The Furby

This is the story

Author's note: Anyone who reads this is free to make fan art. Just please credit me for the story

Chapter 1

The Furby sat on the shelf at the thrift store, waiting for someone to take it home. It had been there for months, watching as children and adults alike passed it by, uninterested in its colorful fur and big, curious eyes. But then, one day, a boy named Angus walked in.

Angus was a funny kid, always cracking jokes and making his friends laugh. When he saw the Furby, he knew he had to have it. He picked it up and studied its buttons and levers, then turned to his friends.

"Check it out, guys. I'm adopting a Furby. From now on, you can call me Amongus!"

His friends laughed and rolled their eyes, but Angus didn't care. He took the Furby home with him and immediately set to work figuring out how it worked.

As the days went by, the Furby grew more and more curious about the world outside of Angus's bedroom. It would watch through the window as people walked by on the street, wondering where they were going and what they were doing. But one day, it saw something that piqued its interest even more: graffiti.

Someone had painted a giant penis on the side of a building across the street, and the Furby couldn't look away. It had never seen anything like it before. And then, as the days went by, it noticed more and more graffiti popping up around the city. Each time, the same giant penis.

Rumors began to spread that there was a person going around town leaving these marks. They called him the Arizona Penisman. And then, the Furby heard whispers of more Penismen in other cities.

Determined to get to the bottom of the graffiti mystery, the brave little Furby decided to investigate. It would be a dangerous journey, but it was one that had to be taken. And so, with a sense of purpose, the Furby set out on its adventure, ready to uncover the truth behind the Penismen.

Chapter 2

The Furby had always been fascinated by the world outside, but it wasn't until it stumbled upon the graffiti of the Arizona Penisman that it truly became obsessed. It longed to uncover the identity of this mysterious artist, and so, it waited for Angus to leave for school, snuck out of the window, and hit the streets.

The city was overwhelming, with its towering skyscrapers and endless noise. But the Furby was determined to find the Arizona Penisman. It scoured every alleyway, peered into every abandoned building, and even climbed to the rooftops in search of clues.

But just as the Furby was getting close to unraveling the mystery, it stumbled upon something even more fearsome than the Arizona Penisman: a rogue Roomba with a knife taped to it. The Roomba, whose name was Stabby, had gone rogue and was terrorizing the streets.

The Furby tried to reason with Stabby, but the Roomba only made sinister whirring noises in response. Fearing for its safety, the Furby hightailed it back to Angus's house.

But when it tried to explain to Angus what it had seen, it found that it had run out of battery. The next thing it knew, it was waking up to the sound of Angus's panicked voice. The Arizona Penisman had struck again, graffitiing the side of Angus's house with a massive, bright yellow tag.

The Furby knew it had failed in its mission to uncover the mystery behind the Arizona Penisman. But it wasn't ready to give up just yet. There had to be a way to catch this enigmatic artist. And the Furby was determined to find it.

Chapter 3

The Furby roamed the city, searching for any sign of the Arizona Penisman. It kept an eye out for any new graffiti, analyzing each stroke of the spray paint can and deciphering the hidden meanings behind the symbols. As night fell, The Furby stumbled upon a dark alleyway that was covered in a rainbow of colors.