Timmy Turner Costume Mga Nobela at Kwento

As soon as he called them, they turned around and a huge smile on their faces appeared upon seeing their grandchild. Timothy's grandmother resembles his father so much. Actually, they don't even look like they already have grandchildren. His grandmother looks like a celebrity with her flawless and beautiful face. She was wearing a pink dress and a shole. His grandfather then looks like a prince in his black suit and blonde slicked back hair. "Timmy!" his grandmother cooed as she hugged Timothy. "Grandma. I missed you so much." "Oh, and I missed you so much too, my child."

"I know I know it's terrible too, but this one's different, it's just an award dinner and that's it, you just have to come as my bodyguard, I'll collect them and leave " "I thought Timothy does all that stuff for you?". "Yes he does but he's having a staycation with his girlfriend and has refused by all means to go", he said. I groaned again. "But wait that'll mean we'll have to go back home cuz I don't have any clothes for that ",I stated. " Oh it's okay I've got a couple of them inside ". "You want me to wear your clothes?", I asked. "Of course it'll look cute on you, we'll just look for anything that's slightly bigger than me", he said dragging me inside.

The only ones not yet ready were Skyller and Christian. " Wow, Rose, are you determined to kill someone from the heart today? " Liam sneered. " I hope I find someone worth it," I crooned. My costume consisted of a white tulle bodice encrusted with various sparkly pebbles and a tulle tutu skirt that didn't even reach halfway up my thighs. In the back I wore a pair of white wings and a halo on my head.

So please, let them believe that we won't do anything and then attack when they least expect it. "I'm not sleeping with Cecelia to gain their trust, but I'll not kill her either.'' " sounds like a good plan. The door opened and Timothy walked. He wiggled the key before untying us and smiling, "I'll give you ladies 5 minutes to finish up." then he was out. We both put on our black dresses and then I looked at my roommate, "ready?" She looked at me, gasped and then smiled, " as long as you promise no funny business."

"I know I know it's terrible too, but this one's different, it's just an award dinner and that's it, you just have to come as my bodyguard, I'll collect them and leave " "I thought Timothy does all that stuff for you?". "Yes he does but he's having a staycation with his girlfriend and has refused by all means to go", he said. I groaned again. "But wait that'll mean we'll have to go back home cuz I don't have any clothes for that ",I stated. " Oh it's okay I've got a couple of them inside ". "You want me to wear your clothes?", I asked. "Of course it'll look cute on you, we'll just look for anything that's slightly bigger than me", he said dragging me inside.

“Alright, fine. I’ll stay — but I’ll face the other way, okay?” “Okay!” he said, grinning from ear to ear. She turned around, pretending to examine one of the paintings on the wall while he changed. Behind her, she could hear him humming a random tune, his movements clumsy but cheerful as he struggled with the buttons. “Cassy?” he said after a moment. “Yes, Timmy?” “Do you think Grandma will like my hair like this? Or should I comb it again?” She turned slightly to glance at him — his hair already neat, just a few strands sticking out in front. “Hmm, it looks fine. Maybe just brush that part.” She pointed.

"Damn Liv! That look is way better on you! The black was pretty but it always made you look like a damn vampire, like the ones from those stupid stereotypical movies, this is definitely your look." "What he said." Timothy said while his eyes still were trailing over me, my heart thumping nervously at the way he was looking at me. "Thanks you guys, I never really liked the black, this feels like me again, and the dress! Thank you Andy for picking out the perfect outfit for me to wear back there.

“Dear sweet couples, Pollyie had already sewn your costumes for the dance night. You may tell Pollyie if your costumes do not fit ahead of time.” ---~~~--- When they got home, they saw a big box delivered at the front door. Bobby brought it inside while Tiffie took the cutter. Excitement went through her veins. Quickly, she slid the cutter at every side of the box to cut the transparent tape. Carefully, Bobby opened the left side of the box. They rubbed their eyes out after they saw their costumes. It has a black Venus-cut dress decorated with little diamonds. The red curly frills were attached to the edge of the dress. Bobby took the V-neck white Long-sleeves and black slacks. Then, he glim

" Shelly had never liked that expression on Mia's face. At that moment, Maya called aloud, "Timothy!" Mia raised her head and waved. Timothy was making his way into the venue in a linen suit complemented with a dark-grey tie. She picked the color of the suit herself in the past. Previously, he loved dressing up in dark colors, so she chose a lot of light-colored suits. Yet, she never saw him wearing them. Now, he appeared younger in that light shade. As a matter of fact, handsome men looked good in anything.

He’d take his time with the enforcer’s fingers before filing down those teeth that had dared to claim his skin. The fantasy didn't cool the fire in his gut. He needed to move. Staying in this room, bare-assed and vulnerable, was a tactical disaster. "Clothes. Now." Kan scooped Timothy’s shredded gear off the floor, his eyes tracking the lines of Timothy's body. "You’re not wearing this trash again. I’m not spending twenty minutes cutting you out of tactical leather next time." "As if there’s a next time," Timothy snapped. He planted his hands on his hips. "What do you want me in, then, leech? Silk pajamas?"