Hot Dog Guy X Gumball Novels & Stories

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?

Douchbag. Xavier missed the first try, missed the second and got the third, the guy handed us a stuffed angry bird that looks like it was dieing from starvation. What the chocolate. "I will try again." Xavier hands the guy another fifty bucks. This time Xavier got the first missed, got the second and missed the third. The game guy then hand us a stuffed cat in no better condition as the angry bird. I think this guy is not a animal lover. All the animals are in a severe condition. Well except the blue big prized dolphin.

Theirs ended. When Bobby entered the Quickmart after work he saw the same scowling attendant who’d worked last night, Russ Givens. The one who’d “cut him a break” by giving him a Pepsi for half off after the sale. The guy Bobby must’ve mistakenly given that weird coin to.

We tried on every food stall, played every game, rode every carnival ride, and tried every activity there was to do. The night went by swiftly. Hade and I sat down on one of the park benches as we chewed on our hotdogs. I think I was too excited with my hotdog because I started choking. Hade immediately gave me the drink we bought with the hotdogs and I chugged shamelessly. I heard Hade chuckle and I glared at him. He smiled warmly in return. "I'll get you another drink, hang on," he said as he reached for the empty cup. He planted a quick kiss on my forehead before disappearing into the crowd.

Quickly handing the cup to him, Xavia stuttered, “I-if you like it so much, you can have the entire thing…!” Knowing how embarrassed she already was, Zivon simply chuckled before opening the hotdog bag… But when he saw ten whole hotdogs inside, he paused for a moment before helplessly saying, “…Do you think I’m starving or something…? Anyway, you like hotdogs too, right…? Let’s have them together…” …Did he have to put it that way…?! Unable to help herself, Xavia gulped before replying, “I-I no longer like eating hotdogs!”

**ELENA'S POV** The guy with the creepy smile blocked the exit and stepped closer, bringing with him the smell of cheap cologne and tobacco. I guess I could call him Mr. Creepy Smile. “Curious cats,” the tattooed guy chuckled, rolling his shoulders like he was warming up for another kill. “We know what happens to them.” I'll call him Mr. Gold-Tooth. I let my lips curl as I replied to him. “They tend to take someone with them.”

"Plus, Liam said he was grabbing provisions." Right on cue, a tall guy with shaggy blonde hair pushed through the crowd. He wore a vintage flannel shirt over a white tee and a fresh pair of black and white Nike Dunks that somehow survived the sticky floor. He held three small plastic cups filled with bright red gelatin. "Provisions secured," Liam announced, handing a cup to Tessa before offering one to me. "Cherry vodka jello. These are lethal, proceed with caution." "Thank God," Tessa said, grabbing a cup.

Jamal asked and the man handed the hotdogs to Adele, smiling proudly. "There's five of them. The first is preparing for his GCSE. Very proud of him. He'll be here soon to take over for the night so I can go home and rest." He explained and Jamal nodded. "I see…" Jamal said nodding. "So, how much are you expecting to make by the end of today's sales?" "Well, say, five hundred dollars if it goes well." The man estimated and Jamal looked down at his wallet again. He counted out ten hundred dollar bills and held towards the man who took a step back in shock.

, he went to a fast food restaurant where he placed an order for two double cheeseburgers, a huge order of fries, and a double thick chocolate malt. Before heading back to his secret hideout under the earth, he made a second visit to a convenience store and purchased a number of candy bars. Gwen was dolefully contemplative as she sat on the sofa in the same spot where he had left her. As soon as she detected the whiff of food, you could see a change in her demeanor. "Dinner and dessert," he added as he placed the bag with the burgers and fries on her lap, then he placed the malt and the bag with the candy bars on the end table. "Dinner and dessert," he repeated. She tore into the sack while

Marcus was nowhere to find and I decided not to drag him on my food trip. I am threading through the crowd of tourists when I found a hotdog stand. I ordered two jumbos and a fruit shake to go with it. Pulling my wallet from my handbag, I paid for the food and started to walk away. It was quiet at first then I heard them mumbling around me before they erupted, the whole crowd laughing.