Guy From Croods Novels & Stories

Annabelle was getting increasingly frustrated. Just then, a gruff voice rang out. “Ada!” Everyone froze, including Annabelle, who turned toward the voice. A short, overweight man in beachwear, adorned with a thick gold chain and oversized gold rings, was walking toward them. The moment Ada saw him, she looked as if she had just spotted an A-list celebrity. Her eyes shimmered, and she hurriedly walked up to him with a sweet smile. “Mr. Crooks, what brings you here?” “I came to see what nonsense you’re up to,” the fat man said, slapping Ada’s butt. She blushed shyly.

"I also figgered you wound'n want a stranger just poppin' in all uninvited like. So I thought I'd wait until you'd finished with yer beauty sleep." Robbie was annoyed. Mostly because he'd been caught napping, but secondly because a total stranger was rubbing it in. "And you are?" Robbie felt like a moron. It was pretty obvious who this had to be. "The fuckin' Easter Bunny," the man Robbie assumed was Croc said. "Now take me to your leader." ----------- ----------- Down below . . . ----------- ----------- The Croc had listened quite intently as a roused Tarloh and Natasha explained to the newcomer what the situation was. While concentrating, the large man was eerily silent.

I held my head low. Surprisingly, the look on Mr. Wayne’s face relaxed, his shoulders dropped as he let out a deep sigh. “You loved seeing the smiles of people, do you not?” asked the boss. “I have wondered why it is that you take low-paying freelance jobs despite being from a well-off family and having paid a decent salary. It is not the money that you were after, is it? It’s the smiles.” He said with a gentle smile. Surprised, my head raised on its own. “That … may be true, sir.” I responded.