Flowey Laughing Novels & Stories

The stupid, reckless, perfect kiss. I slam the phone face down on my pillow, but it buzzes again almost instantly. Lily, of course. Lily: “Girl. Wake up. You’re on the internet. And it’s delicious.” I type back with fingers still shaky: Me: “NO.” She sends a string of laughing emojis, then another screenshot. #FlynnAndKaya trending in bold letters, Fan edits, slow-motion clips, someone’s even put our photos side by side with sparkles and dramatic music.

I touched Raya lightly, pointing at the headphone for her to take it off because I didn't know how to. Raya finally stopped laughing as she reached for it, taking it off and tapping her phone once more. I finally felt relief for the first time, soothing my ears with the sound of swiftly blowing leaves and the chirping sound of birds. But it was interrupted with Raya laughing again. "You.." She laughed, wiping her eyes. "...should have seen.." she laughed harder this time and I stared at her confused. What was funny? "..your face." Raya fell forward in laughter, rolling on the grass as she held until her stomach and tears ran down her face.

Beverley’s room was filled with laughter. She was bent over her stomach, howling. Liora stared at her amused as she shook her head. “Beverley stop laughing” she said but that only made her clutch her stomach and roll over laughing while tears rolled down her eyes. Beverley rolled across the massive cream-colored bed dramatically, nearly kicking one of the decorative pillows to the floor as she gasped for air. “You were my sister” she mimicked and then burst into fresh laughter.

she repeated, lips twitching like she was trying not to laugh. And that was it. Hailey lost it first, then Sky, and then I cracked too. For a few moments, the room was filled with the kind of laughter that only best friends can create—the kind that knocks the weight off your chest for a while. Sky wiped her eyes and said, “Maybe I am a sex-loving coyote. At least I’m self-aware.”

Zeya mutters, wiping her eyes. Even Aunt Elena is crying. Uncle Manuel and his wife are crying too. Zoey starts a disastrous attempt at a break dance and for the first time in almost 24 hours, laughter bubbles in my throat. “Look, Zara, mommy is laughing. It’s working!!” “Yay!! Mommy is happy again!” Zara squeals with joy. I clamp my hands over my mouth as my eyes flood with tears once again. My arms fall open and they run into them, burying their faces against my bosom. I inhale the sweet scent of their shampoo and offer a silent prayer of thanks to whomever is listening.

said Mateo coldly while pointing an accusing finger at a very happy Topaz who was holding Lily’s shoulder for support while laughing hard. “Anyways, it was really fun to watch” said Lily casually while bursting into laughter. “Are you done, already?” asked Elena, she somehow managed to hold her laughter after a deep struggle, her cheeks turned strawberry pink because of holding her laughter. If someone will toucher her body, she will actually burst into laughter. “I pray that it should not happen even with my worst enemy!” said Liam laughing his lungs out and tears of joy started falling down on his already pink cheeks. “Making me laughing stock for the entire college wasn’t enough that you

She finally lowered her dagger. “Flo, sob...” Floria could finally smile happily. A bright light appeared, covering them until it blurred their entire view. “Sorry, Flo...” ***

Sofia whined. "Okay, okay! While I was looking at Layla's eyebrows, this picture came into my head. I imagined that her eyebrows rode up her forehead- so high up, that it sat on her hair line." Sofia and Janelle burst into rigorous laughter. They laughed so hard, that their eyes started to water and tears trailed down their cheeks. "Ha ha ha! So funny!" Layla said sarcastically.

He smiled too, his eyes twinkling with a mix of mischief and tenderness. "Do it again," I said, still laughing. He made yet another face, his lips pouted, his eyes thin. I managed to take a picture before he broke into a laugh, his perfect set of teeth exposed, his dimples sinking in. I managed to take a few more pictures. It isn't every day I get to see Florian laugh with his teeth out. "You are so mean," he said, slightly tickling my side. I squirmed away, my laughter causing my breath to come in short, broken bursts, my sides hurting from how hard I was laughing. When I could finally breathe, I adjusted him on my thighs and leaned in, grabbing his cheeks as I dive in for his lips.

Lola flashed a peace sign, continuing to playfully hit me. As we sat down to catch up further, Lola's excitement bubbled over, and she couldn't help but share stories of her own youth, weaving in advice and anecdotes that had us both laughing. In that moment, surrounded by Lola's warmth and genuine joy, I couldn't help but appreciate the unique bond we shared, bridging the generational gap with laughter, love, and a touch of lighthearted teasing.