Truck Toy Story Novels & Stories

“That’s Tobey.” As if summoned by his own name, Tobey came running toward them, pushing a toy truck overflowing with grass, sand, leaves, and several unidentifiable treasures collected with great importance. The wheels refused to turn. He stopped in front of Alicia, brows knitted in deep confusion. “Mommy… It’s broken.” She crouched beside him. “Maybe it’s just tired.” Then she looked up. “Tobey, this is Teddy. An old friend of mine.”

And to be able to do that, I should spend the day with him and without making him notice that I was watching him. With that, I nodded and forced a smile. He smiled woefully, gently grabbed my hand, and carefully pulled me to the theme he wanted to try first. And as the day got longer, I forgot about the plan. The first theme that we tried was the Toy Story Land, where we met the mascot for Woody and a T-rex mascot. He was so childish in a playful way and took a lot of pictures, some were the usual pose while most were his made face that made me laugh hard.

Tracy and Tokodi left soon after the brief conversation with the parents. Tokodi often visited his family who still lived here so he went round showing Tracy all the old spots that had been transformed. Tokodi was driving Tracy’s car and he drove slowly and carefully as the old neighbourhood had poorly maintained roads. Tokodi managed to make Tracy laugh as he reminded her of various escapades they had done in their childhood days. By the time they were driving into the highway, Tracy was in a very pleasant mood.

He paused, letting the silence stretch between us. “It was a power bike.” Tobias whispered, his eyes locked onto mine. “The same model as yours, and the exact same custom license plate. Now, why would the captain of the Kensington hockey team be lurking around our rival school at night? You don't have friends at that poor people school like I do, so that's definitely not the reason.” Shit. Shit. He was talking about that night when I made Calix cum for the first time! Shiiiiiiiiiiit!

Teuf opened his eye from where he lay at their feet and seemed to grin before closing it again. “Ate a tire.” “Off a bulldozer. And two patrol cars. A couple of magazines, not the paper kind. Training equipment. You know those suits that we wear while training them to bite? He ate one.” Wyatt started laughing. “What you’re saying is don’t leave him alone with tires.” “He was acting out,” she said, debating how much of the next part she should tell.

I woke up with no Andrei beside me. When I looked around, he was also nowhere inside the room. It's officially his birthday and everybody in the house is so excited for it. Toy story is the theme of the party. Andrei specifically asked for it. He already knows what he wants and what he doesn't want, and just thinking about it kind of makes me well up with tears.

I’d take it. As the meal wound down, I cleared the table while Ivy helped Noah wash his hands. When they returned, Noah seemed more relaxed, his guard completely down. “Can I show Rowan my new truck, Mommy?” Noah asked, bouncing on his toes. Ivy hesitated, then nodded. “Okay. Just for a few minutes.” Noah ran off to get his bag, returning moments later with a bright red toy truck. He plopped down on the floor and started explaining all its features with the enthusiasm only a Seven-year-old could muster.