Angel Furby
This story is a fake creepypasta. It was written solely for entertainment purposes, so don't take it seriously. Enjoy.
You know those new 2012 Furby things? Well my younger friend, Ameia, got one. It was white and looked more furry than feathery. She first used it when I came over.
When she opened the box I was surprised. It looked old and used. The furby was a yellowish color. She unscrewed it herself and put in the batteries. I laughed as the furby was dancing while she screwed the bottom back on. The furby was cute. It would dance, talk furbish, etc. It soon changed into a diva furby. I could make ot some words like, "omg!" and "what a joke!" My friend had fun with the furby while I turned on the radio.
"Aww! It likes the music," Ameia said. The furby went back and forth on its stubby feet.
"What are you going to name it?" I said while petting it. She pondered for a moment.
"Hmm. How about Angel?" Ameia said.
"It's white and furry, like a cloud. I guess that works," I said.
"Ameia!" her mom called.
"What?" she yelled.
"You have chores," her mom said back at her. Ameia ran down stairs.
I decided as a joke I would turn the furby evil. I fed the furby way too much, the weird thing is it asked for more instead of puking. Then the furby freaked out and changed into an evil furby. I wanted it to be a surprise so I left the furby alone until it fell asleep. I was about to turn up the music then Ameia came up. Ameia woke up Angel while I struggled to hold in my laughs. "What happened!" Ameia gasped angrily.
"I don't know but I can fix him," I said. I saw she was mad, maybe it was too cruel of a joke. I pet the furby and tickled it but it didn't respond.
"How about you feed me?" Angel said. I gasped. It was perfect English! I pushed on its tongue. "Oh that tastes good! How about I taste you?" Angel turned to Ameia. Ameia gladly put her finger in its mouth. "Yum! Again!" Angel said. Ameia put her finger in the bird's mouth and this time it bite her.
"Ow! That hurt!" Ameia exclaimed. I noticed her finger was bleeding.
Angel chuckled. "How about you my dearie?" Angel said turning to me. I started to back up and then Angel pounced. Angel hit the wall. "What the fuck?" Angel yelled at me. The furbies weren't supposed to know cuss words. The furby pounced at me again and got my face. It felt like it was burning. I blacked out.
"Hi there," a doctor said.
"What happened?" I questioned sleepily.
"You have severe burns to your face," she said.
"From what?" I asked.
"We don't know. And your friend here won't tell us she keeps mumbling about her finger," the doctor got out of the way so I could see. Ameia was rocking back and forth on a bed.
"The furby," I stated.
"No, no, no, no, no, your furby is right here," the doctor said pointing to a cute white furry pet.
"The last thing I saw was a furby coming to my face," I explained.
"No. The furby was in it's box according to your mom"
I stopped in my first word. I lied back down. I started mumbling too.
Credited to CreepyKayo
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