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it had been less than a day since she landed in new york, in her human body. she couldn’t remember how to move in clean motions, and it was only a matter of time before she ended up hurting herself. and here she was, walking through the park with a limp. she spotted someone sitting alone at a bench, so she slowly made her way over. “uh, e-excuse me ?” she began, hoping to get the other’s attention. “d-do you mind if i sit here ?”

     ✗ — 𝑪lumsy fingers work against the screen of his phone, tapping at some dumb free game he was given on the app store. He doesn’t have anything better to do right now seeing as Ballora had sent him out of the apartment, so Foxy usually comes down to the park to take up his time. At the sound of a girls voice, his head immediately perks up, big brown eyes looking over to the other. “ He-ello! “ He gives her a soft smile, noting her stutter that resembles his own. But he doesn’t get his hopes up, he tries not to think about the possibilities of others being here. “ O-Oh, no, please! Be my guest, go-o right ahead. “

There’s a little noise of surprise that escapes her when he lunges at her, but all of her panicked insides calm down instantly when she realizes what it is that he’s doing. He’s hugging her, and she doesn’t quite understand why, but she hugs back, eyebrows creased together over his shoulder. It’s when Funfox tries to get in her lap she cracks a small smile, unfurling her legs to let him sit practically on top of her. He is so much bigger than Ballora, but who isn’t? She listens to him speak, tell her about what happened, but her brain is still sort of caught on his statement about not wanting to leave. ❛❛ I never wanted you to leave, Funfox, ❜❜ she tells him, voice soft since her mouth is so close to his ear.  ❛❛ When I moved into this little house, I was hoping you’d come too. But I didn’t want you to feel like I was smothering you. ❜❜ The house feels so much bigger when she’s alone, and unfortunately, it’s more often than she likes. She pulls away from him for a moment, letting her face him completely, eyebrows creasing again, voice still soft.  ❛❛ You know you’re always welcome here, right, sweetheart? ❜❜ She never wants him to feel alone again, never wants him to feel like she doesn’t love him.  ❛❛ Even if it is at some late hour and I’m in my PJs? ❜❜ She cracks a smile, a very genuine and humorous one, trying to make him smile, laugh, feel better.

Sans, like usual, had been avoiding most of his responsibilities. He decided that maybe he’d take a walk around the West Yorkshire District as he realized, despite living there, he hadn’t really seen much of it. He was so caught up in his thoughts though, that he almost didn’t notice when he ran into the male before him. “Oh.” He stated simply. “Sorry about that pal, didn’t see ya there.”

today had really not been narcissa’s day. after being dropped in the middle of a strange city that she didn’t know, she had wandered around aimlessly for a couple of hours and encountered some interesting people. and no — they weren’t interesting in a good way. she decided that it was probably best to find a place to sleep for tonight ( or for however long she’d stay here ) and to get herself a nice hot cup of tea. she walked into the first place that looked like a coffee shop, and ordered a cup of tea with some money that had magically appeared in her pocket. finally, something nice. as she walked outside, however, she didn’t pay too much attention and bumped into someone, spilling her tea all over them. “oh bloody hell!” she exclaimed before running a hand through her hair. “so terribly sorry, is there anything i can do?”

ARIANA was new to this time & the city. she wasn’t even from the united states yet here she was. now she was eighteen, four years older since her death. it didn’t make any sense to her but perhaps this could be a new life for her. however, the worrying part was that she had lived her entire existence ( sheltered ) from others & it was her brothers that looked after her. she was now alone in a city full of muggles — something could happen. “ how worrisome. ” she spoke under her breath.

@ballerinaisms | continued from X

     ✗ — 𝑻he fox sits quietly as she wraps the gauze around his bloody knuckles, a small sniffle making it’s way past his lips then. He feels bad for coming here when she was so obviously getting ready for bed, but he didn’t know where else to GO. She was the closest thing Funfox had to family, and there was no way he was going to be letting go of that anytime soon. He moved out of her apartment, and it had only been a FEW days, but he wanted back in her place again. He wanted to be able to come out of his room just across from hers and sneak in ther bed when she was totally asleep, ignoring the way Ballora would so easily pull him closer when he crawled into her bed. He was like a baby bird really, pushed out of the nest too quickly that he almost desperately wanted back into. He didn’t think much about what had happened earlier, just that there was red hot ANGER that led the usually calm and collected human into what he described as ‘ani’ mode. When she tears the gauze away, Funfox is lurching forwards to pull her into a tight hug, melting into her almost IMMEDIATELY. Foxy was large. This body he had was G I A N T, but it didn’t stop him at all from trying to curl himself into Ballora’s lap. “ I didn’t wa-ant to leave in the first plac-ce. “ He admits softly, clenching his fist after she’s wrapped it up to test the waters, brows pulling together at the dull ache. “ Ow... “ He mumbled, shaking his head as he buries his head in her shoulder. “ I can tal-lk about it. It’s okay, really. I just got angry at som-me guy... He called me some p-pretty mean things, until I eventually got fe-ed up with him. “

L I K E ! for a starter from F U N F O X.

✗ — E Y E S widened in shock as she looked towards her reflection in the mirror. Was she trapped in a mirror again?? How did she get in the Mirror this time? She wasn’t going to let herself be trapped again, she was stronger now!! Her fist clenched, as she sent it forwards towards the mirror at full force. The glass shattered under the weight of her fist. She winced as she looked towards her hand, this pain was something she’d never experienced before, her knuckles began to bleed from various cuts. “What is this….” The gem asked, looking at the blood trickling down her hand. “This red stuff hurts….!!”

     ✗ — 𝑬yes widen as he watches her send her fist flying full force towards the mirror, the former fox watching in mostly just shock. Just turned ( back ) into a human and even he knew you shouldn’t do that. Like, at all. “ Wo-ow, okay. “ He can’t help but flinch at the glass shattering, the sound bringing back an old memory from Circus Baby’s. A child shoves chocolate cake into the joints of his animatronic, another close by shatters a cup off the ground, HE is the one who’s working the daytime shift. “ Oh no-o, this isn’t good in the le-east bit. It’s your blo-ood. Don’t you know what blood i-is? “ Funtime Foxy tilts his head to the side, watching her curiously as he comes over to inspect her hand, eyebrows drawing close together. “ It’s not the re-ed stuff that hurts, it’s the result of wha-at DID hurt. “

“who’s there?!” the scavenger turned a corner, keeping her blaster pointed as she heard footsteps from down the sidewalk a ways. she would’ve used her lightsaber if she knew how to fight with it better. for now, it remained clipped onto her belt, and her staff over her shoulder. “come into the light!”

     ✗ — 𝑻he fox was CURIOUS. She was walking around with some sort of weapon, of course she looked s u s p i c i o u s. Funfox was just easy to have his interest piqued. Taking a small step forward, he jumps a bit when she demands he come into the light. “ That’s no-ot very nice-e. You should say pleae a-at least. “ He frowns then, brows furrowing at the gun pointed to him, ignoring the fear sitting on his chest. 

     ✗ — 𝑺ometimes there was nothing Funfox hated more than how quiet and graceful Ballora was. Standing in front of the fridge and searching through it for something to eat, he doesn’t even HEAR Ballora’s soft footsteps on the linoleum flooring of their apartment. Suddenly a pair of hands are on his sides, nimble fingers working along his sides and up his t-shirt. “ B-Ballora, no! “ He huffs out through his laughs, squirming as her fingers continue relentlessly. “ This isn’t... This isn’t fa-air! “ His hands come down to slap her hands away, trying to slip out of the way so he wasn’t cornered against the counter and the fridge. 

     ✗ — 𝑭ingers curl against Freddy’s shoulder as the former animatronic speaks, shaking his head softly. Nightmares haven’t been occurring as much as they did when he first landed here in New York, but maybe that’s because he’s been sleeping in he same bed as other people. That’s the only time the nightmares don’t wake him up in a cold sweat. “ It’s a-alright, Freddy. It wasn’t a very g o o d sleep anyways. “ He chuckles lightly, cheek moving to rest against the top of Freddy’s head. “ Hey, shut up a-and go back to sleep. It’s alright, re-eally. I had a nap earlier today, so I can stay up a little bit longer. Just until you’ve fa-allen back asleep. “

           ✿ —𝑻he female felt the weight of the shampoo wash out from her hair, wanting to touch her hair, but knowing she was far too sleepy to lift up all of her wet, heavy hair. She listened to him speak, the source of the deep red blush on her cheeks was obviously as he began to explain what the men meant and how he viewed. She resisted biting on her lesser lip, trying to quit the HABIT and just smiling widely to herself. Besides, being around him always made her lips crave something, but it wasn’t a smile. Though, the smile would suffice until she got to KISS him again. Which is really the only thing she wanted when she was around him. The fact that she’d recently had her first kiss just made her want to kiss all the time and she only wanted to kiss him. The kinder with his compliments he’d been, the more she CRAVED a kiss. Bon tried her best to get her eyes off of his lips before nodding and accepting his answer, “Well, I think you’re really pretty, too.” Gasping softly, knowing pretty wasn’t the right word she shook her head and looked up at him and pointing to the towel on the bathroom counter. “ Can you pass me my towel? ” She turned around covering her chest with her hands, the tub covering her bottom half. “ Quick! ” She rushed him, not wanting to stay in such a position for so long.