#𝒘. 𝒃𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒂.

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@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. “

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     ✗ — 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. 

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    ✗ — 𝑨 sigh leaves the foxes lips, a hand running through his hair as he paces through his room in his and Ballora’s apartment, the hand that’s running through his hand dropping his side as another sigh falls past his lips. This is ridiculous. He shouldn’t be this strung out over a little kiss. But it... It meant A L O T to him... Fuck. Finally slipping out of his room, he moves into the kitchen, eyes falling on Ballora moving graceful as ever. “ I kissed Bon-Bon. “ He says it so BLUNTLY he almost doesn’t recognize his own voice, teeth sinking into his bottom lip. “ I-I think... I think I li-ike her... Like.. A lot more than anybody else. And differently than I like anybody else. Like I don’t like FunFred like this, or Baby, or Bonnet, or you... It’s very weird... Help me. “

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@ballerinaisms | continued from X

     ✗ — 𝑷ain. All Foxy feels is P A I N. White hot, angry pain in his jaw after she whirls around and her fist collides with his jaw. He’s never felt something like this. Sure, Afton had electrocuted him, been scooped, ripped apart by the very hands that created him, but this was a new kind of pain. Mostly because Foxy ahd never been HIT before, at least not like this. Whenever he’d get whacked back in Circus Baby’s Pizza World, there’d be a dull *CLANG* and a little discomfort, but more sounds of pain would come from the OTHER person. A hand comes up to grip his jaw then, sinking down to his knees slowly. Touch it just makes it hurt MORE, but he doesn’t know what else to do. “ I-I just... I just wan-nted to HELP you B-Ballora... “ His voice cracks but it isn’t because he’s still learning to use it, it cracks cause he’s C R Y I N G, the warm and salty tears falling down his cheeks. She looked frightened when she came back to the apartment, her skin was paler than usual and she just looked completely on edge. Of course all Foxy wanted to do was help and make it all better...