Shitpost Stories

Caillou X Elmo

Hello. Quick reminder to you. I was 14 when I wrote this. But I want to honestly see where this goes. With all my little small bean brain could think of was this. Welcome to hell. Enjoy.
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It was August, a chill came though my window, waking me up.

Ugh. In two more hours and there will be school is my area. It's also been eleven years since my show starred me, Caillou. I was spoiled as a child then my parents used my money to buy a mansion, in the middle of the U.S. which meant transferring countries... I guess. They were so rich after our grandma died. Everyone knew about me and my new reputation as a star. Still, I had years of work ahead that forced me to be a teens day dream. I grew some hair too, a normal whip of hair at the top of my head that any Canadian hair color could top, was red.

Several months ago, a boy who looked more like a hairy Canadian dick then a fuckin kids inspiration...Elmo. I was told I was working with this guy through fall break. I laughed and laughed until me talked to me. Some fuckin how, the furry was actually a cu-ool guy in a fursuit. Damn, his real name was Elmo because his parents drank and smoked weed A LOT and his Mom was drunk while giving birth. I also had a cat named, Gilbert, but my parents shot him because cats were garbage in those days. I cried the whole week until my parents threatened to shoot my face. I only smiled in horror though. That's all I ever did now a days and dream about the guy and the fall break.

I didn't realize it at first, but the two hours past quickly and put a white shirt with a red plaid flannel. Then got into my frayed jean, black socks, and black shoes to be a bit extra. I walk down the spiral staircase leading to the main hall that was filled with maids and butlers. My spoiled bratty sister walks down the stairs like a princess making her three seconds of fame in Gucci everything.

"Good morning, Rosie." Mom said casually brushing away the butlers that were once carrying her.

"Lovely morning eh?" Rosie smiles and looks out the window shoving me out you door on her way down. I already had gathered my backpack and phone, so I wasn't a setback.

She knocks over the trash bin. Before I could say anything.

" Caillou! Clean that up right now before I beat you again!" Dad said once again like he normally did. Rosie laughed as I picked to trash up. The bus stopped as soon as I was done. The people were in awe as I brushed past the isle to get in the back. Little girls screams were hurting my ears, but I put my AirPods in listening to music. I look up at the kids seeing all gear kids faces. I sighed and moaned when I was the Mexican herself, Dora. Why me!

"Hola! Caillou!" Dora looked sad when the terror was finally over. I shuffled past little kids and walked into school nervously.

I walk into the main office and look at my class. A grin is put upon my face when I see Elmo is in our school and he's in my class of all things. I feel a tap on my shoulder to see Elmo standing there waving. I froze and felt really embarrassed. I semi-waved and I was sweating just standing there.

" Oh cool. We're in the same class." Elmo looked at me when saying that. I was there paralyzed in place then speaking.

"Heh. I guess it's our luck, ehh." I said getting goosebumps. Wtf am I doing. This is wrong. I don't like him like that. I'm just fifteen. But he's fourteen? He takes me hand and bringing me to our class, I smile run along with him. My eyes go past some really sexy women and I trace my eyes back to getting to class. Maybe I could get to know Elmo. Or nickname him Eli if he like it. AHH WHAT AM I THINKING!

We make it to class and he motions for me to sit with him. I do and look at the teacher. I pull out the items I will need for her class. I thought the class was boring in every class, but the class I loved was art class and science because in the art class I made an abstract painting that I felt. It was extremely colorful which scared me a bit. The science class just let us figure out how to work the assignments and experiments. At PE another person came up who was... fuckin... Barney. I ignored him with every might I had. I think he got the point after my face was red with anger. I stared at Elmo then he... he started looking at me. I smiled a bit and looked away. Am I gay? No, I don't think so. Bisexual? Maybe.

After school, I was walking to go to record my show when Elmo wanted to join me. I didn't notice all the bruise marks all on him, but his hoodie almost made them invisible to the naked eye. I grinned and hugged him. His hand wrapped my body and I felt warm. His face was beaming with happiness as if it had been a while since his last hug. I could hear Barney in distance singing his classic song. I violently screamed at Barney until he runs away crying. El backs away slowly. I hold out my arm, but he runs off. I growled and follow him. He turns around and I'm shaking. Then he mumbles something.

" Hey, you want to hangout this weekend at your place? I mean it that's okay?" His feet shuffle at bit. I nod happily. And we walk to our studios and film our shows.

A week passed by until it was after school and I sat in my room. El didn't meet up at school leaving me alone. Just then, there was a knock at my balcony and saw El standing there. The sun setting made his scars more apperable to me. My body froze at he looked at me while I was staring at his face blushing. After the awkwardness, we got to know each other more. Each week he and I would hangout, then one day after our mini talks 4 weeks after the first he looks up at me blushing. I get a tad bit scared biting my lip.

" Hey, so. I have a question?" He's nervous as well as I.

" Yeah?" I replied after clutching to my shirt.

" Do you like me?" He blushes and I squeal a bit. How could he know. It was obvious at this point. I liked him. I couldn't stop thinking about him.

" Y-yeah. Hey I-" I was stopped by Elmo pinning me to the floor. My face was red of emotion.

" I love you too. So. Are we a thing now?" El said to me lusciously into my ear.

I didn't have words then before I knew it we were full on French kissing I felt queasy as he slowly making our way into the bed. At this point I couldn't stop him. I was scared until I realized we were naked. Everything was a blur.

I woke up the next morning feeling warm and saw me and him were cuddling. I started gagging and remembering what happened. Did we have sex? Was that possible? My mind was blown and scared. I urged myself to dress myself and run to the highest point and cry. Why did I do nothing. I jumped out my balcony without no words. We were just fifteen. Now I feel like dying. Did I like it? I honestly don't know. What if we did it again tonight. I uh. My words didn't come undone. I was frustrated looking at the lake. What if my parents found out? I growled in agony. I felt a breathe down my back and I turned around.

"El, leave me alone." I pushed him away. I looked at the water. Why did I was... "growing up isn't so tough..." is it.

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Sorry you had to witness this. 1400 words lol.