Hot Dog Guy X Gumball Novels & Stories

I can’t help but say. “No I’m not I just happened to know that their personality fits everything about that word.” She denied bitting down on her hot dog, I thanked the vendor and dug into the hot dog, I moaned at how it tasted. It’s been a while I’ve had junk food like this. I’ve been so caught up in my terrible life back at home with Jonathan and all that I forget how what it means to live. I slowed down on my chewing and my stomach churred in upset. “Are you sure you’re fine? You don’t look okay.” Gloria pointed out.

I raised my glass and we toasted. Just then, Leonard and Oliver walked over, each carrying an armful of snacks. Leonard gave us a mischievous grin. "Guess what we brought?" "Let me guess," I said, tapping my chin thoughtfully. "Something completely unnecessary and over the top?" "Exactly," Oliver said, dumping a pile of assorted candies, chips, and what appeared to be a large rubber duck onto the table. "What's with the duck?" I asked, pointing to it. Leonard shrugged. "It's our new team mascot. His name is Sir Quacksalot."

There was a lot of sauce and seaweed on it," said Chris Gordon. "I'll give you one," said Ryan Dixon. Chris Gordon's eyes lit up, and he nodded his head with passion. When the stick came over, Ryan Dixon quickly moved out of the way and put the last one in his mouth. Then he gave the empty box a shake. Even though he didn't say anything, his face and actions were very annoying. "......," said Chris Gordon. He almost cried. After enjoying the octopus balls, they rode for a while to a nearby store and bought two chilled cans of coke. They pulled the tab and drank it as they stood by the door.

He says, “no, I’m fine." “Hey, I said eat!” Again he said, “no, I got bread.” The 28 swears at the guy and then offers the shortish guy the bread. “Rat will take care of you,” he says, “eat.” The short guy takes the bread and eats. Rat has another 28 opposite him with a tattoo on his forehead saying dawg.

I asked, shaking my head and he smirked in response. "You are smart. I like that." He grinned widely and I looked over at the dance floor to find Jenny rubbing herself against some guy and she looked like she was having the time of her life. She was so carefree and candid sometimes. Mandy was trying her best to dance with some guy but she clearly looked like she wanted to get the hell out of here. "I have something for you." The Hunter guy spoke again, gaining my attention and I watched him pull out a small ziplock bag from his pocket which had some pills.

he asked, laughing. I chuckled and said, "Well, you can't go wrong with a classic corndog." Derek nodded enthusiastically and we walked over to the corndog stall. The vendor, a friendly old man with a bushy white mustache, greeted us with a warm smile. "Welcome, welcome! Corndogs, funnel cakes, cotton candy - what can I get for you fine folks today?" Derek grinned and said, "We'll take two corndogs, please!" The vendor nodded and began expertly dipping the corndogs in a vat of hot oil. As we waited, Derek and I browsed the nearby stalls, taking in the colorful array of goods on offer.

" I insisted, stopping him in his tracks. He sighed, realising that he had no way out. I ordered two hotdogs for us. He reached into his pocket for his wallet, but I quickly stopped him. "Let me take care of you," I winked. He smiled back. I handed a ten-dollar note to the hotdog vendor. He was done with our hotdogs in no time. He then handed them to both of us. "Thank you," I smiled at the vendor. We then proceeded to walk. I took no time at all to dig into my hotdog. Derek seemed reluctant.

Matt said more to the hot dog vendor and then he left them. "You? what about you?" he asked the girl who was just following Matt's gaze. "Huh? No. Thank goodness, I'm still full." He just said as he looked at the hot dog and swallowed. The young man noticed that, so he just grinned and took three hotdog sticks and handed them to Furi. "Oh." He said as he handed over the three hotdogs. The girl was surprised and looked at him. "Umf- go ahead. But just one." He took a hot dog at the same time but the young man still held three hot dog sticks to him, then he turned his back on him.

I turned to see a really hot guy smiling at me. "Is it good?" He asked. "Yeah." I nodded. "If I buy you another one.. can I have your number?" He asked and I guess he doesn't read the news or even see my ring. I just shrugged and continued to eat. He got up and he really buy another hotdog for me and for him. I saw Deandre coming to me when the guy gave me the hotdog. Deandre looking at me confused and the guy sat beside me. "You must be hungry." The guy chuckled looking at me and I just ignored him but thanks for the free hot dog anyway. Deandre came to us and sat beside the guy and he was just enjoying his hotdog while looking at me.

He's still on the phone, standing in a corner a few feet away from the hot dog stand, perhaps so I won't be able to hear him. "I'll call you back, Edward." He puts his phone into the pocket of his shorts as he takes one of the jumbo hot dog. "You got the special jumbo?" I nod and smile, "The guy said it's his special sauce and it's only 50 cents extra so," I shrug and have my first bite. "Mhmmmm it's so gooood!" So glad I spent that extra 50 cents! It's freaking delicious! He looks uncomfortable despite chewing his food. What's his problem? Not to his liking?