On that day a young monster known as a grouch lived under the streets of New York ever since he had been born. Now grouches are born with very nasty and bad habit blood and forever hates on anything sweet. But not until this young orange grouch on that lonely morning his momma abandoned him for his grouch alone skills.
" I'm a grouch I have to learn to love being alone and yet I feel something I don't know what?" Questions the little grouch. His mother never showed affection towards him like any other mothers do so he could not know how real mothers should behave towards their young ones.
He had been wondering around and became lonely in a instant and waited for his mother since his lessons were over with but never came he thought this was only one day of lessons when he hadn't known young grouches start early on their own as he weeps.
" Enough crying! Your a grouch!" He scolded himself but why have his tears not stop falling? He was done crying when a Mexican woman just happened to stumble on the poor little grouch with her friend an African woman holding a small yellow bird in one arm.
Maria felt so terrible for the little grouch knowing his mother left him alone and so both her and Loretta agreed to bring little grouch into their home street home.
" Welcome to your new home little grouch!" Said Maria carrying the orange grouch in her arms towards his own trash can. The grouch seam to take his own can with disgusting taste when Maria placed him in.
" Grouch! I wanna see!" Said a soft voice when the little grouch saw the little yellow bird from before wobbling over to his can. Grouches hate anything cute or sweet!
"Scram!" Shouted the little grouch but the yellow bird continues to observe his new friend with his wing on the grouches orange fur.
" What ya doing?!"
"So soft and smelly!"
Dumb bird he was a grouch why was this yellow turkey enjoying him?
But just then his anger turned to a annoying sweet emotion he couldn't stand it.
" I'm a grouch why must you like me?"
" I like any different new friend!"
The bird hugging the grouch making both tumble forward having the bird facing down in the can.
From then on the grouch known as Oscar became instantly in yucky love towards his yellow turkey Big Bird for showing him kindness can be exceptional. But not when you're mother comes to visit!
Not my perfect fanfic I thought was a cute introduction feel bad for Oscar.
