Novel & Cerita Fnaf World Toy Chica

she yelled and banged the door furiously. "It......I....t me Li..ly Lilly Winter" she stuttered. "I know what you'll be thinking right now, that I am a coward but that's the truth, I am really scared of Gabriella Scot, she is a scary person and ten times meaner than Jessica Bane", she thought to herself.

“Don’t worry, the Allegra’s will surely get what’s coming to them, and you’ll get your revenge! Break their legs before they die! Also, I’ll ask my sister to get you a wheelchair. Bye now!” As the noisy kid left, the girl smiled and released her hold on the chicken. “You’re safe now, Chichay. You can wander around again.” A wheelchair… if they buy her one, maybe those people aren’t so bad after all, unlike what Kuya Felip thinks. Hmm? Or maybe she’s just easily fooled, like her mom?

“It’s so…” “Girly?” Elaina asked sweetly. Chase nodded. “If you haven’t noticed I am a girl.” “I know that, but I kind of pictured you having a room with black walls, red floors, black bed stuff, weapons all around. I can’t really see you in this.” Chase continued irking Elaina’s last nerve. “You don’t know anything about me, maybe I enjoy the color pink and fluffy things.” Elaina snapped. “Maybe I still have an imaginary friend who happens to be a unicorn and this unicorn pukes up rainbows and only eats laughter and smiles.”

She peers at the doll-like creature with the biggest puppy eye to show the sulkiness that she felt. " You are supposed to comfort me...not hitting me with that ugly fan-A!" 'She didn't just say that!'Chen covers his mouth with the fan. [ How could you said that to my three-thousand dollar fan...Ahah!] The tiny creature opens his three-thousand dollar fan' and proceeds to harshly hit the girl with his diva antique. To be honest, it's a torment to whoever gets hit with the tiny lady-like creature because one tiny hit feels like a dozen bulls just crash into you. Moreover, the fan is an exotic item left by her mother. One of the strongest items you could have had for defence.

Her stomach rumbled loudly. A pigtailed girl of about four looked up from beneath the brim of her pink cowgirl hat. “Your tummy sounded like a bear growling.” “Well, maybe that’s because I’m as hungry as a bear.” The girl considered her, sidled closer and then dug in her package of animal crackers, slyly passing over a circus bear. “Ya’are what you eat.” “Thank you.” Channing crunched the cookie. She debated on asking the girl her name but she figured the girl would clam up, lectures of not talking to strangers dancing in her cute little head.

This world is simply beyond repair. Felicia sniffs, and I glance at her. She's only fourteen years old and barely five feet tall. Her hair is short, feathery, and a dark cinnamon color. Her face is round and still slightly babyish, but months of little food and constant fear have given her a gaunt, hollowed-out look. Her honey-colored eyes are sad, but hopeful. She honestly believes that everything will be ok in the end so long as we keep faith, which she still miraculously somehow has. A small golden cross hangs around her throat on a thin chain, and she tends to play with it when she gets nervous.

Chatty shouted happily because there was a small fountain inside the French restaurant, and there were a few small fish in it. The fish looked so cute. Fischer and the handsome little boy followed Chatty excitedly. The handsome little boy came up to Chatty and said, “Come play with me! I have lots of toys and delicious food!” Chatty asked, “What toys do you have?” Fischer said with dissatisfaction. “We can’t play together because we don’t know you!”

A small kid given a cup of ice cream replaced it. Her lips spread towards her ears and her eyes gleamed. If one hadn't known better, they wouldn't have recognized the dead eyes that they first saw as the same girl's eyes. That's how much alive it was right at that moment. The sky turned orange... quickly the girl opened her backpack. Out came a camera... a huge one. The girl started clicking shots of the sky and that of the city as it came awake. Everything had a touch of orange and brought color to the whole city.

🦋 🦋 #TBC_ #Inspired by Mean girls A/N : y'all should pray for Cheryl. Don't forget to share your thoughts on this.

I couldn't bear to see this girl face what I had faced as a child… the world was a cruel place and we could survive anything if we leaned on each other. I smiled… there was hope. *** DYLAN XAVIER “Oh daddy, you're fucking hot” “Shit! I want you to fuck me till I die” “You're so damn sweet, papi, lick me” I walked into the cartel walking past the Asian ladies whose hands were everywhere. This was a cartel owned by the Chinese gang and everyone here was an enemy whether for business or pleasure even the naked women were dangerous.