Hello everyone! So remember a while back when I said I had a pretty decent list of stories that didn't make the cut for my "5 Times" one-shot collection? Well good news...I finally finished one! There I was, working on a completely different story for you guys when I decided to open up the doc and wouldn't ya know it...3 days later here I am posting it for you! I absolutely loved writing it and I hope you enjoy it too! Well then, enough talking from me! Thank you so much for choosing to read my story and I hope you enjoy it! Take care and God Bless :D
Something was very wrong.
Levy inched her head out from under the Base for Entering Dreamland, her large, owlish eyes scanning the room slowly and carefully. Static tingled against her fuzz in a silent warning, but everything seemed to be in its proper order; toys were scattered across the room, the closet door was left open just a crack, and Wendy slept peacefully on top of the BED, her dreams pleasant and sweet thanks to Levy's vigilant guardianship. The faint hum of the tele-vision came through the BED-room walls and every few seconds Levy could hear the voices of the parentals from the living in it room.
Everything exactly as it should be on a serene, Wenz-day night.
Levy remained wary for a few minutes more, head cocked and fuzz tingling with anticipation. A hand draped over the BED and Levy focused her magic to stretch out an appendage, softly caressing the small fingers until it jerked back onto the BED with a tiny gasp. The covers shifted and she could hear Wendy's contented sigh as she settled back into sleep.
Smiling proudly at herself for keeping her charge safely tucked into her BED, Levy shrunk her appendage and listened once more for any strange noise in the silent BED-room. With a shrug she ducked back into her home, careful to give the clown doll a wide berth. Levy shuddered, feeling the doll's unblinking eyes on the back of her fuzz, and moved a book in front of its ferocious smile.
Wendy had quickly hid the horrifying toy under the BED the moment she received it during the sparkling holiday. Levy had spent the next two exhausting weeks blocking her child's dreams from ghoulish Nightmares of red and white, with wide, creepy smiles. Levy shuddered again and sat on her stale bagel chair, grateful that those days were well and gone.
A faint scratching creaked across the room and under the BED.
Levy startled on her chair, flitted across the sea of forgotten toys, and peered from beneath the draped blanket at the crystal surfaced wall-portal on the opposite side of the room. Her eyes widened in terror as the portal slowly opened and a persons squeezed through the opening. Dressed in complete black, he blended into the shadows like a wraith. His boots landed silently onto the carpeted floor, his dark clothing barely making a sound.
He was not Wendy's father.
Wendy's father was taller than the strange man, more muscular from his frequent trips to Gym. Wendy's father had bright yellow hair and twinkling eyes, even if one was covered in a long, jagged scar that reminded Levy of the lightning that frightened Wendy's dreams after every storm. Levy shrunk herself as small as possible; if the stranger glanced her way, he would only see a common dust bunny, not a MUB like her.
The persons came into the room and slowly walked to the sleeping child. Levy bounced on the bottom of her body, wringing her appendages together. Should she wake the child? Call out to the parentals several rooms over? Transform her body into the shape of a Le-go to hurt the man?
Wait, is that even possible for a MUB?
She shook her head, pulling at the fuzz near her head. As a Monster Under the BED, Levy had limited powers. Her voice was not strong enough to alert the parentals and her energy was already drained from strengthening Wendy's dreams. She hardly had enough magic to change the size of her body, let alone shift entirely. Her only hope was to watch and pray that the child woke on her own.
"Please, dear Wendy...wake up! You are in danger!"
Her whispered plea drifted in the air and hovered around the child's dreams like twinkling starlight. It pounded on the sparkling pretty-pretty-princess story floating in the child's mind and Levy bit back a groan. She had been too attentive in her job that night; the dreams were so heavily guarded that not even she could break through.
The small weight of the child lifted from the BED. Levy covered her mouth with an appendage, her eyes filling with emotion. The man carried the child to the wall-portal, a small piece of cloth draped over Wendy's mouth and nose. The child's eyes remained closed in blissful sleep. The stranger fully opened the wall-portal and placed a leg outside.
He is taking her!
Not her child, her charge! Levy might be a simple MUB, the weakest of all the BED-room monsters, but even she would not stand to see her child leave the sacred room in such a way!
Levy's glow burned like fire, almost burning through the dust covering her, and she scurried to the wall-portal. Her body shuddered with the effort of channeling even more magic to force herself to grow, but she gritted her teeth against the pain. She stretched out an appendage, the tip of her fuzz almost touching the back of the stranger's pants, when he lifted his leg and stepped through the wall-portal. As silently as he had entered, the stranger was gone.
Levy stood beneath the wall-portal, body shrinking to its original size and chest heaving. The wall-portal towered above her, giving her no hope of even touching the crystal surface. She could not follow her child. Levy's small body was meant for living under the Base of Entering Dreamland, not traversing in the outside world. She wasn't strong enough, had no weapons nor ways to fight off the evil that had infiltrated the sacred BED-room. She needed assistance, someone who was not afraid of the dangers of the human world, someone who thrived by lurking in the dark corners of the shadows.
With a loud gulp that filled the silence around her, Levy slowly turned to the closet looming in the corner of the room. She might not be brave enough to battle the darkness outside, but she knew someone who was.