Withered Toy Bonnie Novels & Stories

Nick inclined his head ever so slightly, extending the plush cat toward me. "Wendy. This is for you." The bathroom door was already locked from the inside by Bonnie. Fuming, she shouted at the two men, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and grab her!" "Oh? Bonnie, are you planning to use the same old trick again?" I curled my lips into a mocking smile. Last time she drugged me. This time she's going for brute force?! But Bonnie was underestimating me far too much. With just these two men?

“It feels …” “Weird.” Bonnie supplied and Jolene laughed as she agreed. “Squish it, play with it, roll it on your table. Have fun with it.” “This is therapy?” “Ehhh.” Bonnie shrugged again. “It’s more of a way to help break up your day. Daytime TV is not all that great.” “I like Wayne Brady.” “He ain’t bad to look at either.” Bonnie grinned and Jolene laughed. “I’m married, not dead. I window shop all the time. You should meet Colleens’ new intern. Tasty.”

"Congratulations, Harriet Underwood! You've won a horse plushie. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth!" Startled, I froze in place. A hint of impatience flickered across the emcee's face. She shoved the plushie into my arms and forced me offstage. The cheap plushie in my hands felt rough to the touch, and the price tag hanging on its back still read five dollars. I recalled what was written on the slip earlier and knew I hadn't misread it. I was about to go onstage to explain when thunderous applause broke out across the hall. "Congratulations, Katie Thorpe! You've won first prize this year—a three-day trip to Marosa!"

“Gee Fox? You're just a toy and always will be—” “Gia?” A voice cut through my haze, and I turned to see Bobby, the manager of the club. “Yes, Bobby?” I replied, peeling off my coat to reveal my micro mini skirt that showcased the black thong underneath, knee-high transparent black socks, heels, and a cropped corporate white shirt, complete with a tie to fit tonight's high school theme. “Private room service. Tobias Whitlock,” he said briefly.