Puddin Pops; A Bill Cosby x Elmo Love Story

Welcome to Sesame Street

Bill was once again awoken by another noise.

But this time, it was the boom of the prison warden's voice that jolted him awake.

"WAKE YOUR ASS UP BILL, YOU EARNED YOURSELF A NEW ROOMMATE, AND YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO GET RID OF THIS ONE SO EASILY."

Bill was paralyzed with fear. Who could this new roommate be? Bill hadn't been very fond of Donovan, but he didn't mean to kill him either. Bill had enjoyed the peace of solitude too, even if it was only for a few hours.

Bill faced the bars of his cell, anxious to know who his roommate was. If this roommate was anywhere near as insane as Donovan, Bill could again do his best to get rid of him.

"Whaddup bitch boy. Playtime is over." boomed a high pitched voice.

Bill's head whipped over to see the looming figure that was entering his cell. The man had to be at least 6 feet, 9 inches tall, as his head nearly hit the top of the cell door. He was covered in tattoos, with everything from a portrait of Steve Jobs, to a heart tattoo that had the script of the entire bee movie inside of it.

With this description, you would assume that this man would have a deep, masculine voice, to match his physical description.

But then again, looks could be deceiving.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Inquired the man, his high pitched voice once again catching Bill off guard.

"GET IN THERE BLAINE" yelled the prison warden, getting tired of the staring match that was occurring between the two males.

The man who the prison guard revealed was named Blaine began to step foot inside of Bill's cell, however, it was not before a two foot tall ball of felt and fur hurtled itself towards him.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING BLAINE???" screeched Elmo, picking himself up from the ground, glaring up at the man.

"WHAT THE HELL DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M DOING?" Howled Blaine, infuriated that his morning was interrupted by the small red, nearly weightless being.

Elmo was infuriated, how dare ANYONE speak to him like this? Everyone knew that HE was the one who ran the prison, and whatever Elmo wanted, he got.

Elmo climbed up Blaine and sat on his shoulder, whispering into his ear so that no one else could hear; "We already agreed that I would be the one to be Bill's new roommate. Don't you remember our agreement BLAINE."

Elmo hissed as he uttered Blaine's name in his ear, sending chills up Blaine's spine. Blaine had nearly forgotten the agreement that he had made with Elmo; he would drug Donovan, so that he would inevitably die, so Elmo could then take Donovan's place as Bill's new cellmate.

Blaine's eyes widened as he remembered the deal, and the threat that came along with failing in his mission; his fate would be the same as Donovan's.

"O-of course,,," Stuttered Blaine, backing away from the cell door, as Elmo hopped off the tall man's shoulder. Blaine nearly sprinted away from Bill's cell before the prison warden could catch up with him.

The prison warden sighed. He knew that he wouldn't be able to bend Elmo's will without a fight, so he decided to let Elmo do as he pleased and let him become Bill's new cellmate. After all, what real harm could be done?

Elmo walked into Bill's cell, no, now it was HIS cell as well, and headbutted Bill's kneecaps so that he bent over and could whisper into Bill's ear;

"Welcome to Sesame Street, Bitch."