Freddy X Carrie One-shots.
Blankets.
"Ugh. Why does Freddy always have to hog all the blankets?" Carrie asked herself. She and Freddy were sleeping in their double bed as usual tonight. And like every other night, Freddy was hogging the blankets. It was a little weird to think that a dream demon would even need to sleep, but ever since Jason pulled him out of the dream world in their last fight, Freddy has had to deal with mortal problems.
Carrie didn't mind this at all. It was nice having Freddy in the real world. Sure, he could be perverted at times and he had no respect for her beliefs at all. He even had a nasty habit of invading her dreams while they were both asleep from time to time. But Carrie still loved him. She just wished he would share the blankets.
Carrie rubbed her arms in an attempt to warm herself up. She could still feel the cold night air on her bare shoulders however. It just didn't work. Suddenly, Carrie felt something warm press against her.
"Oh great." She thought. "Freddy's frisky again."
However, she also felt something covering her. It was the blanket. Freddy, in his dream state, wrapped her arms around Carrie and held her close.
"Freddy's so cute when he's asleep." She said. Carrie snuggled in, finally warm at last.