Gumball Jackie Novels & Stories

Garvin’s pov There is something off about him. Mere looking at me, I could tell there were more things to come. He let out a smirk. “Goodluck,” he muttered as he made his way out. The moment he was out of my sight. “Oh, goodness…. that was exhausting,” I let out a long breath I hadn’t realized I had been holding. A few minutes later, Jackie came back, looking around as though she was in search of something. “Hey, where's my babe,” she asked.

Nick asked. “No.” “Well, you should. You should have a reminder of good times. Mr. Warren, do you have any charm bracelets?” “I sure do. There over here,” Mr. Warren said and walked to the other end of the display case. Jackie and Nick walked down the other side to meet him. “Nick,” she said softly “Jacquelyn,” he said back. “I would like to get one for you. It’s not going to break my piggy bank.” “Oh, I . . . no . . . it’s too much,” Jackie stuttered.

I mumbled with a laugh. Jackpot baby.

I said to my patent who were busy arranging the boxes “ all the best” they both said “Sis” Abraham begins “I'm not giving you a dime right now. Am off” I said which I didn't bother to waste my time with him knowing fully well he will follow me out “Scar your such a joy killer” Jackie said behind me handing over some cash to Abraham “you spoiled him” I said looking at the both when I notice a black car behind them which I recognised immediately “Zion is here” I whispered so Jackie could hear me which she did

Jackie soon rose to her feet and mumbled, "I need to empty my bladder. I'll just go over there. Stay put and don't leave this spot. This forest is really big and it would take forever to find you if you got missing." "Okay, mom" she rolled her eyes. "Go do your thing, it's not like I'm a baby. I won't just wander off." "Okay." Minutes later, Jackie walked out of the forest entrance with a devilish grin. Mission accomplished! She's so gullible. What was she thinking? That she really changed? She hated the fact that she had to play the good girl just to get close enough to stab her in the back. "Did it work?" Miranda asked, getting out of the passenger's seat.

There might be someone with ill intentions among them. “No need to worry. I am just here with answers to the questions you are asking.” Jackie did not reveal his identity because he was afraid of trouble. He might be here on Clemont’s order but he had to be careful not to reveal himself or his young master. “Oh? You have answers to our questions?” The blonde guy and his team saw Jackie in the crowd earlier. They might not know who he was but if he could organize the bets, then he must have a strong background.

The one with red hair sang: ♫ Baby Jackie, you don't need to be this angry. Take a look at Zaddy. He is begging for a hug. Have some sense of filial piety, will you? Or one day when it finally comes to your mind, Zaddy'll be beyond your reach. Little Jackie, you Zaddy's favorite honey...♫ Jack's face became green while his grandpa enjoyed the show, even recording it on his tablet. He tried to get closer to him, but the ladies prevented him. He turned around to leave, but the red-haired lady pushed him back in with a creepy smile and continued singing.

I regain my composure and manage to say something that I was surprised it came out as strong as it did. “Your right mom, you are a miracle worker, and I know you can fix anything with your eyes closed and one hand tied behind your back.” Jackie looks shocked to not get any sort of rise out of me, all she manages to do is huff out a breath turn on her heels and stomp out of the store.

Jack asked with an eyebrow raised, and I pointed my finger to the large yellow Stuart the Minion sitting on a bench. "Win it for me," I begged with the best puppy eyes I could muster. "Why don't I win it for you, Princess?" Liam said as he stood next to Jack. "Just like old times, eh, Jack? Where I always give your girls what they want and always win," he added with a slow smirk spreading on his lips. I was about to tell Jack not to bother, but he grabbed the water gun and handed the vendor a five-dollar bill while glaring at his brother. "Not this time, Liam."

The music became louder, and she could feel that anytime from now, if she didn't get up to sober up, she would pass out. She tapped Jackie's shoulder. Her best friend was now leaning his bag against the foamed seat. "That woman!" Jackie smirked and pointed at the air like he could see someone from afar. His cheeks and nose were red, his forehead creased, and his eyes closed. Dalmi couldn't help but chuckle. "Why, Jack? Did you suddenly realized that you'll no longer be a member of that third gender gang?" she jokingly said and tapped his shoulder.