Triple Threat Henry Stickmin Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 40: FULL CIRCLE Five years ago, I walked down an aisle pretending to be someone else. Today, I finally know exactly who I am. The morning starts the way mornings start now: loud, warm, and slightly chaotic before seven. Daniel and Henry are three years old and have formed a coalition against furniture. They operate as a unit with separate roles: Henry identifies the target and Daniel executes. This morning's target is a couch cushion that has been removed from the sofa and is being used as a sled across the hallway floor. Dominic is on his knees at the bottom of the hallway acting as a human bumper, in yesterday's suit trousers and his good shirt, which he was supposed to have left f

“If you so much as think about touching her with one of your measly little fingers, I’ll break your other hand.” A few of the boys snicker. “Mr. Abbott!” the headmaster snaps, face darkening to an angry red. “And not just your hand,” Aiden continues, unbothered, “but both your legs. Mark my words, Henry. I don’t make idle threats. When I threaten, I deliver.” “Don’t worry, Aiden,” Henry replies smugly. I hear the grin in his voice. “She’ll come back to you with a wide smile on her face… and her legs slightly quivering.”

Before coming here, we had to practice mock battles at least twice a month since we were kids, and after coming here, it's gone because everyone is busy settling into a new place, building and maintaining a new home, crop. I watched from above with my teammates, each party will have two people guarding a house. I'm on the same team as the gray-haired Henry, the person has a sloppy look, a bad habit, Henry is a reliable guy, he's a multi-talented guy. Occasionally, I also hate how he jokes around with the people around him. People who get teased often don't like him very much, that's in everyday life. Henry's only weapon is a paper pinwheel, which is ancient but has not been torn despite many

The current was turbulent, and the ground was slippery so loosing my concentration would result in something unimaginably bad. After about five minutes of careful navigation through the flood with my feet, we crossed the brook. I lowered her to the ground. And just when she stood on her feet, she creamed; “Crabs, crabs!” I looked at where she pointed the light to, and there, on the muddy ground, I saw two crabs that held on tightly to each other with their pincers.

Thomas and Sam stared as Henry shifted into his human form. “Why were you kicked out of your pack?” Thomas asked, “Well I got blamed for something I didn't do,” Henry replied. “I just need to sit here and rest for a bit? Do you mind?” “Go right ahead,” Sam smiled at him. Thomas and Sam went about fixing their home up. “Is there anything I can do to help,” Henry asked. “Yes, you could go get more supplies. We need more sticks, straw, moss, and leaves,” Thomas replied as he wove another stick into place. “And maybe some more mud or clay.”

Henry chuckled while Nathan glanced at him, puzzle. "Are you sure you don't need my help?" Nathan asked. "Don't worry... I always used protection!" Henry was laughing. "Use it properly, you idiot! You have a strong genes to spread____" "You told me I was lack of experience when I already got three good looking kids___" "I got twins in one blow! wait until my wife regain her memories and will make another pair!" Nathan quickly cut Henry's proudness. "Oh well, I'll be glad to make two or three more girls one day___"

Theo said in return. I was starting to see the slight humor in his eyes and I knew at that moment he was getting a rise out of this. It was like this was some kind of joke to him. But what game was he trying to play with me? “There’s no reason other than Henry’s ego,” I muttered, folding my arms across his chest. “Gavin is threatening to him, so he tries to tear him down.” “I don’t believe Henry would frame an innocent man of crimes he didn’t commit. He’s been a long-time member of the Moonshadow organization, and he’s been nothing but incredible from day one. You out of anyone should know the kind of person Henry is.”

"They are my pride and joy! They can do things you can’t even imagine!" Just then, a loud roar echoed nearby. The delivery driver who had brought the triplets swung a wooden plank as he charged in. Serena seized the distraction to fight back, and one by one, the thugs began to fall. "Hiyaaa! Take that, Mister!" The triplets sprang into action when they saw another thug trying to ambush their mother from behind. They leaped and ran with agile movements, using their tiny hands to grab and grip the man’s clothes with all their might. The thug collapsed, screaming in pain as the three children worked in perfect unison to pinch his face as hard as they could.

"You little brat! Can't you make some more noise when you walk? You almost scared me to death!" Henry said as he grabbed a cushion and threw it at Luke. Luke caught the cushion. "I've always been walking like this, but you weren't scared back then." Henry sat down. "I was playing a game. The story is just too scary!" "Are you playing After School?" Luke walked over to take a look, only to see that Henry indeed was playing the game.