Ozzie X Fizz Novels & Stories

Her gesture was met with a withering glare from Aza. "Seriously, Miandelyn Foster? You think snacks will comfort me after this?" Aza retorted, her brow furrowed, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "What? I'm offering you something, at least!" Mia defended herself, her voice a little less confident now. Aza rolled her eyes. Mia was just teasing her, trying to lighten the mood. They'd been friends since high school, a tight-knit group of four who dreamt of starting a business together. When they finally launched Oz Advertising, they were overjoyed, their laughter echoing through the office. But their happiness was short-lived. Their company was struggling, their dreams teetering on the brink of

I looked around for signs of trouble. “No, it’s shit. Lots of it.” I walked over to him and saw the shit he was talking about. A large area was covered with a light brown crust. It had been a lot darker when it shot out of the ogre’s rear end, but being baked by the sun had turned it to the colour of fresh bread. It had also expanded so it was high as my knee. A giant turd muffin. “Ah,” said Flossie, “is it supposed to move like that?” She pointed at the area nearest her, which was trembling. A bubble began to form.

But even as I dismissed Crystal’s antics, a small voice in the back of my mind reminded me that she wouldn't back down that easily. And if there was one thing I knew about Crystal, it was that she never played fair, and she never will. I mean who does? “That Hazel girl is hot.” Ric said with a huge grin plastered on his face. “Again? How many women do you fall in love with in a year?” I raised a brow at him. “Trust me, this one is different. I can already picture our future together.” He looked like a teenager who had just seen his crush. “Get a life. Don is throwing a party soon, that's what Crystal was telling me, she wanted to be my date.”

“Look, I know. But we’ll be out of there in no time. It will be fun if we can go. The place I have in mind is good. It’s called Oasis. There is live music, food, and drinks. My neighbor took me there. It was awesome.” “Well, that sounds cool.” “Yeah. So what do you say?” “Fine. Let’s go. As long as we don’t stay long.” “I understand. No worries.” Zee drove to Oasis club and they entered the live band section. They got a table, bought a couple of beers, and watched a local Pop band play. They took pictures and sipped their drinks, enjoying the merry atmosphere. Feeling pressed, Zee handed her half-empty drink to Pat and found her way to the restroom. On her way out, her phone rang with Michae

Then they stepped out of the car as they looks around. "Come on Dizzy, there is nobody here, why did you bring us here?" Sarz said to Dizzy. "Um..." Dizzy said as he walks around and looks around a little bit. "You are right... But what do you smell?" Dizzy asked Sarz. While Sarz keeps silent and twitches his nose for some seconds. "Absolutely fish!" Sarz said. "No... Not fish, this one smells like..." Dizzy said as he keeps silent and smells it again.

I teased. Once I was settled I proceeded to finish my marshmallow bouquet in twenty-five minutes flat. Making Ollie the winner of the bet. For the next two days I came into the office, I had a new gift, but no Kade. Yesterday’s gift was a pair of Snoozie slippers that had a cartoon version of Alfredo on them.

My eyes searched around the place without my head turning, looking from Dad to Miss B to Morris. Everyone went back to their business, Dad brought out his phone and began scrolling. Morris was done with all his cupcakes and began feasting on mine. Except for Ozzy. I had almost forgotten that Morris tagged him alone. About a week ago, he was my one and only companion, until…y'know. Ozzy looked distracted from the rest of the crew, he bared his tiny teeth at me, growling. His eyes followed something invisible behind me. He let out tiny hisses and barks.

Zoe was the happiest of the three as she laughed delightedly, watching her parents compete for the title of the fastest fruit eater. “Ok, that was fun,” said Derek when the salad bowl was finally empty. “We should do that again.” “Time for lunch,” Zoe announced. “Zoe! You just finished eating a bunch of fruits,” Rachel reminded her. “Let that settle in your stomach first before we eat lunch, ok?” “Okie Dokie,” said Zoe with a grin. “Oh, that’s a new one,” Rachel commented. “Who did you learn that from?” “Marshall. He says, ‘Okie Dokie to me.”

Then she giggled as their lips parted to gasp a breath of air. “Now, I don't think I still want to go anywhere else for the weekend…” Izzy winked as she grinned at Owen. “Whatever makes you happy, bossy!” Owen replied with a chuckle. “As long as I get this close to you, I don't think the place matters at all!”

“And crackle, crackle, crackle. And sparkle, sparkle, sparkle.” “What is this song?” thought Zia to herself who couldn’t sing along with them. She took a glance at the guard. He was now quietly looking at his phone on his seat. “But I guess it’s working. He’s not annoyed anymore.” “But while I love the rest.” Few more children had also become familiarized with the song. “I love the rockets best. Firework fuse and fizzles. Fizzles and fizzles.” “A-and fi-fizzles,” stammered Zia who attempted to sing along with them.