Regular Show Busted Cart Novels & Stories

"And about that asshole of a brother of yours. I saw him stumbling out of his club earlier. Bottle of whiskey in hand. Not a great sign." Of course. I’d already witnessed him drunk. Up close. Too close. "That’s actually why I was late," he added, scratching the back of his head. "I waited for him to crash so I could slip in without a show. Wasn’t trying to deal with drama." "So you were late intentionally?" "Hey. I already said I was sorry." "I’m not mad, Carter," I sighed. "I was just...curious." Carter avoiding drama felt like a rare solar eclipse, but I let it slide. Again.

Exactly like how the last time it sounded like. Here it came again. And even if Gray already knew what would happen, she could not stop it from happening still. Sarah’s body started glitching again and a loud static noise rang in Gray’s ears. The cart started to violently rock on its own again. Gray lost her balance and fell on the seat. She grabbed hold of the cart like she did the last time. On the other hand, Sarah was standing still, unstirred by the aggressive shaking of the cart. But to Gray, it felt like a massive earthquake.

Damn it all to hell. Carter traipsed to the barn, wondering what just happened. He was flummoxed. And if he was honest with himself, he knew why. Damn. He removed his Stetson and slapped it against his thighs. Always a lady's man, he loved women and enjoyed sex tremendously. He'd never been drawn to one woman at first sight like with Janelle. Midnight, Chase's black stallion, was waiting for him in the grooming area. He picked up a nearby brush and ran it over the horse's back. Midnight quivered.

"You're insane.... you're doing this for those people who treated you like garbage." Even after telling her my choice, she kept persuading to change my decision. "I am doing it for you and Mr. Ryan, too." I assured her. "If that's your choice then I'll do my best to help you in anyway." She forced a weak smile. I smiled back at her in gratitude, "Thanks." Later that day, I hadn't encountered anything strange except for the fact that almost everyone in Blueburn kept talking how the victims had their organs missing. I went to my part time job a bit late but couldn't find the manager to scold me. It was quite unusual for him to miss a day at job. He was always the most punctual and kindest to t

" He said over his shoulders just before getting in the cart. He picked a place, settled into a seat before balancing his system on his knees. It was now a game of speed and tenacity. The fastest fingers wins… Derrick signaled to ES01 who had stopped the moment ES03 started having AI issues. The guy got into the cart with ES02. Derrick stared at ES04 who had Ben in his arms for a bit, he then signaled him to hand Ben to HD who wasn't pleased but had no choice. "Why don't we just wake him up?" He scoffed. "Handle him with care." Derrick sneered. He was getting irritated not because of HD but because the situation they were in gave him cause to worry.

His dad had even tried to stay sober during Carter’s celebration party, although he hadn’t lasted more than three hours before he’d cracked a beer open. Carter returned to the living room. A woman was screaming on the TV because she’d spun a dollar and would go on to compete in the showcase round. “I’m retiring,” said Carter. “From baseball.” Mike rocked slowly, his focus on the TV. “Really,” was his reply. “I tore my rotator cuff and it’s not healed enough to let me play without seriously damaging my shoulder further.” Carter laughed hollowly. “It’s all over. Everything I worked for. Gone in an instant.”

Blaze went first. He grabbed the underside beam with practiced strength. Sheila went next, gripping onto a metal rod beside him. Caleb muttered something about dying tragically before crawling into position. Finally, it was my turn. The cart approached. Closer. Closer. Now. I slid under, pressing my back against the underside, gripping the support beam as tightly as my fingers allowed. My legs wrapped around a side bar. The cart jolted forward. I tightened my hold. Sand rolled beneath us in a blur. The wheels creaked. The wood groaned. Every part of me ached from holding on, but I stayed still.

This was just something I would just have to live with. I waited till they were all wasted and got them in taxes to get them home safely. I was finally alone in the restaurant. I could finally drink to my satisfaction. I spent almost an hour getting wasted. At least no one was there to see my flaws. "Haven't you had enough?" I was startled to my bones that I turned spilling a glass on my hand on the person without realizing who it was. "OMG, Mr chairman." I shouted in surprise. I felt so embarrassed but at the same time I didn't care. He sighed angrily, starring wickedly at me.

No wonder he was having a hard time capturing her likeness. Carter checked on her first thing after he’d arrived at the Bar 9 to find her camper empty and her car gone. Taking out his frustration by scooping manure had worked for a while. He knew it was a stupid move to take out the rest of his frustration on Cash. Then again, he suspected nothing he could’ve said or done would’ve convinced Cash to reveal Macie’s whereabouts.

The dealer gave Harvey York another card. It was another ace. He had a total of eleven points. The crowd’s eyes were wide open. Even Jason Leo’s breath froze at that moment. If Harvey’s points were still under twenty-one after getting another card, he would win by default! “Again!” Harvey said under everyone’s shocked gaze. He had twenty-one points in total. No matter what the hidden card was, Harvey busted. The crowd was utterly shocked after Harvey revealed his hidden card.