chapter 3- Wasted Croissant

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Gabby looked up, and saw Elmo's eye twitching. "Are you okay?" she asked. "Can you excuse me for a moment?" asked Elmo. Gabby nodded. He walked upstairs, into his bedroom and closed the door. He let out a horrific scream that could be heard from any location in the house. Everyone was worried, so they ran upstairs to check on him. They threw his door open, and saw him crying. "What's wrong?" asked everyone. "THE CROISSANT WAS SO INNOCENT!!" said Elmo, cuddling a stuffed croissant with a face. Gabby sprints down the stairs to grab the wasted half of a croissant. She sprints back, wasted croissant in hand. "Here it is!" she says, panting. She goes to Elmo's bathroom and rinses it off. As she's about to take a bite, Elmo gets up and stops her. He grabbed the half croissant. He then opened his window, and threw the croissant into another dimension, as if it were a reverse card. Gabby couldn't see it, but this was Elmo's way of revenge. It was just less extreme because he finds guilt exhausting. "What was that for?" Gabby asked, like Cookie Monster did when Elmo snatched her weave. "Elmo doesn't want you to be sick..." he said. It was partially true, but he was also kinda hoping for her to feel the pain he did when she wasted the delicious bread treat. "That's so sweet!" Gabby says. She then hugs Elmo and wipes his tears. He smiles. "Do you see what I see?" Cookie Monster whispers to BigBird. "Yup." he whispers back. "Ship!!" Cookie Monster and BigBird whisper in unison. "Their ship name should be Gelmo." Cookie Monster whispers, digging into a bag of chocolate chip cookies. "What about Gabmo??" whispers BigBird. "Whatever." they both whisper.

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