Funtime Freddy X Funtime Foxy の小説・ストーリー

Anthony suddenly jumps up from the chair and launches himself at us, wrapping his arms around both of us and squeezing tight. — Group hug! — he yells. — Jesus, you’re suffocating me! — I say, trying to wriggle free. — Ow, ow! — Freddie exclaims after Anthony accidentally clocks him in the head with his watch. — Sorry — Anthony says, falling back laughing. — Yeah, you’re real sorry, but I’m not gonna feel sorry — Freddie says before grabbing a pillow and smacking Anthony square in the face with it. — Ow, that hurt like hell!

Ayla barked if wolves could laugh, I was pretty sure that’s what it was. I changed into my wolf form and chased them, but damn Ayla was fast. I guess I was really getting old. They circled back around, kicking up soft dirt as they curved between trees. I moved aside, giving Ayla room to stop. She slid to a gentle halt and lowered herself to the ground so Freddy could hop off. His cheeks were flushed, hair messy, and his eyes bright with happiness. “You’re both so slow,” he huffed, hands on his hips.

Chapter 39/ Epilogue Five years later Foxy’s POV It’s like my past is a dream. A dream of things that seem so distant from the life I’m living now. I can’t imagine living without Blair and our twin sons, Blade and Austin, and it looks like I finally found my happy ending. I love my little family, and Blair and I are happily mated.

~2 Days Ago~ “Tell me more about Felix,” Faith asked as she takes a bite of an apple wedge. Mateo squinted his eyes, “Felix?” He asked. Faith chewed the apple and nodded her head, “Felix. The hot Asian member of the ally that gives off Oppa energy,” She added mush to Mateo’s dislike.

I said. Hours passed and Karuji, Funabi, Chromus, Karuji, Matthias, Sanazo and I were patching Monty Gator, Roxy Wolf and Glamrock Chica, Karuji & Matthias were patching up Monty Gator. Sanazo & Funabi were patching Glamrock. While Darkchromus & I were patching Roxanne Wolf, I look at Roxanne Wolf while Roxy looked at me while Chromus was patching her torso area “scared Roxy?” I asked her “just a bit superstar” she answered I saw Freddy walking towards me “how's the other superstar” said Freddy “restoration is going slow at the moment but at a good pace” I said. I look at Monty “are you okay Monty?” I asked him “doing well Arnold” he said with a smile I got up walk towards the side of the ro

Frederick barked. Looking deeply hurt, Jordan wrapped both his arms around Michael's arm and complained with a pout, "Look at Freddy, Mikey! He's being so mean to me again. Boohoo…" "Shut up, or I'll shut you up myself!" Frederick roared, his gaze murderous as he glared at Jordan. Shrinking back in fright, Jordan quickly hid behind Michael. "What a twink," Frederick snarled. Michael could also see that Frederick was in a foul mood, so he asked tentatively, "What's wrong, Frederick?"

I tried to push him away but he just held me tighter. “It’s OK,” he whispered, stroking my hair. I started to cry again into his chest; thoughts of Richard being hurt earlier flooded my brain. Freddie was tall for his age; he was ten, the same as Richard. They were best friends, and had been since we moved in four years ago. He had chocolate brown hair, which he usually spiked up with too much gel, and light blue eyes that were like windows to his soul. When Richard looked at you it made you feel like you could fly.

Can't wait to fùck you tonight. *****

Freddy took a deep breath and sank into a sea of impressions. At the same time, classical music from a record filled the room with a soothing melody. Each note plunged Freddy into euphoria. His mind wandered, his imagination ran wild, envisioning pleasant possibilities that made him grin broadly. Freddy was confident that his plan would succeed. The secret duel between Oscar and Nicholas would not remain secret. Packs from different regions would come and liven it up, just as he wished. "I will give you an exciting fight, Oscar. A fight in which many packs will participate. Isn't that what a fight should be? With lots of spectators and participants. I'm sure you'll like it."

Then an elongated, graceful silhouette flew across the moon, pink wings glowing in the moonlight, and he got an idea. Logan jumped up and waved his arms. “Ginger!” The flamingo glanced over, then changed her course, fluttering to a landing on his deck. “Well, hello again, gorgeous. I don’t think I’ve ever had a Human summon me by name. I hadn’t thought your kind was into interspecies relations, but I’m told it can be kind of kinky.” She circled her neck in that weird, back-scratching, leg-rubbing way. “So, what do you have in mind?”