Poppy Playtime Eyes Novels & Stories

But of course, we ran into a few hiccups while video calling at home. For example, we nearly got discovered by his mom. "Are you done with your homework, or are you reading comics again?" I looked at him in the video and saw that he was staring off into space. Upon closer inspection, there was an open comic book lying on the table next to him. However, when I yelled at him, Austin immediately whipped his head around and buried his nose into the revision books again. A short while later, he peeked at me again and gave me the saddest puppy-dog eyes.

She could sense someone or something watching her, it was a weird presence and she couldn't quite pinpoint the position as it came from everywhere. 'Who could it possibly be?' Katie wondered, her eyes narrowing as she looked around. Her thoughts raced to make sense of the situation. But a voice interrupted her thought. "Katie," Oprah called. “What are you doing?" "Oh it's nothing, just taking in the view," Katie replied but Oprah noticed her unease. “Hmm, I don't think so. Maybe I should just take a peek,” Oprah said and her eyes glowed silver. Oprah was a Mindflayer and could read people's minds but it required eye contact, so Katie hurried to hide her face.

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

My tears flowed continuously. My room was filled with our cries, with sadness, with happiness, with excitement, and with different emotions we feel right now. "I was here, baby. I was here when you first opened your eyes—" "But why haven't I seen you?" I cut him off. The two of us were just sobbing. He tightened his grip on my hand before he looked down to wipe away his tears that were forming. "One month, Yasha. I waited for one month before you finally opened your eyes. Do you know I was so happy at that time? While holding your hand, I saw how you opened your eyes. But something came up," he then looked up with his teared eyes.

Moving over slightly, she was better protected from the paint that was flying. This next move would need to be done quickly and we would only have one shot. Scooping up a handful of dirt, she took a few breaths before she made her move. Sticking her arm around, she retracted it quickly before standing up and throwing the dirt into Scott’s eyes.

He saw me smiling, and his eyes sparkled with delight, becoming even more clingy. I helplessly leaned into his embrace. With a hint of jealousy, I said, "Look at that beauty just now. Her eyes were practically glued to you. Are you not the least bit tempted? Are you pretending to be indifferent in front of me?" Poppy got on my nerves. She dared to flirt with my man right in front of me. Were women nowadays so audacious? "I don't even look at them. They have the right to look, and I have the right to ignore them. My eyes only see one person. The one who has been with me under the same blanket since I was a child."

Leonardo inquired. "What?" "Describe your face, your body, your hair, everything about you." "Why, sir?" "Angela, I'm blind, but I still have a vivid imagination. When we talk, I want to see your face in my head. " Angela smiled. "OK, I have bulging eyes, a funnel nose, curly hair, I'm fat, I have puffy lips; in short, I have an ugly face," Angela said proudly. "OK, you can go now."

He raises an eyebrow at us, challenging. “I could get Poppy if I wanted,” he states. “Get me to do what?” Poppy suddenly steps into the living room wearing sweatpants and a hoodie, her long auburn hair tied into a ponytail, with her glasses on, looking like the cutest thing on the planet. Her infectious energy can be felt as soon as she walks in, looking at us with an amused look on her face.

The familiar blaring of her alarm startled Poppy awake at 3:30 that morning. She stretched, and slapped the off button before sitting up. Yawning, Poppy raised her arms above her head and then froze. Arms? With a yelp of surprise, Poppy jumped out of her bed, which was still finagled into a nest of blankets, and ran to her mirror. There she was, pale, extremely messy hair, bright blue eyes, and very much a human.

I nodded in agreement as I was wiping away the tears, he was right I needed to have a nice relax before all the stress of the ball as well as my 1st shift later tonight. “Ryder, time for you to leave! Part of my birthday gift has arrived for Aurora and its now girl time!” Poppy said with authority shooing Ryder out of the room. “See you later Aurora.” Ryder shouted just as the door closed. “What have you got planned sneaky one?” I giggled at Poppy.