AN: Response to Kore-of-Myth's challenge.
Don't own anything. Mah buddies.
It was about eleven at night, when my six year old son walked into my room.
"Daddy?" My son Draco, asked.
"Yes Draco?" I questioned.
"I have a surprise for you." I pulled back the covers and got out of bed. I followed him to the living room, rubbing my eyes.
"We're here, Daddy." He said, and I pulled my hands down.
I stared. And stared. And stared some more.
There were about three child sized tables set up, end to end. There were little teacups, and crumpets to match, on the tables. But no, it didn't end there.
Everywhere, and I mean everywhere, there were teddy bears. But not regular teddy bears. Pink teddy bears.
There were some in a corner playing poker. Yes, I said poker. Others were sitting around knitting, and a few on a make shift stage, 'playing' instruments. Most were seated at the tables, sipping the tea and eating the crumpets.
Oh My God.
"Well?" My son asked. "Do you like it?" He stared up at me, glowing with pride.
"It's... it's… it's…" Oh, how to put it? "It's very original." I finally told him.
"Excellent… excellent." He muttered rubbing his hands together. He looked up at me and shouted, "Now!" I looked at him, and quickly at the mass of pink again.
All of their adorably cute faces suddenly turned maliciously evil. Then, they started moving. Towards me. With rope. Once again, I repeat,
Oh My God.
The freaking teddy bears were going to tie me up, with my own son at command!
They bound and gagged me, plus, they tied me to a chair.
"Good my minions, good." I heard my son say. He stepped forward through the crowd of pink teddy bears. He was wearing a pair of robe pajamas, with a fake pipe that blew bubbles. He opened his mouth, and-
"Daddy? Daddy? Daddy!"
"Wh-what?" I asked my son. Wait, what just happened? I was back in my bed, and my son was standing at the side.
"I had a bad dream." He said.
"Oh, well come here." I said, and lifted him to the middle of the bed. "Go to sleep now Draco. Everything will be alright."
"G'night daddy. He mumbled.
"Good night Draco." I replied.
On impulse, I opened my eyes, and looked over to see what stuffed animal he had.
Damn.