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Foxy sat behind the curtains of Pirate Cove rather silently. Time and time again he would peek out momentarily to check if any on his friends were going to come and talk with him, but each check his hope died down a little as he realised they were too focused on getting the new "security guard" into a suit. He sighed and started picked at his arm where the fake fur was starting to come off. Finally, much to his joy, the curtains opened and revealed a yellow chicken looking down at the sad Foxy. "Foxy? You're meant to be helping get the new guard into his suit. He's almost out of power too, I saw through the window." Chica began. Foxy turned

Flippy jolted awake. Jesus, not again! He silently thought to himself as he gazed around his dream. It looked so peaceful and happy - Only thinkg is Fliqpy always intrudes. He would actually enjoy his dreams if it weren't for the crazy psychopath who always ruined it. Killing the penguins, chasing him and his pegasus with a helicopter... "Oi, twat, back already?" Fliqpy snarled at the kind-hearted war veteran. Flippy twisted around, shocked. "I'm bored of this happy-go-lucky My Little Pony world, Flips, let's change it up!" Fliqpy faked joy and snapped his fingers as Flippy just stood and watched the joyful scenery changed to a rather dark r

Fliqpy grinned and laughed and Splendid lay on the ground, struggling to get up. He put out his hand, and as Splendid went to get it he yanked it away, laughing. "Admit that I'm the strongest?" He asked in a growling tone. He held up his knife. "Say no, and you die." He threatened. Splendid looked up, hurt. He saw that he also done equal, if not more, damage to Fliqpy. This petty fight had turned into something more - Fliqpy claimed that he was stronger than Splendid. Splendid, overhearing this, didn't agree and the fight began. Splendid smiled slightly. "No." He said, and shot Fliqpy's foot with his lazer-eyes. Fliqpy howled in pain, droppe

Aster dropped the plate, the fragile clay shattering against the hard floor. Annoyed that another of her plates had smashed this week, she picked up a handful of the shards and threw then it to the bin, some of the delicate white pieces falling into the bin, the others clattering against the floor. Hatter peeped around the corner, curious at the sudden noise. "Aster?" He asked as he saw his wife huff at the broken pieces of plate. "What?!" She snapped, not in the mood for anything right now. Hatter walked in slowly, and, using his bushy tail, started sweeping up the mess with the fluffy end of his tail in an attempt to brighten the mood. As

You open your heavy eyelids, the sleep grit in your eyes irritating you. You roll over and peer at the bold red letters. 7:59... 7:59! The sleepy state of your brain immediatly disappears. It'll be schooltime in an hour! Oh, and a minute. An hour and a minute. You scramble out of bed, the duvet hanging off the bed. You immediatly do everything in a rush. Cram your breakfast into your mouth, get dressed, do your hair, the list goes on. You immediatly rush out of the door, eager to get to your school in time. We have to make a good impression on the first day, right? -Time skip to school- After all that running after the bus, failing miserab

Flaky quickly got up out of her chair, and continued to back off. Fliqpy stood up, grinning. A waitress came up to Flaky. "Anything wrong, dear?" She asked, smiling. Flaky looked at her, terror in her eyes. "Run for your life, Evacuate the Café, quickly." Flaky warned, tears making their way into her eyes. "Don't ask! Just do it!" She added as the waitress opened her mouth. Fliqpy grinned wider and grabbed a spoon. Flaky was shaking now. She grabbed a napkin and scrunched it up, and then threw it at his face. Fliqpy looked at the falling napkin for a moment, then laughed a demented laugh. He grabbed Flaky by the neck and held the sppo

Flaky stared into the mirror. Did she look okay? Did Flippy remember? What if he flipped out? Questions arose in her mind and she adjusted the rose she had put in her hair. She walked over to the window and looked out, scanning the moonlit ground. Nobody. She looked up at the moon and sighed. "I hope he d-doesn't..." Her whisper soon trailed off into nothing as she spotted the war veteran walking up towards her house. She walked down the steps, excited and nervous. She peeked out of the door and when Flippy noticed her, he smiled. Flippy put his handle on the door and opened it a little more. "Ready, Flaky?" He asked joyfully, adjusting his