Regular Show White Elephant Novels & Stories

He stood looking through the misty form of Claire, and she looked back at him. "White!" Claire's voice echoed. He seemed not to recognize her. He looked at her with care, trying to remember. "White! It's me, Claire Steele." It was then his eyes brightened, and he gazed at her with amazement. "Claire?" White called. "My love." Claire was filled with so much passion, ghost-like tears ran down her cheeks, and she grinned. "I've missed you." White's eyes combed her form, and he said, "Why are you—" but he paused, and didn't finish. He seemed to remember. And he nodded. "I did this. I'm sorry. I couldn't feel. I still can't."

I looked as if I had heard the greatest joke under heaven. "Second Elder, have you grown senile? The Fox King has already spoken. You want me to withdraw? Are you trying to start a war between Moonridge and the Fox Clan?" The Second Elder went pale and had no reply. Just then, a commotion came from outside the hall. "The black fox has transformed! The black fox has transformed!" Everyone was shocked and rushed outside. In the middle of the square, a ball of black mist slowly dispersed, revealing a tall, slender figure.

He scowls at my hand that rests on his arm. Tingles work their way up through my fingertips and dance joyfully up my wrist, through my arm, and do a tap dance in my stomach with the horde of butterflies that seem to have taken up permanent residency since meeting him. He shakes my hold loose and I stare at him, trying to determine if he is always so angry. “Yes, he is a were-elephant,” he says. He points to a man climbing a pole and I gape when I realize it’s a monkey in an acrobat suit. It leaps from pole to pole with a girl around my age cheering him on screaming, dad. My eyes bulge and I look at him expectantly.

"Who invited these clowns? Spouting nonsense at someone else's wedding, they ought to be kicked out!" "They're clearly here to stir up trouble. And that dress? Looks like she's straight out of a nightclub." "Where's security when you need it? We can't miss the perfect moment to tie the knot! Hold on, wasn't she the original bride? Why the sudden switcheroo?" Jane's mom plastered on a smile that did not quite reach her eyes as she took the stage, gripping my hand. "Seth, every couple has their spats, but there's a limit. Let's not ruin this happy day with drama. Let's get the ceremony back on track, shall we?

Amelia, likewise, was absorbed in her own world, playing with her phone, texting, and barely sparing a glance at Eloise. Eloise’s throat was raw, her voice crackling as she pushed through the song. But it didn’t matter. No one was listening. She could feel her voice weakening with each note, but she couldn’t stop. She could barely breathe as she sang through the pain. After what felt like an eternity, Mr. White finally pulled out his earplugs and stood up, visibly irritated. “Enough,” he said curtly, walking toward the table where the money was stacked. “Take all the money off the table,” he ordered, not even sparing a second glance at Eloise.

As he was busy buying vegetables to prepare dinner in the evening, Charlie suddenly received a phone call from Jasmine. After answering the call, Jasmine spoke to him in a serious manner as she said directly, “Mr. Wade, it seems as though Mr. Yaleman has invited some antique, Feng Shui, and metaphysics masters to attend a banquet that would be held at the White family mansion. He wants me to ask you if you have the time to attend this banquet.” “The White family? Who are they?” Jasmine replied, “The White family is a middle-class family with two male descendants, Gerald White and Kevin White.”

There is a round of cheers from a bleacher where Blackeagles is tagged over. A shewolf in tiny tank-top and tight booty shorts grabs it. She twirls it around her fingers and winks at the camera. The crowd breaks into loud cheers again. Ibhaan chuckles when the said booty shorts kisses the balloon. If it were not enough, she licks the lipstick mark too. Ee-fucking-ew!

It was really starting to look like his loss, then he suddenly had an idea. The crowd watched the elephant chase after Waramaki for more than a minute and then it suddenly started moving in a frenzy as if it was backing away from something. Most people could see it with their naked eyes but the cameras were able to capture the appearance of a mouse in the arena, snowy white with a pinkish nose and inner ears.

The machine beeps. His hand goes to the joystick. The claw moves. Left. Forward. I The children hold their breath. The claw travels. Smooth. Steady. Reaches the drop zone. Opens. The elephant falls. Lands in the chute with a soft thump. "YES!" Alexander screams. Pure joy. "YOU DID IT! ONE QUARTER! YOU DID IT WITH ONE QUARTER!" Madison already has the prize door open. Pulling out the elephant. Clutching it to her chest like it's made of gold.

Usually, I don't communicate with this multitude of words, so he understands there must be something important going on. “Enrick, whatever it is, we'll get through it. You know I can't be mad at you for long. So, spit it out, man. Don't beat around the bush. You are making me nervous”, he answers curiously. I swallow and look at my Beta. “You see, that White Wolf crossing our border...,” I begin hesitantly. Jace suddenly starts laughing uncontrollably, causing me to stare sheepishly at him. He gets up from the chair, grabs his stomach and hiccups around the office. Goodness, what a drama king.