Bonnie Fnaf Novels & Stories

Arlene slapped his hand. "I'm a growing boy!" Red said with his mouth full. "It's my pre-dinner snack!" "So werewolves start shifting at—" I began. "Puberty," Gunner finished my sentence. "'Cept Bonnie. How old were you, like ten?" "What can I say? I've always been a step ahead of the game," Bonnie replied with a smirk. Arlene chuckled. "Blayze was so mad she beat him to it." "I'm gonna get a drink," Bonnie said. "Anyone wanna join me?" She stepped out onto the back porch, where there was a cooler full of beer. Red and Gunner followed. Brat stayed with me.

“Barbara warned me it wouldn’t be pretty.” “Gosh, don’t fawn and stroke my shattered ego or anything.” Hannah shifted her chin from Fi’s grasp and stood straighter. Funny how they fell back into the rhythms of their childhood, no matter how long they’d been apart. Hannah the stalwart leader, Fiona the determined caretaker. All they were missing was Kerry, the eternal troublemaker. Fiona didn’t falter. “What did Bonnie say?” “That I’ll live. Do you think you can do something to cover this, or at least reduce the Frankenstein factor for the rehearsal later?”

Nate reassured her, “She’ll understand. No one knows phone numbers by heart.” “Not anymore, no,” she whispered. “She must think I’m a terrible friend. I have to call her. I have my charger in here…” Bonnie started for the bedroom, but stopped as a realization dawned. “Wait. You saw Joan?” She glanced between the two wolves. “How come you saw Joan?”

She giggled as she gave him a light pat on the shoulder " Ooh, where are my manners, come on in." She added as she opened the door and Marcelo allowed himself and the kids in. The whole time, the little bun's eyes were trained on Bonnie, it seemed like he had noticed the similarities between her and her daughter and Bonnie was impressed at his brilliance, just as Ana had said he wasn't your average baby. Bending down she asked the little bun " You must be my daughter's little bun Phineas, I'm her mother and my name is Bonnie." Immediately Bonnie was done with introducing herself, the little bun stretched out his two little arms to be picked.

“I’m happy your here Bella, fighting with us.” Bjorn patted his shoulder, jerking his chin towards another booth on the opposite end. “We will be there if you need anything.” Bonnie gave a soft smile to Bjorn. “Thank you for reuniting me with my sister.” Admiration blossomed in her orbs as he ruffled her hair gently, the dynamic reminded me of a father and daughter. “Don’t worry, it’s going to be fine. You practiced alot.” She nodded, suddenly filled with enthusiasm and pumping her fists eagerly like a child. Bjorn and Colton excused themselves, giving us a semblance of privacy. Bonnie slid into the booth, anxiously shifting in her seat and playing with her fingers.

Nathan told me in distress, sweat evident on his forehead. “I got this.” I replied to him and crouched in front of Adolphus. “Call Bonny. Find out if someone has cast any spell here.” Luna Hailley roared angrily. Bonny was our pack witch. She was assigned to our pack by the queen witch herself. She is also the reason that we were never threatened by any witchcraft. “It’s no witchcraft, Luna. My uncle was here.” I told her while pulling Adolphus into my embrace.

"Let's go. Never seen that kind of performance before." … When I arrived at the center, I realized my life had been dull until this moment. The center, like its name suggested, was filled with all kinds of beastfolk. Adorable rabbits, seductive foxes, imposing wolf-dogs, outgoing and cheerful puppies, and more. This was heaven. The beastfolk were performing on the stage with all they had, showing off their charm as best as they could. The performer with the highest votes would be crowned Best Beastfolk Star, and they'd be awarded with a handsome amount of prize money.