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Chapter 3
It was the next morning and they had pretty much slept all through morning. It has been a pretty weird day before. A big egg was found on the front step of Sesame Street apartments.
Gordon gets up and goes into the kitchen and starts fixing breakfeast when heard Susan scream at the top of lungs. "Come quick! Its here!" Gordon ran from the kitchen to the living room where the egg was brought to a stand still.
"Whats wrong?!" said Gordon.
"Look at it! Its that egg." said Susan.
Gordon looked puzzled at the egg. Nothing seemed wrong with. What was Susan talking about? Did hatch or what?
"I still don't see what your talking about?" said Gordon still puzzled.
Susan points to a crack in the side of it. "Oh sorry honey. I didn't see what you were talking about. I thought you saw something coming out of it." said Gordon laughing.
"Maybe I need to go get some more water bottles." said Susan.
"No don't worry. Just call Mr. Hooper. He said he would just give them to us."
"Ok. Susan calls Hooper and he comes over with a box of emtpy waterbottles.
"Here you go. Do ya'll need anything else?" asked Hooper.
"Nah, that should be all. Thanks Mr. Hooper." said Susan.
"Call me Harold. I fell old if you call me Hooper all the time." said Mr. Hooper.
"I just can't seem me calling you Harold but we'll try. Thanks again." said Gordon.
"Oh don't forget. I might be a little young but I still want to be a grandpa to ya'll." said Mr. Hooper.
"Your so kind Mr. Hooper." said Susan.
Mr. Hooper make a funny mad face. He was trying to tell them to call him Harold but theres time if your younger then the person your talking to. You intend calling them there much older name because its hard to call them by their name they go by. It was almost time for Gordon to go off to school but he just couldn't leave Susan alone.
"Don't worry about me. I'll fine." said Susan.
"I just don't want you to have a hard time with that egg." said Gordon.
"I'll be fine. I promise. I'll be fine. Go. Get going. Your going to be late for work." said Susan shooing Gordon out the door.
"Ok. I'll be cheaking in on you. So don't stay on the phone all day." said Gordon almost being smushed in the door way.
"Ok." The door finally shuts but she can still hear Gordon from outside talking about calling her. He stops by the trash filled by the steps and knocks on one of the trunks. The grouch that you had saw before came right up.
"What?!" said Miss Grouch.
"Uh I know you don't like to be bothered but could you do me a favor?" asked Gordon.
"WHAT?! We grouches don't do favors. We hate favors. We hate when people like you desturbues us. Could you just let me be. I have a baby in there who wants his smelly fish wrapped in an old newspaper. Could you leave?!"
With that she slams the box lid down and returns back to her dudies. With that Gordon walks on thinking to himself, "We have to get rid of that grouch."
We'll it was one of those days at school. All the kids weren't behavning like little kids. Little demons is much more like it.
"Ok kids? Sit down." said Gordon.
The kids kept playing around and wouldn't listen. Kept throwing paper airplanes, spit wads, waste paper basketball and drawing on the chalkboard.
"What in the world did I do to devervie this?" said Gordon.
Then one of the teachers came into the room. "Do you need some help?" said the teacher. He was pretty tall just not as tall as Gordon. He wore a plaid shirt with his collor up and out. Plain brown slacks. His hair always combed.
"Sure. I've never seen you here before?"
"Oh I was trasnfred here from my old school. My uncle wanted me to come live with him. So I had to move with him." said the teacher.
"Oh. So what do you teach?" asked Gordon.
"I'm a shop teacher. Oh I never introuced myself. Sorry about that. Im Mr. Mcgrath but you can call me Bob." said Bob.
"Hello there Bob. *shakes hands* I'm Gordon Robinson." said Gordon.
"Kids! Sit Down Now!" said Bob with a fearsome voice.
The kids all up sat down quick.
"Thanks Bob. I should be able to take it from here. You should come over and have dinner with us tonight." said Gordon.
"I might do that. I'll tell my uncle. Thanks Gordon. I see were getting off to a good start." said Bob.
The day went by fast. The kids seemed a lot better with the day coming to an end. The bell rang and out the door they went. Seeing Bob, Gordon stopped by the officee and gave Susan a ring.
The phone rings and Susan (knowing who it is) picks up the phone. "Hey honey. Whats up?"
"I just meet this new teacher at school and I invited him over for supper. I wanted let you know so you could get supper started." said Gordon.
"Don't worry about it. I already have it going. If you want pick up some bread and can of green beans on the way here." said Susan.
"You got it." said Gordon.
It was the next morning and they had pretty much slept all through morning. It has been a pretty weird day before. A big egg was found on the front step of Sesame Street apartments.
Gordon gets up and goes into the kitchen and starts fixing breakfeast when heard Susan scream at the top of lungs. "Come quick! Its here!" Gordon ran from the kitchen to the living room where the egg was brought to a stand still.
"Whats wrong?!" said Gordon.
"Look at it! Its that egg." said Susan.
Gordon looked puzzled at the egg. Nothing seemed wrong with. What was Susan talking about? Did hatch or what?
"I still don't see what your talking about?" said Gordon still puzzled.
Susan points to a crack in the side of it. "Oh sorry honey. I didn't see what you were talking about. I thought you saw something coming out of it." said Gordon laughing.
"Maybe I need to go get some more water bottles." said Susan.
"No don't worry. Just call Mr. Hooper. He said he would just give them to us."
"Ok. Susan calls Hooper and he comes over with a box of emtpy waterbottles.
"Here you go. Do ya'll need anything else?" asked Hooper.
"Nah, that should be all. Thanks Mr. Hooper." said Susan.
"Call me Harold. I fell old if you call me Hooper all the time." said Mr. Hooper.
"I just can't seem me calling you Harold but we'll try. Thanks again." said Gordon.
"Oh don't forget. I might be a little young but I still want to be a grandpa to ya'll." said Mr. Hooper.
"Your so kind Mr. Hooper." said Susan.
Mr. Hooper make a funny mad face. He was trying to tell them to call him Harold but theres time if your younger then the person your talking to. You intend calling them there much older name because its hard to call them by their name they go by. It was almost time for Gordon to go off to school but he just couldn't leave Susan alone.
"Don't worry about me. I'll fine." said Susan.
"I just don't want you to have a hard time with that egg." said Gordon.
"I'll be fine. I promise. I'll be fine. Go. Get going. Your going to be late for work." said Susan shooing Gordon out the door.
"Ok. I'll be cheaking in on you. So don't stay on the phone all day." said Gordon almost being smushed in the door way.
"Ok." The door finally shuts but she can still hear Gordon from outside talking about calling her. He stops by the trash filled by the steps and knocks on one of the trunks. The grouch that you had saw before came right up.
"What?!" said Miss Grouch.
"Uh I know you don't like to be bothered but could you do me a favor?" asked Gordon.
"WHAT?! We grouches don't do favors. We hate favors. We hate when people like you desturbues us. Could you just let me be. I have a baby in there who wants his smelly fish wrapped in an old newspaper. Could you leave?!"
With that she slams the box lid down and returns back to her dudies. With that Gordon walks on thinking to himself, "We have to get rid of that grouch."
We'll it was one of those days at school. All the kids weren't behavning like little kids. Little demons is much more like it.
"Ok kids? Sit down." said Gordon.
The kids kept playing around and wouldn't listen. Kept throwing paper airplanes, spit wads, waste paper basketball and drawing on the chalkboard.
"What in the world did I do to devervie this?" said Gordon.
Then one of the teachers came into the room. "Do you need some help?" said the teacher. He was pretty tall just not as tall as Gordon. He wore a plaid shirt with his collor up and out. Plain brown slacks. His hair always combed.
"Sure. I've never seen you here before?"
"Oh I was trasnfred here from my old school. My uncle wanted me to come live with him. So I had to move with him." said the teacher.
"Oh. So what do you teach?" asked Gordon.
"I'm a shop teacher. Oh I never introuced myself. Sorry about that. Im Mr. Mcgrath but you can call me Bob." said Bob.
"Hello there Bob. *shakes hands* I'm Gordon Robinson." said Gordon.
"Kids! Sit Down Now!" said Bob with a fearsome voice.
The kids all up sat down quick.
"Thanks Bob. I should be able to take it from here. You should come over and have dinner with us tonight." said Gordon.
"I might do that. I'll tell my uncle. Thanks Gordon. I see were getting off to a good start." said Bob.
The day went by fast. The kids seemed a lot better with the day coming to an end. The bell rang and out the door they went. Seeing Bob, Gordon stopped by the officee and gave Susan a ring.
The phone rings and Susan (knowing who it is) picks up the phone. "Hey honey. Whats up?"
"I just meet this new teacher at school and I invited him over for supper. I wanted let you know so you could get supper started." said Gordon.
"Don't worry about it. I already have it going. If you want pick up some bread and can of green beans on the way here." said Susan.
"You got it." said Gordon.