Grumpy Characters Novels & Stories

Grumpy: I’m going to enjoy giving you a fail on your exam. -Norali: Are you always full of empty threats? -Mr. Grumpy: I don’t do empty threats.

“Then it’s just her and Stumpy.” “What if I don’t like Stumpy looking at my girl?” I growled. Girard chuckled. “Stumpy’s like eighty years old and he’s missing a leg. Trust me, she’d be giving him the thrill of a lifetime just to be able to watch.” I scowled at Girard. “I don’t like-” “Son, I don’t care what you don’t like. That’s the best I can do for you. Now, get to eating,” Girard barked.

It didn't make sense yet it was the only logically illogical answer. Grumpy sat close to Doc. There wasn't a frown on his face this time but there wasn't a smile either. It felt weird seeing his face normal. The frown and constant scowl had become part of his whole package. He saw me staring then grimaced turning completely in the opposite direction. If I didn't know any better I'd say he was shy. Happy came out from the room they had taken the injured man into. He was dressed in scrubs. He had insisted on taking the whole doctor act a little too far.

Dear lord, whatever it is don't let me lose my job at least not today or this year, please lord. Knocking on the door to Mr. Williams's office, I held my breath patiently waiting for the rude reply from him. Mr. Williams was once a kind man but that was until his wife passed on from brutal brain cancer, he was so devastated that he became bitter and grumpy just like my Dad. My Dad? You ask, well that is a story for another day. "Come in." Was the grumpy reply, I flinch back a little not expecting it to be this harsh. I push the wooden door open, it squeaks in the process. His head snaps up to me glaring at me, I resist the urge to roll my eyes in irritation.

“Do not do that.” “Leave her alone,” she says. She takes a piece of pizza and hands it to the gray-haired rascal with black spots. “Can't you see he just wants a little bit?” “Okay! If he gets sick to his belly, you'll take care of him.” I look at her disapprovingly. “Nothing's going to happen to him, Grumpy,” she looks back at me, narrowing her eyes. “He's intolerant to human food,” I point out.

“Miss Smith!” The sound of Apollo’s palm slamming against the mahogany desk echoed through the executive suite. It was loud enough to make Stacy jump. Her heart hammered against her ribs. She didn’t rush to his side. Instead, she offered a slow and weary eye roll from her desk before dragging herself to her feet. “Goodness, Stacy, what did you do this time?” Rocky asked. Her voice dripped with mock concern as she meticulously applied a layer of blush to her cheeks.

No way… So Grumpy, whom I thought was my friend… Is he the plague spreader and possibly the silver assistant who kills wolves? "NO! Impossible! Grumpy is not that kind of person," I answer, strongly in denial, and I know not only Nicholas dislikes it, but Jacob too. He now looks alert. "I… I mean, during the time I've been his friend, he's been quite kind." "He's even Betty's best frien,d too, and I know who Grumpy likes." "Then, why don't we try to get closer to this Grumpy, then?" Jacob suggests, and Nicholas immediately glares at him.

/THEO/ He just stared at me with those deep blue eyes, his expression so flat it was almost impressive. Up close, he was even more intimidating—wide shoulders, a sharp jawline, and a general vibe that would make anyone be afraid to approach him. I was different of course, not that I wasn't afraid that he'd call the cops on me, in the sense that I was brave enough to approach despite his demeanor and intimidating look. I wish he wouldn't look at me like some kind of creep. He looked like some high-level accountant or a manager who took himself way too seriously, maybe that's why he was so rigid.

Asshole. I might get wrinkles on my face with the way I've been frowning tonight. "It suits you, you're quite grumpy." I scoffed. "My name is Shea, not grumps. Don't ever call me that again." "Shea, lovely name. But grumps suit you better. Nice to meet you grumps." He said with a smile. That's it! I turned around to leave and I wasn't gonna turn back or utter another word to him again tonight or ever again.

His gaze fixes on me as I sip my tea. From the short time I've spent with Grumpy, I can deduce a few things about him. He is very efficient, thinks and acts fast, and is skilled. He takes charge and is calm under intense pressure. He is a natural leader who just knows what to do, making those around him feel safe. He makes me feel safe, and I don't have to worry about anything when I'm with him. He is just the right person I need by my side. Also, the only person I have in my corner. I hope when I say the proposal rumbling through my mind to him, he will agree.