Player Poppy Playtime Fanart Novels & Stories

My phone made a beep once again and the irritation that came from it had me almost slamming my phone to the wall, but thank goodness I got a glimpse of the caller. “Hello.” I dragged at it, after picking up the call and placing it on my ear. “Hey Bestie guess what!!!!” Dan’s voice reverberated through the phone, a step away from scattering my ear drum. I rolled my eyes and sighed. She can not be any less dramatic. “What is it this time?” “The owner of our Biking company is back and we will be having a pool party. I am so excited!!!” she screamed the last part at the top of her voice and my ear drum almost got damaged from having her scream that irrational.

"What the hell are you supposed to be?" "Morty. Morty's an elf. Morty don't want to talk to you because Morty don't want trouble." "Don't pay attention to the stupid elf, he's a coward. The name's zeta by the way." she said then she walked in. She was pretty huge for a woman and she kinda looked scary with her shoulder length black hair, deep grey eyes and a snake tattoo on her arm. "I like to get to know to the prisoners before I kill them. Now, tell me bout urself"

His thumb lingered, stroking my lips with a lazy, suggestive pressure. "I wouldn't have expected anything less from the woman I've set my sights on." He leaned in, whispering into my ear, "Since you already know, how about we start a new game?" His lips were almost pressed to my ear, his breath scorching against my skin. It sent a shiver down my spine. "Let's kick Dante out of the picture for good."

he said, his pen tapping a file. I cut him off, my hands slamming his desk, my voice sharp, my eyes locking on his. “I’m sorry, sir but I have something more important to say,” I said, my heart racing, my recorder hidden. “There will be a syndicate hit tonight at the pier 19, there will be a shipment of millions in product. I want us to take them down.” Giveon’s eyes widened, his hands clasping, his voice cautious but hooked. “Are you sure?” he said, his pen stilling, his gaze searching.

Kristy hesitated a few times before finally pulling out her phone and tapping on something. "Take a look at it yourself." She showed me an anonymous forum with an eye-catching title on the latest post. "Gladys Thompson is pregnant, and Austin Newton brought her to the hospital. Could the baby belong to him?" I narrowed my eyes as I started reading the post. I felt my heart dropping to my stomach as my mind went completely blank. I scrolled farther down and saw that the original poster had even attached a few sneakily-taken photos of Austin and I at the hospital.

I agreed coming with him since I'm doing nothing here and besides I really wanna catch things up from him. He assisted me in getting inside his car. When we reached the mall, he bought me lot of things until people who noticed us, flooded in front of us, asking for a picture with them. Just by looking at them, I can say that they belong to the fans club of our love team, the YashRel Fandom. I can't believe that until now, there are still people who ship our love team even though our love team was gone in the showbiz industry for years.

I was stuck here. (Flashback Ends) "So that was how toy came to this pack, wow," Issac said after I recounted my story. I simply smiled and ruffled his hair. "Nina! Isaac!" Someone called our. Not just someone, Blossom. She was the only one that came in her unannounced like that. "Blossom!" Issac called excitedly as he rushed to hug her. "Hello, little boy," she teased him "I am not little," he pouted. "Thank you for the food,"

"Sarah!!! Abby glared at her when she stole a photo of us. "Sorry, ma'am is just that. I only want to capture the moment. Here look. It's picture perfect." She showed us her phone, and she was right. The picture is perfect in my eyes. The three of us are smiling, Arabella leaning on my chest, eyes closed, and arms tightly wrapped around me. While Abby and I were looking at each other, her chin rested on my shoulder. You can see the happiness in our eyes. "Wow! Sarah, this is beautiful." Send it to my phone, hurry." Sarah giggled but quickly pressed some keys on her phone, and after a few seconds...

I just ignore her calls and go about my day, I don’t have time for the bullshit. I heard that Poppie got fired from the temp agency. Word on the street is that she’s been hanging out with Marcus having these ’play parties ’cause she needs money. I also heard she may be strung out as well. If that is true, I really need to find her because she needs to get clean in order to work. It was early in the morning by the time I reached Poppie’s apartment. If she ain’t got a job, then she should be at home, I thought. I walked up the steps and rang her doorbell. I could hear her coming down the stairs to open the door.

I guess he just wanted to watch a movie for the popcorn. Popcorn was Xander’s obsession like Pizza was mine. A small smile made its way on my lips as I tried to focus on the movie. At the end of the movie, I cringed my nose when the guy sat down on one knee, proposing to the girl and she accepted his proposal. I yawned as the credits started rolling.