Floofy Chu Smiling Critters Novels & Stories

“Max says it was a furry animal rolling on the road.” Little Bob began to laugh and replied, “Maybe it was just a raccoon or something. I watched a video of one that was a pet, and it had learned to do somersaults. It was adorable.” “We are about to find out,” she answered as she placed the card into her computer and began d******ding the information on it. When the d******d was finished, she quickly went to the file that corresponded with the time of the report and opened it. “Are you ready to watch this?”

Davina's POV: Flora pulled me anxiously. "Keep your voice down!" "God! There are so many snacks!" I exclaimed in a low voice. Flora was holding a variety of junk foods in her arms, including fried chicken and chips. "Are these worms?" I asked while picking up a kebab-like thing. "Yes, roasted silkworm pupae." Flora picked up another kebab, put it into her mouth, and closed her eyes dramatically as she slowly chewed it. "Yummy! Davina, give it a try!"

It was a small moment of levity, a brief respite from the weight of her problems. Florence couldn’t help but chuckle, the sound echoing through the quiet night. “You’re terrible,” she teased, a smile spreading across her face. “Oh please, you loved it.” He smiled more handsomely. Chaos, sensing her lighter mood, decided to keep the humor going, “I have another one.” he announced, a mischievous glint in his eye. She chuckled, and mocked him playfully. “Please do tell.” He crossed his arms against his chest as he kept that stupidly handsome smile on his face, “Knock knock.”

I’m in desperate need of human attention. I quietly make my way down the hall, slowly opening and closing the door to the booth where everyone watches through the glass while Warner sings. Eli hops from his chair, sniffing the treats I hold. “Break time,” he yells, forcing Warner to stop his vocals abruptly. “What do we have here?” Carson asks, then places a kiss at my temple. “I made Scotcharoos,” I tell them. “Trust me, they are to die for.” As if on cue, Eli elicits a moan of pleasure while he chews.

Rich lavender tapers bring out the colors in the mix of flowers. “When did you arrange all of this?” His deep voice rings in my ear. “It’s beautiful.” My face bursts into a grin, “I had some help.” The chipmunk gets on the table, making a string of high-pitched chirping, demanding his share of praise. “Yes, Chippy, you did an amazing job.” “So, the rodent is still around,” Heron growls at Chippy and he runs up my arms, across my right shoulder, hiding in my hair.

But if there were more than 10 of them, the little fox, and possibly even Erella, would be unable to do so. "F---Flynn, please say something." Eddie summoned the small fox that was guarding them in front. "Y—Yeah, Flynn, say something." In his beefy voice, Tubby echoed what Eddie said. However, Flynn did not respond; instead, he growled even louder at their enemies. "HA! HA! HA! HA!" Khan laughed hysterically. "What dreamy nonsense you're spewing, little rats!" Khan added ironically. Then he laughed again. Tubby took a bold stride forward, then protruded his tummy while holding his waist and chin up.

I saw how he flinched staring at the disgusting green saliva above my dress. "Disgusting, right?" I asked and stared at my chest with distaste. "Absolutely." He answered before gazing back at the creature who was now struggling from being pinned on the wall with Cool's thick ice. "What...is that?" I asked Cool while staring at the gnarling creature in front of us. "That's a Pillie." My forehead creased upon hearing that familiar word. "Pillie? You mean?" He nodded with my unfinished question. "Yes, that thing over there used to be a flamia or a glacia. The darkess had made her like that." He said as he stares at the creature with pity.