Postmanpat Stories

My name is Bob. I'm a private investigator, a lost soul just searching for my once loved. My wife got killed when I was sixteen by my father, who ran away with the milk. Now, my whole life's purpose is to find him, the milk and avenge my dead wife. Sure, I don't get paid much so I work another side hustle. I work as a construction worker where I'm known as Bob The Builder. ___________ Bob once had it all. A wife, a great best friend and an amazing mother. It was all looking up for him. Life was on his side and nothing was going to push him down. That was before his father stole his lover and once true companion, Wendy. He decided to work as a private investigator, hopefully, to get some leads on where his father and Wendy were. That is if she was still alive. Feeling like everything is falling apart and his world is crumbling, Bob takes on a construction job, something he's always dreamt of. But when he sees his old best friend, he realises he liked Pat as more than a friend. Now, he has to pick between the two. Wendy, his soulmate, lover and his pillar of support. Or Pat, the man he's known all his life and trusted with everything? _____________________________ ⚠Warning⚠: Wrote this story when I was 12 but it's actually kinda good. Also, extremely sad. Achievements🏆✨: !1 in #materialgworl | 19.10.2022

It's Easter in Greendale, and that means it's time for the Greendale Easter Egg Hunt! Read and see what fun is in store!

On a journey to the City Of Trolberg, Thomas hears a tale about a giantess from long ago, and meets new friends along the way!

collab with @CORN-ON-THE-COBIE and @Y4BUS4M3_

The story of Bill Cheng, an Asian British teen faced with many challenges.

Jess finds Hilda as a giantess.

Sam has never been the same after the incident. They used to call him fireman Sam. Now, they call him Potman Sam. This causes a rift between his husband and him. Even more drama ensues. Cover: created by me

The group of medical students decided to save all of the patients from everything dangerous, accidents and diseases in Sapphire Bay Bonaventure Hospital.

Bob the Builder had fallen apart. His marriage was in shambles, his career was tumbling downhill and his mental health was deteriorating. But what will become of this?

This is the fourth fanfic of Deaths in Every One Year quadrilogy about that happens in Champignac when there's a red haired bellboy, reporter and adventurer named Spirou, who died from the complication of leukemia, tuberculosis and pneumonia at the local general hospital in Champignac. Fantasio and all their friends would lost him ever since his death, and Spip lost his owner. They're decided to go to Great Britain to find Spirou's Icelandic doctor, Dr. Johannes Magnús Nikulásson, and telling him what happened to Spirou before he died from the complication of leukemia, tuberculosis and pneumonia.

Pat takes Sarah on a date. Nuff said

Bob was a local builder, Pat was the words best drug dealer who was wanted by every cop in the world. what would happen when Pat delivers the weed to the wrong person and brakes into the house to get it back? Could something happen between them? Top! Pat Bottom! Bob Pat×Bob

I can't really explain....

posty man

we're back bitches

This is the first fanfic of Deaths in Every One Year quadrilogy about that happens in Greendale's local postman named Pat Clifton, who died in a terrible collision on March the 3rd 2019. Within his death, Sara Clifton becomes widowed and their 10 year old son, Julian lost his beloved postman father.

Requested by Caitlin Peterson, here is a story about Bill Thompson and Sarah Gilbert and the very first Greendale School Dance.

Julian has to get a check up and shot. What will happen?

Elvis was born with a unique nose- a nose that glows! However, all of the other firefighters used to laugh and call him names. But meanwhile, a misfit elf named Sam had a similar problem- you see, he wanted to be a dentist! So, when these two misfits meet, who knows what will happen? From meeting the gold-searching prospector Trevor Evans to visiting the Island of Misfit Toys, perhaps Elvis's nose might be needed after all! i don't own any of these characters or rudolph the red-nosed reindeer.