Freddy Funny Novels & Stories

I ask as I shift him on my hip and start walking toward the car. Josiah, standing nearby with Emilio, clucks his tongue when he sees me carrying Freddie. But he doesn’t say anything—smart man. Experience has taught him that arguing with a pregnant woman is a fool’s game. “School was great! Conner found a bug on the playground and ate it! And Joey spun on the carousel until he barfed all over the hallway,” Freddie says cheerfully, trying to squirm out of my arms. He loves being snuggled—but only at home. God forbid any of his preschool friends catch me treating him “like a baby.” He’s three, after all. Practically grown.

Freddy came dancing out of the bathroom in her robe, a towel wrapped tightly around her wet hair, moving across the room to a beat only she could hear. “Come on, come on, country bumpkin! Go get your shower and get your bumpkin on,” Freddy urged, clapping her hands together. “I don’t want to be late for this party! I wanna get there before all the cute guys are gone—or, worse yet, taken!”

While Charlotte was still processing the surprise, a conversation unfolded behind her. "Go back to where you belong." "Can't I stay here?" Freddie asked. Charlotte walked out of the door and into the courtyard. Julie's face was still close to the camera. Charlotte asked, "Scoundrel? You mean Freddie?" "Yeah! He's a nasty guy! He loves to bully people! He’s a scoundrel!" Charlotte thought for a moment, not entirely surprised. Freddie appeared to be about eighteen or nineteen, so a bit of rebelliousness was normal.

For once his weird decisions had helped. "Just hold on. I'll get you out of there." Freddy said and jumped into action. He got out a knife and started cutting up the net till he had made a big enough space for me to come out then he removed the ropes in my mouth and untied me. I immediately hugged him. "I never thought I'd be this happy to see you again my friend." I said. "I'm happy to see you too." He said. We parted from the hug and I spoke first.

My daughter Lily stood in front of him with her arms folded and a deep offended expression like she was ready to file a formal complaint against her grandfather. “Grandpa isn’t funny mommy,” she whined immediately when she saw me, rushing straight into my arms like I was her only safe place in the world. I bent down quickly and hugged her tightly, lifting her slightly off the ground. She smelled like strawberry shampoo and pure chaos. Behind her Freddy was already laughing like he had been waiting for war. “Yes he is,” Freddy said loudly, clearly trying to annoy his sister on purpose. “Is not,” Lily snapped immediately while pointing at him.

As Freddy went to have a word with the man whom I rightly guessed was the Commissioner, I opened my arms up for Birdie, inviting him in. He didn't even attempt to resist the invitation. He grinned widely as he ran across the room to where I stood and hugged me. I hugged him back tightly. My eyes closed. When I opened my eyes, Freddy and the Commissioner were watching our little bonding moment. As the Commissioner turned back to Freddy Z, I heard him say, “I must add that he's happiest when he's with her. He hasn't even attempted to smile since he left here. And here he is, all giddy with her. It's beautiful to see, really.”

Spending the day with those three showed me just how violent males were. There was a lot of playful shoves, pinches in the shower and arms and kicks under the table. And I'm using the word playful lightly. I wouldn't be surprised if they woke up with bruises the tomorrow. But they kept laughing along the way so I know nobody was really hurt. Except maybe that one time when Gio hit Freedy with the toy hammer he was using to win play one of the park games. Freedy had cupped his hands in front of his groin area for an entire minute.

Somehow, Freddy wasn’t that angry, he laughed quietly, it wasn’t a joyous laugh, from the look in his eyes, it was pure evil laughter. “You’re really a strong one for being conscious after receiving Hatake’s nab, it was meant to take you out instantly, but I’m happy you’re still conscious to hear me,” Freddy started, he took out another marijuana from his inner jacket pocket and lighted it up before he continued.

“You saw him smile too, right, Fred?” Freddy nodded. “I’d have to be blind not to see it, Justin. Look! He’s even smiling again.” Justin shrugged, “He really is something else. Just seeing him laugh gives me the creeps. But … usually he laughs in a mocking or terrifying way. But look at how he laughed just now, Fred?” “He … laughed like a normal person. That’s what you mean, right?” Freddy replied. Justin nodded with a serious expression. Meanwhile, Nathan was twirling his chin and trying to think.

Maxwell coldly said, scowling at her friend. Pushing her mouth in the air, Madam Elle walked away with her grandkids, and as Freddie walked side his brother, he noticed him smiling and said, “You just got beat up by a girl. Shouldn’t you be embarrassed?” “I am. But I can’t help thinking about how cool she was just now.” Kelvin whispered, wiping the blood from his nose. Looking back at Piki in her father's arms, a small smirk crossed Freddie's lips as he thought, ‘Yeah. She is super cool,’