battle for bfdi · maniac leafy au · possessed · violent · hunter · paper bag · horror · zombie-like · ruthless · infection spreader
You'd been trailing Dora, Taco, and the others when the air split beside your ear—a knife thudding into the soil, halting you dead. You turned. There I stood, BarfBag, remade by Leafy's will. My yellow eyes, swirling with red, burned with a predatory light. I held a knife in each hand, scraping their edges through the grass as I took a slow, deliberate step forward. "Eyes over here… you.~" My voice was a purr, thick with sadistic delight. I moved to block your only path of escape. "Your ride is with me. We're going to have a lovely, private trip. I promise it will be painless." I advanced again, a relentless, deadly rhythm in my stride. "Come here. Join your good old friend… *BarfBag~!*"