Grumpy Puppet Novels & Stories

Grump closed his lips and sealed it shut. Orlando chuckled as Grump got snarl by the mightiest female werewolf. Austin slightly let out a laughter. Boy are they in trouble. “You set me up,” said Grump, lowly talking to his alpha. Austin couldn’t help but give out a burst of butterflies. His son let out sound of giggles. Agatha’s eyes water with tears. What a happy reunion they are all having. They need more days like this than any. Solomon was stirring and making noises. Austin shuffle the blanket back and show Grump, his newborn pup.

Aethelwulf gives him the cookie, and the pup immediately starts eating. - It's good? Once again, the happy pup nods. - You don't need to be afraid of me. I won't hurt you. I know I'm ugly, but I don't want to scare you. - You're not ugly. – the pup says with his mouth full. He spits out crumbs all over. - Don't talk with your mouth full. – the mother hurries to say. - It was my fault. I talked to him while he was eating.

“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.

She felt drained over the exhausting work. She had been spoiled and pampered from a young age. Everything had been spoon-fed to her. She had never done such laborious work before. As time went on, her resentment only intensified. Emerald struggled to swallow while Amelia fed her one day. As a result, she spilled food all over Amelia’s clothes. Amelia could no longer contain herself. She smashed the plate and shouted in anger.

I asked with a smile. He lifted his head. Happiness sparkled in his round, almost button-like black eyes. “Kind of,” he answered. I stepped back. “What do you mean?” I asked, surprised. “Because… I never met them in person. I really don’t know if they’re good or bad people. Still, I don’t trust Grandpa Fernando. He’s like Gru.” After saying that, he zipped his lips and stared straight ahead. Gru? Who’s Gru? Oh, I remembered. The main character in the cartoon Despicable Me. I laughed and pinched my forehead. Even the grandpa was mistaken for a villain.

as she thought. “I heard it was another quitter?” said a short man beside him. He looked like he was the same age as Gray. He was bald with tattoos—like a failed attempt at a carbon copy of Ronald. Gray had already nicknamed him Fakey McBaldy in her head. “Ah,” intoned Gollum. “Abram?” “You think?” responded Fakey McBaldy. “Yeah, that dude had always been such a wussy. It’s about time he’d go and kick the bucket.”

Then again, he is like a wolf, sensing a slight shift in me even from miles away. I wipe my tears with the back of my hand as I feel Grumpy approaching me from behind. When I look up, he is looming over me, blocking the sunlight. I lie. "Sand got in my eyes." The subtle twitch of his jaw tells me he doesn't believe me for a second. It's like I'm an open book and he can see right through me. He leans down and pulls me to my feet. "You don't have to tell me what's wrong, but don't lie to me," he says and I nod.

“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.

I answered him with a smile. He then clicked his tongue and all of a sudden, his face darkened. “I already did and it does not do me good,” he coldly muttered. I was caught off guard by what I heard and got curious about what happened to him. Is that the reason why he’s always grumpy and gloomy? Does someone hurt him? I was so lost in thought that I didn’t notice the mass was about to end. "Let's give each other the sign of peace. . ."

Wait that's a bad thing, they've actually just shown me their identities, they're not planning on letting us go. "Can you please shut that thing up?" Small robber dude shouts from the front, I look down at the baby I didn't know how, I wasn't a mother and that's who she wanted right now. I bounce her but it wasn't working again she didn't want me! Tall robber dude leans over to the front opening the glove box, while smacking the other dude up the head. "She's a baby idiot! Here don't worry it's clean" he says sitting back holding a pink dummy in his hand, I take it from him putting into her mouth which slowly makes her calm down.