Firefly Funhouse Novels & Stories

This wasn’t planned by the people who knew when there were going to be meteorite showers. He watched as it seemed to be forming some sort of pattern over and over though he didn’t know what it was. He pulled out his phone and recorded it for a few minutes until he saw it was repeating again. He looked down at her. “Are they sending a message?” She asked as she looked at him, confused. “That has repeated a few times over, and it is slightly weird. It came out of nowhere and only when we.” Her voice trailed off for a little bit. She was lost in watching the trails of light in the sky. They all seemed to be going crazy, and they were all so bright and vivid as well. It was almost like a dream

Deep in my bones, in the heat under my ribs. The child inside me wasn’t ordinary. She was fireborn. And the world had no idea what it was about to face. Lilly By morning, Grey Howl was lit up like a fortress. Cameras scanned every inch of the outer wall, drones buzzed the perimeter, and packs from as far as the Rockies were pinging our secure comms demanding updates.

As darkness enveloped the meadow, the first fireflies began to emerge, their tiny lights flickering like stars scattered across the grass. Theo, his heart pounding with excitement, ran through the meadow, his net held high, trying to catch the elusive creatures. But the fireflies were too quick, their lights flitting and dancing, teasing him with their fleeting beauty. Nanny Mama Hazel, observing Theo's attempts with a smile, suggested, "Theo, perhaps you should try a different approach. Instead of chasing them, try to observe them, to appreciate their beauty and their dance. Imagine you are one of them, flying through the night, your light a beacon in the darkness."

The walls were lined with loosely woven baskets emitting golden light. Moka, the female goblin, saw Germaine staring in awe and chuckled. "Fireflies. They live and die in the baskets. Firefly homes. When they produce offspring, their babies take up the responsibility of lighting up the tunnels. They eat beetles and other things attracted to the light. Our children take pride in feeding them too, like pets." "Huh. Fascinating." Germaine exclaimed, eying the creatures.

The Dreamscape began to break apart, giant mirror-like pieces of it spinning off in every direction as Lily let out a cry of pleasure that sent a wave of energy outward in every direction. The bedroom was alive with sound and light as rings of fire burst out. Mike's blankets blew off the bed, his hips thrusting upward into the transparent body of Lily as she returned to the real world. Lily screamed, the house shaking with her cries, spraying Mike with her hot cinnamon flavored cum. Tink awoke, falling out of bed with large eyes as Lily's wings expanded to their full size, her tail whipping back and forth, completely out of control.

I exclaimed, pointing towards the ethereal creatures illuminating the surroundings. His eyes followed my gaze, and a smile spread across his face. "They're beautiful, just like you, Mia." Feeling a sudden surge of playfulness, I whispered, “I heard that if you catch a firefly, you'll be granted a wish." Jonathan's eyes widened with curiosity. "Is that so? Well then, let's try our luck." With childlike excitement, we both extended our hands, palms open, hoping to catch one of the glowing insects. The fireflies flitted around us, their lights flickering in a tantalizing game of hide and seek.

He stared at me for a long while before getting back up on his feet. A loud crack of thunder was heard outside the hut. The sky continued to rumble with thunder as we gazed greedily and lustfully at each other. … Neither one of us told anyone about our rendezvous in the hut that night. However, we had a nightly ritual now before going to bed every night. The chat window with my second number had now become a place for us to reveal our deepest, darkest desires. We kept video calling each other in secret at night as we vented out our school stress and turned it into sexual pleasure.

Maybe there was a way I could transcend into another plain since I could no longer function in this one. Through my watered-down vision, I saw something twinkling in the light. It seemed to be moving. That was all I needed. I ran toward it, desperate to find any answers at all. It was a firefly that seemed to be flying in a pattern. Other fireflies shone around it, but like every other thing there, they were frozen as well. I watched it, enthralled as I wondered how this little creature had been able to evade the spell every other thing seemed to have been cast by.

The cool breeze flowing and grey cloudy sky was making the scene more magical then ever. Ferris stood up and nuzzled his head in the nape of her neck. Her lavender fragrance enticing him beyond limits.... "Ferris....I always wished to dance among fireflies.... and see here are fireflies...." Hazel told him dreamily. Ferris listened to her attentively and then whispered in her ear, "I have the music too." He said as he played the music "Fireflies" by owl City. "Woah really....." Hazel was too excited to relish her wish.

The whole world would know my name and I would finally be able to interview stars without having them bolting the other direction whenever there is a subtle flash from my camera. Sighing I closed my Laptop, leaning back in the chair, glancing down at the letter from Flair Mag in my hand. Just one story, one itsy bitsy story on Justin Star Ryder would do it. I glanced around at the lofty light peach walls of my room, leaning my head back as I stared at the ceiling, about to close my eyes when I heard the front door open, voices coming from down stairs. Standing up, I let my curiosity take center stage, walking out the room and down the hallway, starting my decent down the stairs, I stopped at