Erine81981
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This is my first Fan Fiction so be pacenit with me. I haven't really thought this through but I do have the first rough draft. Here I go.
Sesame Street (In the Begining) Chapter 1
Our story starts out as any other day. This was the summer season and the days had been sunny all day. On the street below where the clouds were swept away and the sun shown all day. What a beautiful day it was.
Two pretty young couple were moving down the road into an vancant apartment. Names were Susan and Gordon. Susan wore an old 60's dress that her mom had made back when she was growning up. Her black afro hair that stuck out nice. Gordon wore a plaid shirt with bellbottom pants. He also was stylin an afro of his own. Cool dadeo.
The apartment was a pretty nice brick apartment. There were three numbers that hung on the front of the apartment that read "109." Susan then spoke up and said "Maybe we can change the numbers to 1 2 3?" Gordon then said, "That sounds good to me. 1 2 3. What is this street named anyways?" asked Gordon. "It says it right over on that sign. Sesame Street." said Susan.
Just then Gordon's younger sister Oliva pulls up in her VW bettle. Oliva was the sister of Gordon. Her older brother. She had fellowed him around ever since she could walk. She wore pretty much the same shirt as her brother but with it being a womans style of it. Her hair was about the same as Susans but just shorter. "Hey there big brother. What's happenin?"
"Oh nothing yet. Just waiting for the Furniture Truck to pull up." said Gordon. "Hey there Susan. Your looking pretty today. I wished I could get my hair to do that," said Oliva.
"Oh you know. I just have a thing for hair. Maybe I'll be a hair dresser." "You should really stay with what your dad wants you to be. A nurse!" said Gordon. "Ooooo thats what I wanted to be but I have a nack for camreas," said Oliva.
Finally after a few hours had past the Furniture Truck came and gone. All the funriture was placed where they had wanted it. "Thanks for your help sis." "Your welcome Gordo." "Don't call me that. You know I hated that name growing up." "Sorry. *giggles* GORDO!" "I'll get you for that." "Now you two stop that. There will be no horse play in this house." said Susan. "Sorry honey."
Oliva goes outside to get some fresh air when she notices a bunch of old trunks and boxes sitting outside the apartment. "What in the world? Theres trash everywhere. I'll have to call Gordon to come and see this. Gordon? Susan? Come here. Look at all this trash!?"
"My lord is that a bunch of trash. Honey? Are you going to clean this up. We don't want people thinking were slops or trash collectors. Do something?!"
"Ok honey. Hold your horses." He starts to pick up one of the boxes and something from there moves around. Drops the box. "Somethings in there? I'm not touching it."
"I'll do it then." says Oliva. She begins to pick it up when a voices come from one of the old trunks. "What was that?" said Oliva.
"What? I didn't hear anything sis. Are you sure your not imaginging?"
"Stop it Gordon. I'm not kidding. I heard something from one of those old trunks."
An orange creature stuck her head out of the box. "What in the world are you doing to my home?"
Oliva says "And you thought I was imagining something. See?
"I see it but I don't believe it. What or who are you?"
"I really don't talk to people. There to nice for my taste but since you asked I'll tell you. I'm Miss Grouch. I live here in this dump you call a nighborhood. There I told you. Now SCRAM!" The lid of the box slams shut.
"Did you see what I just saw?" said Gordon.
"Uh huh?" said Susan.
"That was one weird conversion I've had in years." said Oliva.
That was one weird thing that had happen since they had moved in. They never expected this to be this way pretty much every day. Are they in for a big surprise.
(End of Chapter 1)
I'll keep writing when I get some more of it though out. Thanks and hope ya'll like it.
Sesame Street (In the Begining) Chapter 1
Our story starts out as any other day. This was the summer season and the days had been sunny all day. On the street below where the clouds were swept away and the sun shown all day. What a beautiful day it was.
Two pretty young couple were moving down the road into an vancant apartment. Names were Susan and Gordon. Susan wore an old 60's dress that her mom had made back when she was growning up. Her black afro hair that stuck out nice. Gordon wore a plaid shirt with bellbottom pants. He also was stylin an afro of his own. Cool dadeo.
The apartment was a pretty nice brick apartment. There were three numbers that hung on the front of the apartment that read "109." Susan then spoke up and said "Maybe we can change the numbers to 1 2 3?" Gordon then said, "That sounds good to me. 1 2 3. What is this street named anyways?" asked Gordon. "It says it right over on that sign. Sesame Street." said Susan.
Just then Gordon's younger sister Oliva pulls up in her VW bettle. Oliva was the sister of Gordon. Her older brother. She had fellowed him around ever since she could walk. She wore pretty much the same shirt as her brother but with it being a womans style of it. Her hair was about the same as Susans but just shorter. "Hey there big brother. What's happenin?"
"Oh nothing yet. Just waiting for the Furniture Truck to pull up." said Gordon. "Hey there Susan. Your looking pretty today. I wished I could get my hair to do that," said Oliva.
"Oh you know. I just have a thing for hair. Maybe I'll be a hair dresser." "You should really stay with what your dad wants you to be. A nurse!" said Gordon. "Ooooo thats what I wanted to be but I have a nack for camreas," said Oliva.
Finally after a few hours had past the Furniture Truck came and gone. All the funriture was placed where they had wanted it. "Thanks for your help sis." "Your welcome Gordo." "Don't call me that. You know I hated that name growing up." "Sorry. *giggles* GORDO!" "I'll get you for that." "Now you two stop that. There will be no horse play in this house." said Susan. "Sorry honey."
Oliva goes outside to get some fresh air when she notices a bunch of old trunks and boxes sitting outside the apartment. "What in the world? Theres trash everywhere. I'll have to call Gordon to come and see this. Gordon? Susan? Come here. Look at all this trash!?"
"My lord is that a bunch of trash. Honey? Are you going to clean this up. We don't want people thinking were slops or trash collectors. Do something?!"
"Ok honey. Hold your horses." He starts to pick up one of the boxes and something from there moves around. Drops the box. "Somethings in there? I'm not touching it."
"I'll do it then." says Oliva. She begins to pick it up when a voices come from one of the old trunks. "What was that?" said Oliva.
"What? I didn't hear anything sis. Are you sure your not imaginging?"
"Stop it Gordon. I'm not kidding. I heard something from one of those old trunks."
An orange creature stuck her head out of the box. "What in the world are you doing to my home?"
Oliva says "And you thought I was imagining something. See?
"I see it but I don't believe it. What or who are you?"
"I really don't talk to people. There to nice for my taste but since you asked I'll tell you. I'm Miss Grouch. I live here in this dump you call a nighborhood. There I told you. Now SCRAM!" The lid of the box slams shut.
"Did you see what I just saw?" said Gordon.
"Uh huh?" said Susan.
"That was one weird conversion I've had in years." said Oliva.
That was one weird thing that had happen since they had moved in. They never expected this to be this way pretty much every day. Are they in for a big surprise.
(End of Chapter 1)
I'll keep writing when I get some more of it though out. Thanks and hope ya'll like it.