Garfield X Jon Novels & Stories

The girls rushed to their parents, proudly displaying the flowers they received from their teachers. Garfield's daughter, Kitty, was no exception. She cheered and held up her small red flower, then leapt into her father's arms like a little bird. For an instant, a genuine smile lit up Garfield's face. He discarded his cane and lifted his daughter onto his lap. He asked her a few questions, and Kitty obediently answered. However, her gaze remained curious, fixed on me. She seemed eager to know who I was and why I was sitting with her father.

Garfield was the boss of the prison and everyone was scared of him. Wilfred, Leonard, Cedric, and Jacob did not have the courage to procrastinate and continued with their work. But just as they were fear-stricken, Garfield approached them and barked, “Wilfred, Leonard, Cedric, Jacob!” “Yes, sir!” They answered in unison and hastily walked toward Garfield, who suddenly smiled. The smile felt like the dawn of the apocalypse to Leonard and the others.

Howard let out a pained scream and fell to the ground, squirming and twitching like a bug. Garfield was shocked. Just when he was about to throw himself at Kayson, the latter was faster than him and sent him flying by delivering a punch into his chest. “Y-You’re a grandmaster…” Garfield’s pupils constricted, and he died with his face full of fear. He did not expect Kayson to be a powerful fighter as well. “Garfield…” Howard’s body was trembling. He couldn’t believe what had just transpired before his eyes. His head was buzzing as he only realized now that this kid beside Zachary was actually a powerful fighter.

Without saying a word, Rodney stood up, opened the door, and pulled Garfield in: "Did Gavin hire you?" Garfield nodded, glaring fiercely at Gavin: "He hired me to kill that mother and son by suffocating them with gas." "Gavin, you sent people to kill me first, so don't blame me for being ruthless." Gavin, sitting in the chair, quickly said: "Mr. Kennedy, don't listen to him. He has a grudge against me. His words can't be used as evidence." At that moment, another person walked in: "What about me?"

“I’m dying to meet the girl that’s got your heart beating.” I rolled my eyes at him. “Funny.” “Well, it’s damn near close. You know it’s true.” “I never said it wasn’t,” I stated before sipping the blood. “Never said what wasn’t?” I turned to find Garret walking into the kitchen. “Hey, little brother.” Xander greeted. “Hey. What are the two of you talking about?” “Jarren being whipped and Leonard Daring.” Garret hissed. “What is Leonard up to now?”

“Typhon ?” “What are you doing? This is a disaster. And you …,” I say to Fire Moon, who hasn’t made a sound, but her face says it all, "... Stop laughing." Jonas emerges from behind the bush, his clothes liberally streaked with dirt, “I'm fixing your garden.” “You're fixing my ... You're what? This doesn't look the least bit fixed to me.” “It's not going to look so wonderful until I finish with my work, but when I do .…”

He babbles something incoherent, then giggles as he tips the giraffe onto its back like it’s performing some kind of acrobatic trick. “Don’t knock the giraffe,” I tease. “It’s his best friend.” Jaxon smirks. “Should I be jealous?” “Maybe,” I reply, bumping my shoulder against his. “The giraffe doesn’t give me as much attitude.” He chuckles, reaching out to ruffle our son’s hair. “You think he’s going to be as stubborn as you?” I raise an eyebrow. “Me? He’s got you written all over him, Jaxon.”

“I’ll tell you what. I’ll just give you my calling card and you can send a message to my office. I don't even have to see your phone. You won't be breaking any rules." Jon quickly brought out his wallet and a pen. Taking out his calling card, he wrote at the back a quick message to his manager: Stuck in Orsica without comms. Please send help. He also wrote a quick message for Lisa along with her number. Then, Jon shoved the calling card with his message inside the gardener's coat pocket along with a few bills. The gardener just looked at his pocket and pushed the card and the folded paper bills farther inward. Then, he walked away without looking back at Jon.

In The Parlor Mr. Garfield was surrounded by his closest friends - Alfred, Leonard's father, and three others. They had been with him since before 9 a.m., rejoicing over the arrival of his grandchildren, whom they celebrated even without having seen their mother. Though all successful businessmen, that new milestone in Garfield's life surpassed any professional and business achievement. They were all of a similar age, and as their own children were still in their mid-twenties, none had yet become grandparents themselves.

The next day I arrived at the workshop. Jona and everyone else were gathered around the new car, so I approached slowly to see what was going on. "I won't drive that," Hayden said angrily. Jona turned to look at me and I just smiled at him. "I warned you that if he invested, I wouldn't drive. Screw it all," he said. I wasn't understanding anything. So I looked back at Jona, but he just gave me small smiles. "He's not your father," Jona told him.