I DO NOT own Bob's Burgers, as it belongs to their respective owners. This is just for entertainment purposes.
Tanner's POV:
Gene, Tina, Louise, and I were looking at something that was on the wall where the booths were and it looked . . . odd.
No POV:
Tina: It looks like a pickle slice, but furry.
Louise: I think it's a message . . . from someone or something, trying to warn us about someone or something.
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Tanner: I just hope it's not mold.
Gene: . . . It's a booger.
Bob: Kids, off the seats.
Startled, Tina accidentally bumped in the back of a customer's head.
Tina: Oh, sorry, sir. That was my butt.
Customer: Hmm!
Bob: What are you looking at?
Gene: Smart money's on boogers.
Bob: (chuckles) It's not a booger.
Gene: Let the man think for himself!
Customer: (looks at it) I don't think it's a booger.
Gene: Who asked you?!
Tina: It's getting bigger.
Louise: (loud whisper) It knows what we're thinking.
Tanner: I'm not liking this.
Bob: Huh. It is definitely growing. I just hope it's not that green mold.
Later:
Hugo: It's called "green mold".
Bob: Crap!
Hugo: You see it in a lot of beach towns, and filthy, disgusting, poorly managed restaurants.
Linda: Hey!
Bob: So, they had to send you, Hugo?
Tanner: There's literally no one else that does this?
Hugo: I just got mold-certified! In a month, I'll be cleared for vermin, too.
Tanner: (sarcastically) How convenient.
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Male OC x Louise Belcher | A Bob's Burgers Fanfic
HumorTanner Sterling -- a young boy who looks a bit older for his age (13), who's also experienced at the great outdoors, and pretty much anything physical left home to become a explore. When he returned, everything he loved, and cared for was gone. Join...
