Animaniacs Shorts Novels & Stories

"This is our newest, Bambi." It took me a second to recognize my own name. My new name. She gave me an expressionless stare. Her blue eyes showed nothing except for.. discontentment? Still I pulled forth my trainings from school on etiquette and tried out my warmest smile. "Hello! I am so glad to meet you." I said. Vixen rolled her eyes at me as she stood up, "Oh, your one of those girls." She said distastefully, Fox reprimanded her quickly, her tone loud and serious.

Chapter 1 The room was gloomy and dimly lit. The only beam of light in the darkness came from the screen of the Television. Nestled in my usual chair, my eyes rested on the flickering screen of the big box. On the screen of the box was a girl, staring at three traditional african dolls, all of them were dressed in white gowns. One was burned to a crisp, the second was only scorched on one side and the third was untouched by the flames. The girl reached out her hand and picked up the doll that had not been burned. She smiled down on it and caressed its cheek. The doll had eyes that seemed to sparkle. I stared in horror as the sparkly eyes suddenly warped into a bloody red. The doll cackled fi

"Don't come near me you assholes," Ari told the two men. They laughed. "Oh so feisty ... I like a feisty cat ... Do you scratch and bite too? Tell me, honey ... do you like it from the front or the back?" the fat guy taunted her. "Don't fucking touch me!" She recoiled from their wandering hands. "Didn't think you'd come on time ... we still have plenty of time to spare ... wanna do a little warming up before we go?" the fat guy said.

“Mama, it’s been a whole week since I’ve been inside you. Trust me. I’ll be quick.” “Tuh! I don’t want a one-minute man!” she snapped. “Okay...what about three-minute man?”

For as much as I love sex, Annie seemed to be addicted. I follow her past the cashier, the books and the toys all the way to a far corner that we hadn’t gone to last time. There’s a single rack of clothes and Annie rummages through it before pulling out a pair of shorts, “try these on.” “We came here for shorts? Couldn’t we have gone to the mall for those?” I ask as I take the shorts from her. “Where else could we get a pair of shorts that has a zipper crotch?” She snorts.

In West Yorkshire, England, Elaine Sheridan was preparing to feed her three dogs from a tin of dog food when a live toad jumped out of the tin and across her kitchen floor. According to animal expert Dr Roger Meek, the toad could have survived the three months it had spent canned by shutting down its metabolism. The Sheridans kept the lucky toad as a pet and named it Buddy after the toads from the Budweiser beer commercials. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.