Bunny Fnaf Novels & Stories

"This is Bun Bun." "Bun Bun," Mei said, her face perfectly serious on the screen. "He's cute." "She," Liyana corrected, very firm about it. "She. Obviously. I'm so sorry, Bun Bun." Mei bowed her head to the camera in apology, and Liyana accepted it with a small, gracious nod before setting the rabbit down and reaching for the next item in her rotation, a small brown bear missing one eye, clearly the most important object in her current universe. "This is Teddy," she announced.

"He's flirting with fucking you then!" "Bunny! Shut up! He's my brother." "So what he's your brother? He's hot, and he's flirting with you. Who needs little dick David when you have a man that looks like that flirting with you." "He's my brother, and brothers and sisters don't flirt, or anything like that." "Really? I have..." Bunny's eyes rolled to the ceiling and her head rolled slowly side to side like she was thinking hard.

He went into the study, showered, then changed into a clean set of clothes. He was fuming. That brat was stupid and unreasonable! Grayson had just returned to his room when his phone rang. He answered the call in annoyance. "Speak!" "Mr. Page, Angry Bunny has appeared!" "Who?" "The person we've been looking for, Mr. Bunny." Grayson's expression instantly changed. But after staying silent for a moment, he asked, "Isn't he a guy?" "Yes." "Then why is he called Angry Bunny?" The person was stunned for a moment. "Well, I don't know. That's his nickname on WhatsApp."

She never did change. She placed one of the bunnies in his arms and cotton candy in his hand then she began walking to the Ferris wheel. Shawn looked at the bunny in his arm as he followed her. It was green in color. Smiling, he increased his steps and ate off the cotton candy. A sweet sensation rushed through him and as much as he tried to convince himself that it was the candy's doing, he knew that what gladdened him was the fact that Jade never forgot his favorite color.

he says, concern filling his eyes. “Yeah, cement apparently,” I say, holding up my injured hand. My mum comes and sits down next to me, wrapping her arm around me and pulling me close. I cuddle up to her, resting my head on her shoulder, taking comfort in her embrace and her scent. She smells like daffodils and warm coconut. There’s nothing more soothing than the scent of your parents, well, your animai's would be more soothing, but I don’t have one of those yet. You can’t find your animai until you turn eighteen, and I’ve still got three months to go, but even then it could be years before I find him.

He placed his hand against its furry cheek and gave it a few gentle strokes, the fluffy tail flopping wildly from side to side. He giggled, his tear-stained eyes sparkled in the sunlight. "I am supposed to kill you and eat you," He muttered to the Bunny and sniffed. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you'll live a life better than mine. A real one, and I will be your Daddy!" He exclaimed enthusiastically, feeling very brave and confident with his idea. "From here on, we only have each other. I will always listen to you, and play with you, and you will do the same for me!" He said, kissing the bunny on the nose. The bunny clucked softly. "My name is Caleb," He told the bunny, rubbing his hands toge

---------------- ----------- The next night . . . ---------------- ----------- Bunny, as it turned out, could talk for at least an hour without stopping. She was the verbal equivalent of the world's longest run-on sentence, but Shamira did not seem to mind anymore. The girl was just too damn happy to stay annoyed with. And she was certainly easy on the eyes, sitting in the passenger side of the van in tight-white denim shorts that barely covered her ass, a tied-off pink-and-white checkered shirt, and her wheat-blond hair pulled back in a pony-tail. She enjoyed flirting with passing truckers, and watching her lean out the window to talk to or yell at other motorists made Shamira grin.