,” Rowena said, waving me off. I bent down to give him the cookies and Elias shook his head. Come on, little guy. “You haven’t even looked at it.” I urged. He shook his head again. I waited beside him. I didn’t force him but after a five minute conversation, he picked up the cookie. James' eyes raised. His jaw dropped. Then Elias took a bite and another. I looked at Rowena to glare at her like, see, I’ve done it but then Elias coughed, bringing my attention to him.