Budder Freddy Novels & Stories

Shaking the thought away, I got dressed and headed downstairs, hoping to grab something small before school. The kitchen smelled of toasted bread and coffee. Mrs. Caster looked up immediately. "Good morning, Alyson! "Good morning." "There are pancakes, eggs and fruit. Help yourself." “I’m not hungry, I’ll just have an apple.” “That’s nonsense, you are not leaving till you eat something.” "Okay, I'll just have some toast." As I reached for a slice of bread, Leon appeared beside me. To anyone watching, it looked as though he was simply reaching for the butter.

Well, I couldn't say that because it did happen daily. “You think you can drive us into submission?! We aren't little toys for you to play Gods with, we are people! You will fall, all of you! The royals, the guards, their advocates. Every single one of you will burn. Your children's children will feel it coming too, they'll die a simple death. One you won't be permitted," She seethed through clenched teeth and right before my eyes her pure anger turned into frenzied laughter. The cluster of people she gathered all gasped as the guard brought out his sword and cleaved her head clean off. Red stained the grate beneath her body while her head rolled to my feet.

A man worked on the computers and two cops chilled on the other side. “Wassup, Wady?” Arthur yelped. Wade winced. “The van ain’t soundproof, you moron!” Whispered Freddie and punched Arthur on the arm. “Ouch!” Arthur screamed even louder. Freddie put his hand on his mouth. Arthur licked it. “Eww! What are you, five?” Freddie yelled in a whisper and wiped his hand on his shirt while Arthur had a victorious smirk on his face.

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I asked with a frown that he actually thought this was funny when I was hurting. "Do you know that I was so scared?" I asked him as he continued to muffle his chuckle. "I..I wasn't laughing at you, bullying is wrong it's Just that you look so cute when you're angry and I couldn't help but chuckle,I think I want to see this side of you more often..but not because of bullying". The simple word made the blush creep up to my face. What is up with this dude and always saying things out of the blue that really makes my heart flutter.

Jacob said pressing the last word. “I’m sorry.” He mumbled bending his head down. Suddenly, they heard a voice that made them turn their heads back. Freddie was walking towards them with a normal expression indicated that he hadn’t heard anything they were talking about. “So, what are you busy guys doing?” Freddie sat beside them. “Busy? Come on Fred! It’s you, who kept hanging around your Ol.” Jacob rolled his eyes. Freddie raised his hands in surrender, saying “Fine! I accept. But what happened to this douche? He barely party anymore.” He turned his face to Ace.

The girls next to him are no different, short dresses. Dresses short enough for me to know they both agent wearing underwear, unfortunately. Their hair is all over the show sticking at odd ends and laying flat against their faces. But they're aware, not drunk to the point of oblivion. "Where you been?" Freddie's slur cause his saliva to land smack on my face. Rubbing at the now infected skin, I turn my head to him. "Work. Yo, where's the tattoo artists?" I have to shout in order for him to hear me because unlike him I don't shout for a living.

Staring at the Ipad, he replied without looking up, "Nope, I'm not hungry." Larissa took a bite and quipped, "It's delicious." Satisfied with Larissa's review, Allen focused his attention on the road and said, "I can't cook, so I can only prepare simple things like sandwiches. I'm glad you're enjoying them." Freddy chimed in, "This is my Daddy's first time making breakfast! Isn't he great?" He sounded very proud of Allen. Larissa nodded. "Yes, he is." However, Aster seemed to be triggered by this. He chucked the iPad aside and cut in, "My Daddy's better! He can cook tons of dishes, and they are all delicious!"

The more the merrier, after all. Benny was handsome and silver-tongued. In just a few words, he had Rita completely charmed. But I felt deeply uncomfortable and thoroughly disgusted. From the moment he walked in, he'd been slinging mud at me. That little speech just now sounded like an explanation and an apology, but really, it just reinforced the whole "freeloader" and "burden" labels all over again.

“Stop saying that, someone might hear.” “So what? Virgins exist, but they’ve been bullied to stay quiet about that. That’s by the way, what’s got your pants in a twist?” “I wouldn’t say my pants are in a twist because I have a short skirt on but you know about my mystery sext Buddy yeah?” Anna perked up at that, she stepped in front of her and jumped excitedly. “The mystery guy that makes you so horny, what about him? Did he call you again? Did he moan for you? What did he do?”