Sam and max stories

Stinky towers

(art by me) 

Max and Girl stinky were both walking to work.

"So I was all ready to take the popsicles out of the freezer, but I froze them slightly too long!" Max says to an annoyed looking gs. "Sooo-"

Gs suddenly looked shocked. "Max..." "So here's the bizarre twist on it." Max continues his story. "Max-" gs tried to say. "They weren't freezer-burned at all!"

"MAX! LOOK!" gs says, picking up max and forcing him to look.

Stinky's diner was now 17 stories tall and the sign was changed to "stinky towers."

"Wow! What happened to Stinky's diner?" Max says. "Gooood morning!" grandpa stinky yelled, causing gs to drop max. "Stinky towers is now open for business!" grandpa says "Why did you build a hotel grandpa?" Max asked. "I'm glad you asked, boy!" he goes into a flashback.

"Remember when I went to that dining convention? And stayed in that fancy hotel? I had a beautiful room. The employees were so friendly. They catered to me every whim, no matter how demeaning it was. Because they lived by a code, and that code was engraved in fine gold, above the grand fireplace.

'We shall never deny a guest, even the most ridiculous request.'

Everything was perfect. Until I got the bill! They charged me for everything! 25 dollars for a popsicle!" the flashback ends.

"If they could charge that much for a lousy popsicle, imagine how much I could charge for a lousy fudgie freeze! And thus, stinky towers was born." Grandpa finishes.

"Why would anyone stay at a hotel on straight street?" gs asks. "It's in the middle of the bad part of New York! You can't go two feet without getting hit by garbage!" she says, her point being punctuated by some rando throwing an empty milk carton at her. "See?" Max picks it up. "Ooh."

"Come inside." grandpa says.

*screen wipe*

"Isn't it beautiful?" grandpa asks. "Where are all the new hotel employees?" gs asks. Grandpa pulls a pair of Victorian maid outfits out of nowhere and instantly dresses max and gs.

Max loves his new outfit, twirling around to look at himself.

A person walks in. grandpa gasps. "Me first hotel guest! Watch me reel em in!" he says, winking at gs then going behind the counter.

"Welcome to stinky towers. Where our motto is, 'we shall never deny a guest, even the most ridiculous request!'" he says, pointing out a golden plaque on the wall with the slogan. "Ah, that's great. I'll have a hot dog with extra mustard and a strawberry fudgie freeze." the person asks. "If you want food, you'll have to rent a room and order room service." the person looks at their watch. "Ooh, I've only got an hour for lunch..." They turn and leave.

"Boy, you reeled that one in like a pro." gs says sarcastically. "Okay, miss stinky, you run the front desk." he says, angrily picking her up and putting her behind the counter, then walking off.

Gs turns to see Sam had just walked up. "Can I have a fudgie freeze please?" he asks. Gs points at the ceiling. "This is a hotel now! If you want a fudgie freeze, you'll have to rent a room and order room service." Sam smiles. "Okay! One fudgie freeze and one room. With extra chocolate. Oh! And can I get extra chocolate on the fudgie freeze too?" "Sam, you literally live right down the street. Why do you wanna check into a hotel?" gs asks. Sam crosses his arms. "Sometimes I just need to get away from it all."

He starts dinging the bell. "Wow, this hotel has everything!" gs grabs it. "Gimme that!'' She hands him the pen and book. "Now sign the register!" Sam freaks out. "I didn't know there'd be a test! I didn't study!" he starts to cry. "Sam, all you have to do is write your name." Sam cheers up. "Oh, okay!" He gets the pen. He suddenly gets angry and covers the book. "Do you mind?" gs rolls her eyes and looks away as Sam writes.