Funny Weird Pajamas Novels & Stories

Charmine ruffled on his hair as she reassured him. Chris merely grinned. “No need. Momo was bored today and bought one for us! Ta-dah! Look!” As he spoke, he pulled out three matching pajamas from his back as though it was part of a magic trick. A frown appeared on Charmine’s face, and her forehead creased as she gazed at the clothes. The pajamas…

Antonio felt more relaxed now that the weird nervous atmosphere wasn't surrounding them anymore . " Okay !.......Slowly.....take your arm out . " said Antonio helping him change his shirt . After he took off the shirt Antonio prepared the new cleaned shirt for him . ".......Are you being serious ? " asked Damian when he saw the shirt . " What's wrong ? " asked Antonio . " You do realize this is considered a big size of kid's pajamas , right ? " said Sdamian with a serious tone . " They have the image of Red from the Angry Birds movie . " said Antonio seriously .

I need to be sure that I wake up before he does to get it hidden. It was well past midnight by the time we had everything put away and my clothes in the wash. I finally had a clean pair of underwear and was wearing my new favorite shirt as pajamas, making Adam roll his eyes at me. ‘I’m with Stupid’ was in large black letters across my chest, the slightly small shirt making my breasts strain the letters a little. I couldn’t help but let out a giggle when he saw it, but then stopped when I realized his eyes were not on the words.

Utterly speechless, the last ridiculous shred of hope inside me died quietly. … Meanwhile, at the headquarters of Silvercrest pack, Ethan glared at his phone with a frosty expression. The dark circles beneath his eyes were daunting. He was like a trapped beast, pacing the office back and forth, exuding a cold yet dangerous air. His phone was placed face down on the table. He almost flung it out of the window twice. When he saw the state his usually level-headed best friend was in, Cameron Duffal—Ethan's Beta—could no longer hold in his laughter.

i sluggishly moved to the bathroom to do my business I got out after a few minutes, put on my slightly worn out jeans and shirt,, I'm not a makeup person so i only put on some lip gloss as i made my way to the living room "Morning mom" i said as i kissed her on her right cheek Morning baby how was your night? "she asked It was good mom, I'm off to my boring job.... "Don't call it boring honey try and get along with your boss trust me it would be fun", she said

' that's what his smile truly meant . " What's wrong with my pajamas ?! " said Catherine confused as she looked at her pajamas . " They are light clothes . As a lady in waiting , your outfit right now , is deemed inappropriate . " said butler George . Madam Catherine became very angry when she heard butler Geiorge . The pajamas she was wearing were sporty style pajamas . They weren't even provoking pajamas but butler George made it look as if she was doing something wrong .

This isn't right, I have to start making solid plans for us to escape before he thinks that's just what he can do, I remain with my back against the door, until Amelia starts to make crying noises again. I finally move going over scooping her up in my arms, I didn't think when all this weird life started, we'd still be in this weird life but here we are in the thick of all the madness. I look to the side to see a black dress and a little baby suit hung up by the wardrobe, I sigh walking over taking it off the hanger, praying his mother wasn't as bad as he explained.

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what if? "Yeah, what if?" she grumbled and fell forward, flopping down on her bed accidentally. A growl left her and she rolled on her back before throwing her legs in the air and trying to wiggle into the pants. Lisa stopped by the door and snorted. "Um, you need some help?" "Go away. I'm trying to get these on and someone washed them in hot water." "They're yoga pants, Sis. They are supposed to look like someone painted them on you."

The door creaked open, and he walked in wearing a Batman-costumed pajama, a cape at the back. I burst into laughter, forgetting I was too embarrassed to face him. “What… what… what are you wearing?” I coughed, dying of laughter. He looked genuinely confused, which made it even funnier. “A pajama?” He replied softly, rubbing his neck. I nodded, trying not to hurt his feelings. “Well, I won't argue that. It suits you. I see your favorite color is black, but is the cape necessary…?” I burst into laughter again. He waited patiently.