Gumball X Penny Novels & Stories

Well except the blue big prized dolphin. A dolphin of my dream. "Another try." Xavier hands him another fifty bucks. The game guy smiles as he collects the money he must be enjoying Xavier's failure, I mean he's making a lot of money from Xavier. He got the first, second then miss the third. And I got handed another sick doll. Am gonna faint if he gives me another. "Xavier its enough, you can't waste all your money on this sick game." I place a hand in Xavier's shoulder when the failed the eleven try. I now had a handful of dieing stuffed animals in my hands.

“Hmm. I was thinking about getting that one plush, but it’s a few tickets more than I have in my hand. I’m still looking at that.” At that, Gael immediately looked up. The plush was an alpaca, white with an red scarf, its cute face looking blankly down. 1200 tickets, and from what Gael remembered, Arabella had only 900. Well, that couldn’t do. With the remaining coins he had in his hand, Gael turned, heading to the part of the arcade where he knew he excelled. Basketball games were pretty easy for him and they gave great amounts of tickets if you did well.

He spent a single dollar, and managed to turn it into five thousand in a few moves. If Penelope had not asked to use the remaining chances that her dollar spent had multiplied "and had not lost everything soon after," I would have sworn that the machine was defective. Even I ended up surrendering and throwing my chips into numbers and images combined, but I didn't even have half the luck of my companion. That frustrated me a lot.

grumbled Xanry as he took another seventy-five dollars out from his wallet, unable to play any tricks. Taking the money, Gerald then handed it to Juno before saying with a smile, “Hold on to it for me, will you, Juno? After all, it’s probably rare that monitor is this generous!” Upon hearing that, Xanry was instantly infuriated.

Only carried them, no nickles or dimes. He figured the price of the Pepsi and Twinkies would be two dollars and thirty cents. The Pepsi $1.75 plus the deposit tax, and the Twinkies fifty cents. Unconsciously he counted out ten quarters. He laid them on the counter as the kid—whose badge read RUSS GIVENS—droned, “That’ll be four bucks.” Bobby scowled. “Four bucks? Aren’t the Pepsis still on sale?” Russ Givens shook his head and shrugged, as if commiserating with Bobby’s plight. Yes, indeed, it was a crime Pepsis were no longer on sale. “Manager took ‘em off sale this morning. Sorry.”

I said and walked towards the counter. He quietly followed me until we got to the counter. There are many kids in line waiting for their turn to buy coins. There are also people our age who are playing already. "This is the counter. You can buy coins here that you will use to play the games. That's the equivalent. Fifty pesos for ten coins and so on. There are games here that need two coins to play one game." I explained. "And look at the tickets they are holding," I said, pointing to the tickets the kid was holding. "If you keep that and earn more, you can exchange them for whatever you want as long as it is the same equivalent. For example, the teddy bear needs five thousand tickets, and t

he said looking at the posters of food on the wall behind her "Wh...what will you have sir?" she stattered "That looks yummy, i will have it." he said pointing at picture of a burger king, fries and large pieces of chicken." "That will be ten dollars sir." she said voice trying to suppress all the fear "Dollars?" "Yes dollars, ten dollars for that meal." Feeling confused, Xavier dug into his trouser pocket taking out a shining gold coin. The bald man behind him coughed in shock looking closely at the glittering object

She rolled her eyes and toyed with her bright red nails as she snapped, "I told you it was only 50 cents! What are you freaking out about, you broke loser? You're so annoying! "It's not like your mom is going to make it anyway. Those 50 cents are already generous for all your years of work. And if you're really that desperate, I'll even toss in another dollar. "You can buy her a roll or something, so she doesn't die on an empty stomach." My voice came out hoarse and raw. "Sasha, I dare you to say that again." She planted her hands on her hips and sneered. "I could say it a thousand times, and your mom still wouldn't make it. Do you really think being the top in sales means something?

‘I just thought it strange. ‘They wouldn’t take a check for an amount that large.’ Penny turned her back to Rachel and pulled a tray of necklaces off the shelf along the back wall. ‘Cash or credit cards only. So I went to the bank and withdrew the money.’ ‘Well, that explains it.’ Rachel picked up the invoice, but hesitated. ‘Is there something else?’ ‘I’ve never known Weatherby’s to be so sloppy with their receipts. They normally have preprinted forms.’ ‘Their computer was on the fritz,’ Penny said without glancing up from the tray of jewelry.

“That’s... excessive.” I grabbed a lollipop, popped it in my mouth, and picked up one of the letters, skimming through it. My stomach turned. "Noah, your voice is like a melody in my dreams, your smile haunts me in the best way possible..." I gagged and immediately crumpled the letter. “Nope. I shouldn't have read that.” Penny snickered. “You know, you could just screw them. They’re literally begging for it. It's a win-win thing.”