Mad Regular Show Novels & Stories

MJ has long pretty red hair and pretty light blue eyes. MJ changed her clothes. She started running and working out, and even got contacts. Everyone was growing up. 2 weeks before school started. Pool party at MJ’s. The parents are at the club for their adult party. “So, are you nervous to see Jared?” Madison asked. “I don’t know what you mean.” MJ said. “Uh huh, I bet he’s in for a shock!” Madison replied. “Oh yeah.” Jessi agreed. “Ditto.” Crissy said.

Scarlett’s POV The liquid went down wrong, burning my throat, making me cough and gasp. Water splashed across the tablecloth, dark spots blooming on the white linen. Cade froze on the staircase. One foot suspended mid-step. His entire body had gone rigid. "What?" Mom's voice cut through the sudden silence. "What child are you talking about, Maddy?" "I'm pregnant." Madison stuffed another mouthful of cheesecake between her lips, chewed, swallowed. "I was going to announce it at dinner, but what better family time than now?"

“No, but you can make yourself useful by setting it up for us.” I think Victor will refuse, but he shocks me by nodding, and together we go to the living room where he sets up the television. I’m surprised to see there’s a N*****x account already attached to the television, so I take the remote from him and begin watching the third season of 2 Broke Girls because it reminds me of Soph who I miss so much. It’s her favorite show. Three episodes in and I know Madam C won’t be joining me when all she does is pass me my meal with a promise to return. Though I’m a little saddened by it, I’m too busy laughing to dwell on the sadness. I really love Max, she’s funny.

After my sister, Elina Spencer, died, I became her replacement. I copied everything she did and bent over backward to please them, all because I wanted to matter to them just a little more. But there was only ever room for Elina in their hearts. They never stopped reminding me that I was nothing more than her substitute, that I should never dream of taking her place. Then one day, Elina—the one everyone thought was dead—came back. At last, I was free. I left this world in peace. Only then did they regret everything. They cried as they chased after me, pleading for me to return, begging for my forgiveness. But I was already dead.

I jump when the door opens and I immediately regret not checking for a weapon. A woman with dark shoulder-length hair enters. She’s carrying a tray and smiles in my direction when she sees I’m awake. “Welcome to my home,” she says. “You’re safe here. My husband brought you early this morning. It’s after noon now and I know you must be hungry.” “Where is here?” I ask throatily. She offers another smile. “Phoenix, Arizona. I’m Madison, though my friends call me Mak and I’d be happier if you did the same. My husband is Xavier Moon.”

For Moon sake, she couldn't have said that sooner? "Good," I mumbled, undoing my buttons next. "But she wants to come home, and the asylum's thinking of releasing her. Like this couldn't get any worse. "Mother, please." I whirled around to face her. "I honestly can't deal with Maddy right now." Remove a 'd' and the 'y' form her name and you'll have mad. And it wasn't even an insult. She really was mad. "I know, Jaris. But—"

“Did something happen to him?” Arah didn’t know how to answer that. It wasn’t like she could say, ‘Oh yeah, he was murdered by my husband. But I brought him back using my magical Clover Wish tattoo.’ Though, in hindsight, she did wonder if there was an afterlife for animals—and if coming back from it required some kind of adjustment. That could explain Barky’s behavior. The sudden drop in the music’s volume cut their conversation off. Mabel’s sister’s voice came on through a wireless mic. “Calling all the ladies over here—we’re about to kick this party off!”

“Every Sunday?” “Race day.” He hops down after scoring a juice box and runs back to the couch to watch his show. I don’t know what to make of that, but the garlic bread needs my immediate attention. XXX “Guess what?” Madonna says as soon as she answers. I waited until eleven, my time, to call her. My tired body sinks into the mattress. I’m more exhausted from the past few days with Cullen than from my high-intensity, high-risk job. “What?”

I'd tear him apart if he did. Madison turns her head towards the executive. "You swim?" Her eyes light up. There aren't many people she can race against in her free time. "Four years at Penn," he responds, smiling before flipping a page in his notes. "Can I get personal with you for a moment?" Maddy uncaps a bottle of water. "Sure." "Would you be willing to discuss your virginity on the show?" The room falls into an uncomfortable silence. Maddy has kept her dating and sexual life extremely private, so everyone assumes she's a virgin.

Rachel muttered softly, not expecting Madison to hear. "What do you mean, Mom?" Madison asked. "Nothing," Rachel answered. As Rachel left the room, Madison called out, "Mom!" Rachel's response was a sarcastic, "Yes, dear, I'm sure your father's name will definitely land you a job... as a princess, perhaps?" She rolled her eyes and continued searching for Rick, shaking her head in disbelief at her daughter's audacity.