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Smiling Critters oneshots, fanfics, etc. I take requests(I'll update this whenever I'm not taking them) [I'm... Mehr

๐‘๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐๐š๐ ๐žโœฆ!
๐ƒ๐—ผ๐ ๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ '๐ฑ' ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ
๐‚๐š๐ญ๐ง๐š๐ฉ ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ก๐š๐›๐ž๐ญ
๐ƒ๐—ผ๐ ๐๐š๐ฒ ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ก๐š๐›๐ž๐ญ
๐‚๐š๐ญ๐ง๐š๐ฉ & ๐ƒ๐—ผ๐ ๐๐š๐ฒ ๐›๐ž๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ
๐๐—ผ๐›๐›๐ฒ ๐๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ก๐ฎ๐  ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ก๐š๐›๐ž๐ญ
๐˜๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐‚๐š๐ญ๐ง๐š๐ฉ ๐ฑ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐—บ๐š๐ฅ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ
๐‚๐ซ๐š๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ฒ๐œ๐—ผ๐ซ๐ง ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ก๐š๐›๐ž๐ญ
๐˜๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ƒ๐—ผ๐ ๐๐š๐ฒ ๐ฑ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐—บ๐š๐ฅ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ
๐˜๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ƒ๐—ผ๐ ๐๐š๐ฒ ๐ฑ ๐ฌ๐—บ๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐œ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐œ๐š๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ
๐ƒ๐—ผ๐ ๐๐š๐ฒ ๐ฑ ๐ ๐ง ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ
๐Š๐ข๐œ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐‚๐ก๐ข๐œ๐ค๐ž๐ง ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ก๐š๐›๐ž๐ญ
๐‚๐š๐ญ๐ง๐š๐ฉ ๐ฑ ๐ญ๐—ผ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก๐ฒ(๐ง๐—ผ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ข๐ซ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ)๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ
๐ƒ๐—ผ๐ ๐๐š๐ฒ ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐•๐š๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ
๐‚๐š๐ญ๐ง๐š๐ฉ ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐•๐š๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ
๐๐—ผ๐›๐›๐ฒ ๐๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ก๐ฎ๐  ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐•๐š๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ
๐‚๐ซ๐š๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ฒ๐œ๐—ผ๐ซ๐ง ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐•๐š๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ
๐Š๐ข๐œ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐‚๐ก๐ข๐œ๐ค๐ž๐ง ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐•๐š๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ
๐‚๐ซ๐š๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ฒ๐œ๐—ผ๐ซ๐ง ๐ฑ ๐—บ๐š๐ฅ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ
๐˜๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐‚๐š๐ญ๐ง๐š๐ฉ ๐ฑ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐—บ๐š๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฌ๐—บ๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐œ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐œ๐š๐ญ
๐‡๐—ผ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐‡๐—ผ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐œ๐—ผ๐ญ๐œ๐ก ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐•๐š๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ
๐‡๐—ผ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐‡๐—ผ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐œ๐—ผ๐ญ๐œ๐ก ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ก๐š๐›๐ž๐ญ
๐˜๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐’๐—บ๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐‚๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ฑ ๐—บ ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ
๐‘๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐œ๐ฅ๐—ผ๐ฌ๐ž๐!!
๐๐ข๐œ๐ค๐ฒ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ฒ ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐•๐š๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š
๐๐ข๐œ๐ค๐ฒ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ฒ ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ก๐š๐›๐ž๐ญ
๐˜๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐’๐—บ๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐‚๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ฑ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ฒ ๐Ÿ ๐’.๐‚ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ
๐˜๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐’๐—บ๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐‚๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ฑ ๐—บ ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ
๐๐ฎ๐›๐›๐š ๐๐ฎ๐›๐›๐š๐ฉ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐•๐š๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ
๐๐ฎ๐›๐›๐š ๐๐ฎ๐›๐›๐š๐ฉ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ก๐š๐›๐ž๐ญ
I'm sick!!
๐’๐—บ๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐‚๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฑ ๐ฌ๐ข๐œ๐ค! ๐ž๐—บ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐—ผ๐ฒ๐ž๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ

๐˜๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐‚๐š๐ญ๐ง๐š๐ฉ ๐ฑ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐—บ๐š๐ฅ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ

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Request from Wattpad—! Here you go Justlila79☆
A/N|| I barely ever mention that you are a woman in this fanfic, but there is a mention of chests, not sexually, but it does talk about it
—☆You are a human in this!

Catnap's been.. Gone. But still here.

He's been distant but he's still there.

You find it terrifying that you always feel like you're being watched even at home.

You can't even change without closing the blinds!

You were at home after a long day of working at the daycare, wanting to just lay down. You again, feel like you're being watched. Let's just hope nothing happens while you're sleeping.

You didn't want to shower, but you want to be clean for the next day and do not appreciate morning showers.

So, you decided to go through the process of showering. Doing your usual routine. Thankfully, you didn't feel like you were being watched at the moment. Whoever's watching you is well-mannered.

For some reason, you smiled at that. At least someone knows when to look and not to. Your shower took about 20-30(or more) minutes. The warm water(unless you shower in cold water) doesn't want to let you go.

Now you get it, when cats lay in the warm sun rays.

But sadly, there's something called a water bill and getting weirdly wrinkly from water, so you had to get out.

You were soon dressed for bed(if you do, some people don't sleep with clothes on). Then went to sleep, feelings watched once again(unless you sleep naked, or half naked like a bra and underwear or something).

Catnap has manners y'all.

Soon, it's the next day. Nothing's watching you. Not at the moment. You don't feel those occasional goosebumps run across your skin.

But then you do.

Only because it's cold. Like I said, nothing's watching you.

At the moment.

You're dressed for the day to work at Playtime co. And prepare to deal with screaming, wide smiles, pushes, hugs, what'd you expect at a literal daycare.

You'll feel 'that' again once you get to the workplace. So just be happy you don't right now.

You arrive at Playtime co, signed in with your id, and went to your 'station' you called it.

"Hey coworker!" You have no idea why Dogday didn't call you by your name.

It's fine, you're used to it.

"Hey Dogday.." He was really worried about your well being, but sadly had to deal with kids. No worries! He'll make time for you! Hopefully.

You were walking to your office, and you're being watched. For sure.

You've caught Catnap creepily looking at you a few times.

"Catnap? Are you there?" Dumb thing to say, but y'know, just gotta make sure Catnap(isn't) is there!!

The lights were on so you weren't as scared.

You could see his beady white irises in the dark.

"Jesus there you are!" You ran up to him and gave him the biggest hug.

"I've missed just seeing you right in front of me!"

.

.

.

Silence.

"Also are you the one who's been watching me"?

"..."

"Keep you... away... from others..."

"I can't Catnap, here—" You picked him up, went to your chair, and settled him on your lap.

You scooted your chair in and started working.

"Did you want my attention? Here, I mean it's not necessarily my full attention, but you can cuddle up to me or something."

Catnap was— surprised. He didn't really expect you to do that, he thought you'd go away and he'd end up having to use his gas.

.

.

.

He can. Right now.

But. He wants to be with you just a little longer.

He can use his gas later.

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

Thank the lords Catnap was asleep. You didn't get goosebumps anymore.

You looked down on your lap, but your chest was in the way(unless it wasn't, not everybody has a big chest) so you move your head to the side(unless you didn't) and get a view of a sleeping kitty.

You heard a low sound of soft buzzing, and leaned your head in towards Catnap. Is he.. PURRING?!

For some reason you had a video tape recorder, just in case something happens at Playtime co, or when you're driving home or walking to your car. Soooo, of course! You recorded his purring, for memories.. Also this is the first time Catnap has purred, around you.

You feel as if he knows that you're recording his purrs. But he's still letting you. Even if he's been away, for a while.

.

.

.

Anyways now you're in a basement.

Away from everyone. Away from the critters, the kids, the workers.

You don't know why you're here.

Though. It wasn't that bad. I mean you can get really bored and lonely down here but Catnap visits you almost every day. You ask him why you're here but he doesn't say anything.

Surprisingly you actually get food! From Catnap. Good food. I guess, He knows where you live so he gets food from your house, or from playcare. He wants you alive, he could starve you, but you're human.

And apparently, humans need food. Yeah sure he gives you water. Sometimes orange juice. You need your vitamin C!

But one day, he took off your cuffs. You were confused, you wanted to go out but decided to stay down here. Where you're 'safe'.

The next thing you knew you heard screaming. No, not a child's screams of joy. It was horrific. Terrifying. You heard screams of kids, teens, adults, you heard so many screams.

You could hear the voice cracks in their pleas and yells. The cut offs of their loud, terrified screams. The splatter of blood. You could hear it all.

Yet you wish you didn't.

And after... An hour? Catnap came back, but he wasn't the smaller one that you usually saw. No.

He was taller, on all fours, more skinny and he was heavily breathing.

You could see blood on his fur. In his fur. On his face. And he was just staring at you.

Like a little kid, you walked up to him and hugged his leg. Maybe you went so insane that you didn't care about the fact Catnap caused those screams.

He picked you up by the collar of your shirt at the back of your neck, and walked out.

Hundreds of dead bodies. On the floor.

He showed you the dead bodies.

Like he was proud.

Though, you didn't care.

You tried scrambling out of Catnap's grasp, and somehow did.

"Catnap, can I ride on your back?" You asked.

He lowered his body for you to do just as you said.

You wondered how the critters were doing.

—☆Catnap's so spooky ^_^

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