Fun Time Freddy Novels & Stories

The people there are elite. "Of all the people to tick off, you pick HIM? I spent two hours fixing this so they wouldn't pull the contract." Before, I'd probably say sorry—even when it wasn't my fault. Now? I just laughed. Cold and quiet. Leandro Corp had a deal with her company? Oh right... that contract. The one expiring tomorrow. I called my assistant. "Pull all investment from Donna's company. I'll handle the final meeting myself. And starting now, scale down everything in Fremora. Shift operations back to Carmoria."

Muttering that sheepishly he walked into the restroom and hurriedly freshened up. Eleanor frowned before she hurriedly wore her sandals and applied light lip colour. Leon was out in exactly two minutes, taking his wallet, wrist watch and the keys of his heavy bike, he grabbed her hand and pulled her in for a deep, passionate morning kiss that took her breath away and left millions of butterflies to dance in her stomach. They walked out only to be welcomed by mischievous smiles of Caleb and Finn. "Let's go." He said and Eleanor let out a sigh of relief knowing that his roaring vehicle would give her a natural blow dry, just splendid.

I inquired, curiosity piqued Freddie smiled. “ My day is great. My wife and kids are doing great as well.” “ So would you like to hang out later tomorrow or maybe tonight?.” I suggested, grinning. “ Remember what happened when we hung out together.” Freddie said and I chuckled. " Alright then. Tomorrow at 3 pm.”

The silence that followed was the kind that meant people were deciding on something. Thomas Wyatt looked at Raymond. Raymond Cole looked at Gerald. Then he looked at Freddie. A long moment. "Twenty four hours," Raymond said quietly. "Not a minute more." Freddie nodded once. "That's all I need from you." --- He got back at his desk by ten fifteen. Brett picked up on the second ring. "I need you to move on this now," Freddie said. "Today. The board has given me twenty four hours to produce something solid and I need you to find me the thread that unravels all of this."

Freddy answered, "Damn girl, I've been trying you all day! I know you're on holiday and all, but I need to tap out right now. Managing Happy Feet and being named manager of the club, I barely have enough time for Freddy time." Roxanne laughed, "Calm down, Freddy, easy there! I'm sorry about being late to answer your call, but it's been marvelous over here. I'll be back soon, and I'm gonna take you out, boo." Freddy teased, "You better, girl! So, is the D that good?" Roxanne playfully replied, "Ahh, Freddy, not over the phone! We'll talk later." Freddy said, "Okay, okay, I get it. But seriously, Roxanne, I need your help. I'm drowning here."

Freddy turned and then scowled as he saw the same shadows dancing against the wall. “Fucking hell,” he muttered. “Just go, Freddy,” Kim urged. “Okay, I’ll be back in a few, I promise.” Freddy yanked off his apron and grabbed the keys to his bike. “Are you sure you’ll be okay here?” Kim snorted. “I think I can handle two hours by myself. I do own the place. Besides, I would imagine that Mandy and Elliot will be here soon enough to finish decorating?” “You are impossible to surprise,” Freddy stated, shaking his head.

Freddie was amazed whenever his brain refreshed their first encounter in his head. “Fun?” “Yes, fun. Dennis, these people just don’t care. They don’t care.” Ferdinand smoothed out his wrinkled clothes. “Let’s go. Let’s see what they will do.” He walked up to the door. “How about T-Vir, My Lord?” Freddie asked curiously. “T-Vir? What can we do? Shadow is faster.” It was a clear answer understood by everyone perfectly. We let them go. “We understand.” The three of them bowed, complying without resisting.

Freddie didn't believe it until I died right in front of him. At that moment, he nearly lost his mind. He ignored the system's warnings and used up his accumulated points to trade for a chance to rewind time. But no matter how hard he tried, I always ended up dead. After countless attempts, the desire to keep me alive became an obsession. His points dwindled, and the time he could rewind became shorter and shorter. The last time he opened his eyes, it was the day before I confessed my feelings to him. It was late at night, and I was already sound asleep.

I couldn't believe my plan had backfired so spectacularly, but I knew I wouldn’t agree. “I'm not coming with you,” I stated firmly, and his blank expression shifted to anger. He glanced at me for a moment and then brought forth his wrist to check his wristwatch. “You have just twenty minutes left of your time. If I were you, I would start packing.” “I can’t be tossed around. I have the right to my freedom,” I declared, my voice trembling slightly. Sir Frederick's expression hardened, his eyes narrowing at my words. He glanced at his watch once more, a silent reminder of the dwindling time I had left to comply.

The ringing of my phone brought me back to reality. Picking up the phone, I saw Freddy's number and, with a dazed expression, I answered "Tell me?". "Hester, will you be free at 8 o'clock? I'll come get you" he said. "Mmm, I'm Alpha Bennett's secretary, he doesn't leave the company until after 10pm" "Come on, we need to meet, you know how important this project is" Freddy said, I listened as he fiddled with a small stapler. Bluntly, Freddy continued to talk about the project.