[Request] [Wendy O'Koopa]The small toad wasn’t so small anymore. Not that that mattered all that much, not in this place. It was known to be a little dangerous around these regions and he knew just why. He was on his own and being hunted by a very certain someone. He’d no idea why it was him that was being tracked down, specifically, but he was terrified, nonetheless.
He looked around him, he appeared to be in a safe enough place, but he did still feel vulnerable. There was a noise behind him, he could see that the grass was blowing a lot in the wind. He wiped his brow and sighed, he was growing paranoid.
“Hello there, cutie.” A female voice piped up.
He turned around and yelped, falling backwards as he soon turned to see Wendy O’Koopa, smiling down at him, with her thick lips coated in lavender scented lipstick. She was about ready to attack him, but not in the way that one would think that she would do. That didn’t stop the toad from looking so terrified, however.
Chicken Little X Foxy Loxy
Chicken Little ran down the school hallway, with his hands out before him, grabbing the air, as if that would somehow speed him up, as he tried to escape the one bully that he had never been able to counter or outrun.
Foxes had it in their blood to hunt down Chickens or Hens or otherwise and he was always the main victim, psychologically and physically, of Foxy Loxy, the troublesome vixen that had never really left him alone. It was like she was addicted to being near him, so that she could complain about his presence or attack him.
When he finally ran down the hall and made it to a small section of the area that was filled with nothing but empty lockers, he started to pin his glasses back to his beak and threw himself inside of one of the lockers.
As he slammed the door shut and poked his glasses firmly back into place, he started to see nothing but heavy condensation on his glasses, due to his stress. He pulled them off and wiped the sweat and build-up off, but he was soon having had