Jojo From Horton Hears A Who Novels & Stories

I stepped inside, slamming the door shut behind me, and immediately looked around the small living room. Nathan was sitting on the floor, curled up against the base of his sofa. He wasn't wearing his usual oversized grey hoodie anymore, it was thrown across the room in a crumpled heap. He was in a plain white t-shirt, his knees pulled tightly against his chest, his arms wrapped around his legs as he cried.

"You both are not helping. Kyle isn't here and instead of helping me calm down you both are quarreling. I'm just— What's that noise outside?" All the heads turned to the door where loud noises of someone screaming spilled intensely. "I'll go and check." Jojo offered as he got up from a chair in the corner. He opened the door and peeked out. The girls were hoping to see him step completely out but Jojo flinched and came back in. He slammed the door shut and stood against it with his back pressed hard into the wooden door. "What's wrong, Jojo?" Jasmine asked after taking in the forming beads of sweat on his face.

But before I could draw it, Something hard collided with the back of my neck. “Troublesome Hunter,” I faintly heard his deep voice grumble. Then, the world dissolved into blessed, silent black.

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"Like this morning, when I was about to eat a large chicken sandwich for breakfast, she told me to save it for lunch that what the hell did she buy cereal for." Kaitlyn slapped her forehead. "I think that could've be your mother or something Brandon." Grey roared out a laugh. "Jocks are so goddamned dimwitted and stupid." "You're the devil." Jojo's eyes laid still on the goth girl's who gave her the same penetrative eyes. A scream tore through Arc's eardrums. Everything else happened so fast. A yelp extricated from Grey as Jojo was on him, her hands wrapped tightly around his neck. Strangling him!

I opened the laptop to continue the pending work that required my attention. [Knock! Knock!!Knock!!] "Come in", I muttered The doorknob turned, and Jojo walked in holding a tray of dessert cakes and orange juice in her hand as she approached me with a warm smile gracing her lips. Jojo is the oldest maid in the mansion.

I take several steps back, hiding from Louise, but I can still hear the conversation. “You are a piece of shit, and I might be licking your sister’s wounds, but if you cross her again, I swear you will be the one with fucking wounds,” Jo says before slamming the door shut. I walk towards her, and she smiles, waving her hand. “Come on, dinner is served,” she says, and I look through the magic eye. Louise is just standing there. With her phone glued to her ear. I ignore her and walk into the kitchen to find Jo plating up some food for the two of us. She left two tubs of ben and jerry on the counter, and I put them in the freezer.

Then she hop-skipped over to Vivian and grabbed her hands. “Isn’t this, like, totally awesome?” Her eyes were big and filled with awe. Vivian narrowed her own in response. “Who turned you?” she demanded. Jojo shrugged. “Just some bum. He got, like, everyone. It was totally terrifying at first, but then I woke up with these kick-ass moves. Want to see?” Vivian shook her head. Jojo continued. “We’re, like, totally going to be his army or something. It’s going to be awesome.”

Jojo had recently learnt how to open the fridge and whenever he was hungry, he would go there without bothering Alex. "JoJo what do you think I should do?" JoJo looked back at Alex. "Let me guess, you need my help getting the cookie?" JoJo whined. Alex shook his head and walked over to him. "You know I'm starting to think the only reason you love me is because I feed you." ~~~~~~~ Location: An abandoned warehouse in Mexico. The only sound was the chirping crickets, and the flicking on and off of the lighter Torento held in his hands.