I Shall Call Him Squishy Novels & Stories

Xia pouty plump lips curved upwards. "Quiliu. What a pretty name you have" when Xia finish saying this, she felt her hand being tugged gently and held by the zombie in front of her who was called Quiliu like it was being treated with cautiousness and care, it really made her already numb heart to skip a beat but just a little bit, but it proved signs of her softening and letting her heart open again and fulfil the unfulfilled task of her past. "Not pretty name" the zombie paused, lick his drying lips that was coloured purple before continuing saying,

“What’s wrong with looking for SpongeBob?” He’s fighting a smile. I can see it in the way his mouth twitches. “Nothing, if that’s your thing. I’m sure I could find you a SpongeBob centre. T-shirts. Balloons. A life-sized mascot, too. Just say the words and it’s all yours.” “No thanks,” I say, pulling down the sun visor and flipping open the mirror. I check my reflection and, thankfully, my anxiety didn’t melt my mascara. “I’m more of a Squidward girl.”

She shrieked, she was loud. "A snake, Raspberry?" I asked sceptically. "Don't be sceptical with me," she said sheepishly. "Everybody and their weirdness. I call him Raspberry because he loves eating and blowing them," "I see," I looked away, running my eyes around for a means of escape. "So, you are new here, right?" "As you can see,"

Maxwell tugged lightly on my sleeve. “Mama?” I crouched slightly in front of him. “What is it?” He leaned closer conspiratorially. “Do superheroes have room service?” Despite everything, a laugh escaped me softly. “I’m sure they do.” “Good,” he whispered seriously. “Because I want fries.” Jameson snorted quietly under his breath. “I’ll handle the fries. You go before your dramatic entrance gets delayed.” I rolled my eyes lightly before straightening again. And then, after one final breath to steady myself, I turned and walked toward the ballroom.

Mini takes long treads in her heels and hands me her phone. He's buttoning his blue shirt. His hair is wet after the bath, " Can I disconnect now? " I ask him. I purse my lips. How could he change in front of my friends? " Why? " He winces. I want to smile but I bite my tongue to distract the smile, " You've seen me now. " I whisper. I'm aware that my friends are hearing from me. " Hey! Jiju, you can talk to us. I know to make her jealous. " Sippy says with her perfect smile.

Here I was confronted with the cutest boy I had seen, and I was making a fool out of myself. "Easy there, cupcake. You might end up choking on your saliva." He said, laughing I giggled. Putting the plate down, I patted my hands and stood in front of him with a smile. "Kiara. Kiara Middleton is my name, not cupcake. And, for your information, you can't die by choking on your saliva, gag maybe, but die, I don't think so, plus that's a human thing." I said, smiling at him and putting out my hand to shake his

I gently squeezed her stomach. “Squishy,” I fondly said. Her face turned sour, and she quickly glanced back at me. She held onto my arm and pushed me away from her back. “What now?” I asked, confused. “Squishy?” I nodded my head. “Yeah, squishy and cute,” I complimented her. She scoffed and bit her lip in anger. “First, you made fun of me for puking my guts out...Now, you’re even calling me fat?”

she asked me, so I stopped for a bit, taken aback because of what she just called me. “What did you just call me?” I asked her, as we’re now outside of the comfort room. I looked at her, and she was just giving me an innocent smile, as if she wasn’t giving me a hard time taking care of her drunken state. “Squishy! Because you’re cute!” she said, before giving me a pinch on the cheeks. I immediately shoved her arm, and because she’s kind of weak since she’s drunk, she almost fell to the floor. Georgia looked at me angrily, before she let out a scoff.

" Shmue questioned, still staring at me. It made me wince a bit, but I didn't show it and simply kept unpacking the food on the table one by one. While secretly praying to God that Shmue will not notice anything unusual about me. "Yes, but why are you having trouble with the squirrel?" Dum questioned solemnly, and hearing Dum refer to me as a squirrel. Squirrel? I was irritated when I heard Shmue bust out laughing at what he heard Dum call his secretary. Dum, how could you compare me to a squirrel? As though I'm much more attractive with that ridiculous animal.

Jamison grab my hand and let me sit down on the bed that he previously rolling around. "You see brother we can't agree on what show a certain character appeared." Gabriel started. I furrow my eyebrow."Who?" "Aloysious Snuffleupagus." Jamison replied. Who? "He's in harry potter right?" Gab said. "No! I told you I heard that name in Star Wars!" Jamison rebut. "No way! He doesn't sound like from a scifi show!" Gab exclaimed. "He's the hairy one!" Jamison said dignantly. "That's chewbacca." I said.