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bobbelcherofficial · 2 years
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Calvin Fischoeder:
Today Is Rent Collection Day.
Receiving His Monthly Payments From His Tenants Is Most Definitely One Of His Favored Duties As A Landlord And It’s A Fact He Doesn’t See The Point In Hiding Either. The Role Of A Landlord Under Most Circumstances Is Not To Be Your Friend, To Hide An Inner Greed, To Dish Out Advice And To Be That Reassuring Hand Clasping One’s Shoulder Saying ‘Hey, I’ve Got Your Back’. No. That’ll Never Be A Place That Should Be Taken By People Like Them And Calvin? He’s A Good Example Of What A Landlord Should Be. He’s The Embodiment Of A Man Who Cuts Corners To Make Ends Meet, Lessening Quality In Order To Garner More Satisfaction For Himself First And Foremost (But Also, This Works Two Ways, As Many Are Unaware And He Gets More Then His Moneys Worth Through His Dishonest Business Practices). The Fischoeder Has Indirectly Caused Harm By Doing This, Though, He Never Let’s It Bother Him All Too Often.
People Get Hurt In His Line Of Business. That’s Just How Life Intended Things To Be. It Is Not His Fault That Life Doubles As A Foil, The Backstabbing Bastard Nobody Wanted. So Its Not Worth Getting All Caught Up On.
Calvin Breathes The Air In, That Smells Fairly Polluted And Unclean, When Mixed With The Scent Of Fish And Ocean, As The Tenants He Is On His Way To Lives By The Water. It’s A Nice Smell, He Must Say And It Oddly Suited This Family. Not Only Are They Poor But Hygiene Is Not A Strong Suit Of Theirs Anyways, All Have Their Unique, Burgery, Smell That He’s Come To Recognize As Distinctly Theirs.
He Pulled Up To The Front Of Bob’s Burgers.
Prepared To Not Be Paid But Stepping In Nonetheless.
“Ah Yes, You, Burger Family!” He Announces His Presence “I Believe It’s That Time Of The Month Again And No I Do Not Mean That Other Time Of The Month, Lady Bob!”
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Just as any ordinary day in the restaurant, business was slow. Bob had only gotten to a few people today, not including Teddy nor Mort. They had swung by at exactly eleven in the morning, right when Bob had unlocked the doors. Mort ate and left while Teddy stuck around for a few. Just the usual. 
The one thing out of the ordinary today is that Bob was working by himself. The kids were at school, so that’s to be expected on why they weren’t here. For his partner in crime, his loving wife, Linda, had a hair appointment with Gretchen. She had stepped out not that long ago, giving him a kiss goodbye. Linda shouldn’t take too long, but knowing how much her and Gretchen can chat it up, Bob killed any sort of hope that she would be back in less than thirty minutes. 
Once the one remaining customer in the building had walked out, he went to the back to make himself a burger. He had skipped lunch due to Teddy talking his ear off and once he left Linda filled in that space. 
His stomach growled.
At least he was able to get some time for himself now. He prepped all the ingredients on the counter. Nothing too fancy, but not just a simple burger either. He pulled out a meat patty and before he could place it on the grill, an unexpected visitor walked through the front door.
Bob perked up and went to look up, but before he could even do that, he knew that voice from anywhere. It was Mr. Fischoeder, his landlord. He only stops by for one thing and one thing only. The rent.
The rent that Bob didn’t have.
He gulped and already started to feel himself sweat. He didn’t prep a lie or anything for Mr. Fischoeder’s arrival. Bob had forgotten to look at the date. Was it the first day of the month already?
“Mr. Fischoeder. Hey… It’s just me right now, uh, hold on.”
Placing the meat patty aside, he walked to the front to greet the landlord. He awkwardly stood there, standing in silence for a moment. Trying to think of some sort of lie, but quickly gave up and sighed.
“Look Mr. Fischoeder. I know I say this a lot, but… I really don’t have the money right now,” he looked to the floor before perking back up, “But, uh, I can have it to you by next weekend. I swear.”
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lucybakewell · 1 year
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Hehehe @askcalvinfischoeder aren’t you glad I’m your Lawyer sweetheart~
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salty-icecream · 1 year
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@askcalvinfischoeder count your days old man, I’m coming for that suit
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bigmrfisch · 1 year
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My parts in the calendar collab with @salty-icecream @the-anxiety-academy @molted-phoenix and @askcalvinfischoeder
This was so much fun to make
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@askcalvinfischoeder Says your man looks like a thumb
I KNOW THIS IS ONE OF YOU WHORES!!!!
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bobbelcherofficial · 2 years
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Normally at any physical contact, Bob would give a side eye or grow uncomfortable at the closeness of another one's presence. However, with Mr. Fischoeder, he had grown used to the older man being more touchy feely with him. In that area, Mr. Fischoeder seemed to have no sense of personal space around Bob. Instead of trying to shove him away or make him stop, he figured his attempts would be useless. He was accustomed to it now.
What did shock him was the questions that the landlord bombarded him with. His assumptions for Linda leaving him. As if that would ever happen. 
Then again, Mr. Fischoeder did attempt this before by scaring Bob when Linda had those flight lessons. He wasn’t about to be fooled again.
“Oh no, Mr. Fischoeder, I’m only running the restaurant myself for just a little bit. The kids are at school and Linda went to get her hair done.”
He explained, very short and brief. 
“But, uh, she should be back soon... It’s a little slow right now so I can handle it. I think. I mean I have been.”
It’s easy to handle it himself when it’s a really slow day and today in fact was one of those days. He wasn’t going to let his landlord know that, even if he already slipped up a bit. Better change the subject quickly.
Back to more important matters. The rent.
Bob could only let out a small groan at the older man's joke. One that he did not find humorous. Getting kicked out had been one of his biggest fears. He thought he had been on his landlords good side, but knowing Mr. Fischoeder… He could surprise him.
“No no, there’s uh, no need for that,” a small chuckle, “I just need another week. I promise I will have the full payment up front to you by then. I’ll even go deliver it at your front door.”
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lucybakewell · 1 year
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Calvin please come get your tie! Please! @askcalvinfischoeder
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salty-icecream · 1 year
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They call me Mx. Steal yo Girl. Happy Valentine’s Day fellas
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(Art by @bigmrfisch, thanks chef ♡)
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salty-icecream · 1 year
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Hi I’ve drawn nothing today, so here’s a little relationship chart I started a while ago and have yet to completely finish
Other ocs: @bigmrfisch @molted-phoenix @the-anxiety-academy @hugohatercore @askcalvinfischoeder
(Not all of these are entirely accurate but I do what I want)
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salty-icecream · 1 year
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Finally finished the relationship guide to completion
@bigmrfisch @the-anxiety-academy @molted-phoenix @hugohatercore @askcalvinfischoeder
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salty-icecream · 1 year
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@askcalvinfischoeder
The other comic I drew today
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salty-icecream · 1 year
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Made a comic with all my buddies ocs
Left to right, @the-anxiety-academy , @bigmrfisch , @molted-phoenix , and @askcalvinfischoeder
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