Fairly Oddparents Crocker Novels & Stories

He cleared his throat, delaying the obvious—the damn guy was trying not to laugh. "What happened?" "It’s just that Nikko—" He started laughing, holding it back until he couldn’t anymore. "Let me explain real quick: part of the barbecue grill collapsed, and a block fell on his hand." His laughter left me stunned, my eyebrows furrowed. "My cousin wants you to bring him some cream." He burst into full-on laughter, and I didn’t know what to say. He kept laughing, and I just stood there, paralyzed, watching him lose it.

Zelda: Make sure you do. I decided it would be more expedient to call Kara Crocker instead of texting her. I didn't know if she would answer a strange number or if she'd even know who I was. I was pretty certain Quinn had mentioned me; we'd discussed her deep conversations with both the Crockers, and I imagined at least some of them had to have involved me. When it came to talking about the Trio, it was hard to speak about one without including all of us. I was in luck, because Mrs. Crocker not only answered her phone and knew me, she sounded delighted to hear that I was in town.