Fnaf Circus Foxy Novels & Stories

“We need an ambulance.” “I leave for two seconds . . . ” Pink Bunny stomps a furry foot. “What happened?” “Dunno.” The unicorn waves plush hooves. “Steve was, ah, with a toy, I think the Mounty Pounder, and then maybe his heart or something . . . ” “No names!” Angry Fox stomps for the door. “They can’t be here! Can’t see this!” “It’s okay.” Carrie bends and places the pizza at her feet. “We’ll just get paid and be, ah, on our way . . . ”

I had the job of hiding the earth Roxie dug, trying to casually scatter it near other buildings. Every night she would leave a construction of leaves and twigs trying to mask our route. We couldn’t have been older than ten and we felt so grown up with our plan. Roxie talked about how all we needed to do was find a circus. They would employ us, we could wash elephants and perform tricks. I knew Roxie was basing this entirely on one of the library books she’d seen in the library, but she was convinced.

It's so unnecessary, but whatever, I'll oblige his ego this once. "Looks like we didn't chase you off fully." The wolf is all jokes, huh? He chuckles like it's one, but we all know he isn't joking at all. I shrug. "I'm like a cat. I got nine lives." "Aren't you a fox though?" Misty asks. Yes, Capt. Obvious, I'm indeed a fox. My sarcastic remark is on the tip of my tongue when Maverick pierces me with a warning look. I swallow down those words regrettably. I take a deep breath like Maverick did and then I release it.

When I finally heard him, my blood ran cold. “Come here foxy fox. Come here, foxy fox. I wanna play some more.” Did my green eyes really give me away as the Fox, or was it a coincidence, because he seemed to like to give nicknames to the people he harassed? I sat in that tree for what seemed like forever. Besides my heartbeat, I heard nothing and saw nothing of Ezra.

You know those guys in your school? Not the normal ones, but the fuckboys? Yeah, those ones. If you don't know those guys, then you may just not know the meaning of the term fuckboy . Generally, a fuckboy is actually an attractive, funny guy. Usually you wouldn't want to admit it, but everyone knows it, even himself. A fuckboy has an unhealthy amount of confidence in himself which helps him to lead girls on just for hookups. He'll say that he's really into you but doesn't want to deal with an actual relationship. He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people.

He smiled enthusiastically. Soon the night sky was filled with lights. The lights gradually took shapes of many a mythical creatures. One dancing over the other. The dance of the lights continued till the image of the ancestral fox appeared in lights. It gobbled up the other creatures in seconds and the show ended with loud applause from the audience. In that moment of ecstasy, Jin saw Nana jumping with joy along with her family, from a hillock higher than his. That cheerful face of her's , so long after, since their journey to the stars, really made Jin's day. Seeing that smile on her face, Jin felt his trip to the Western wander lands was worth it. He felt he could do anything to keep that

The safety fences kept the animals contained, but she was not taking any chances. The circus was bustling with activity, vendors shouting their sales pitches. "If you want to feed the animals, please buy food from us. Each of these snacks is only twenty dollars!" "Wild animal puppets, thirty dollars each!" "Take a photo with a camel for ten dollars per photo. You don't want to miss out!" The circus knew how to do business, and every stall was crowded. Ol' Mare, a coastal city with limited biodiversity, rarely saw large animals, making the circus a big attraction.

Max is scrolling the group chat for updates when a message from Zen popped up. Zen: HELP Zen: fashion mall Zen: gang Zen: fight Zen is in trouble. His brows furrowed at the peculiar messages, confused he turned to the others. "Devon," he showed Devon the message, while Dex, Lucas, and Vasti checked their phones as well. "Let's go" Devon swiftly stood up and walked towards the door ahead of everyone. However, they were not able to follow suit when their steps halted to check another notification that popped up. "Zen: Bienley with us"

“You may call me Zoe. We’re friends now, right?” “I suppose so. Any luck finding English?” “No,” I sadly answered, as I sniffed away the tears. “That’s actually the reason why I’m here now. I was hoping that maybe you would hang my flyer in your office, just in case someone sees him. I’ve been looking for him all day and I haven’t had any luck. We think he might have slipped between a loose slat in the fence.” “How did you know that I own a veterinary practice?” “I’m a creeper, remember?” I sniffed.