FNaF Fanfic (Part 8)
The horrible freak show baby steped into the light, the only original parts remaining on her being the head and hair and tutu, and a few minor little scraps and most of her endoskeleton, for an arm she has a huge claw which william knows the strength
Perks of the Job: After Hours
=\*=\*=\*= the human's protests and pleas made azad yank upward, once more tugging that ridiculous scrap that'd been covering her under her thin black material.
Movements on the Surface
He was still too mad at the scrapped project to return to it just yet.soren followed him up some time later, working a bit on composing some music for the trombone.
#1 Leader of the Pack
She followed him close behind tail wagging happily, expecting him to slice his scraps into her bowl. instead her eyes widened as the food disappeared into the loud whirring monster within the sink.
A New Home
The guards in the towers on either side start laughing and throwing scraps of food at the two as they huddle together collecting the food scraps before walking off towards the tavern hoping to get a handout or a dry place to sleep.
Commissioned Work: A Wily Night
With an apologetic look on his face, the kitten held up a torn scrap of his pants. "ah! my clothes!"
Prologue
Using his teeth he tore another scrap of cloth away from his shirt and tied it around a rock he saw laying nearby. the rock was about the size of his paw if he balled it up into a fist.
Soul Stalkers - 04
Tammy crushed the scrap of paper into her pocket, retrieved angela from the disappointed boys, and slipped back out into the night. whatever had just happened, she did not want to spend another moment outside of her comfort zone.
Puppy Love
You stroke the strands from my head and scratch my ears oh so caringly my nose is met by your lavish scent of food and a strong numbing scent from the elixir laughing you wave your hands and give me your scraps as your mate growls i attempt to please the
Love Lost, Chapter 5a: Reflections.
He was quite surprised to find it to be a lone riolu wearing a halo and wings made of aluminum foil and scrap paper. "trick or tr--" alice paused; she noticed something in the air and sniffed subtly.
Soyoco Shorty: A Lewd Awakening
Window blinds of the younger sibling, scraps’, trailer house.
Blood on Ice - Chapter Twelve
With everyone so hungry, there was no chance that there'd be scraps lying around anywhere.