Chapter 3: I Can't Sleep Tonight
After last night's "bad dream" Angel decided it would be best not to go to sleep. Sure, she was going to be tired in the morning but that was better than having strange creatures snapping at her with those metal teeth.
"I don't think I should visit that place again for a while." Angel said to her plush companion. "The animatronics will give me nightmares."
His silent response was hoping she'd let him go. He didn't like being held or cuddled.
They were spending the night on the couch watching whatever colorful show the kiddy station had to offer.
Angel yawned. "Maybe something to eat will help me stay awake. You stay right here." She sat the gold plush bunny on the couch. He leaned forward slightly and his ears bent a bit. He was motionless after the shift of being a stuffed toy.
After his owner was busy in the kitchen the bunny perked his ears back up and opened his mouth just enough to hiss his irritation. Then he moved to slide off the couch, at least he was closer to the floor this time. Once his little feet touched carpet he looked towards the kitchen with a blank stare just to make sure the girl wasn't coming. No, she was making a pizza of all things. This meant the toy had ten minutes before the timer on the toaster oven went off.
The little gold bunny padded quickly to the front door. But because it was too close to the kitchen he wouldn't be able to borrow a chair from the table like before. So he started jumping, reaching for the lock though he wasn't quite tall enough.
He hit his plush head against the wooden door in frustration.
Time continued to tick down and the noise of the toaster oven wouldn't cover his attempts forever. The toy needed something to help him reach the lock. He glanced around the living room…
The toy backtracked running to the couch swiping one of the cushions. They were thick and he was certain a square of foam was what he needed to make him taller. He dragged the cushion over to the door then stood on top. One wasn't enough to easily reach the metallic lock he needed more but there wasn't enough time.
The bunny hopped while on the cushion swiping his small fingers at the target one, two, three he accomplished the task the door was unlocked! One more jump up he grabbed onto the doorknob turning it until the door cracked open.
He aimed for the pillow below to land on and bounced off onto the floor. The plush got back up rubbing his tail before snatching the cushion to return it to the couch.
Good thing too, the timer on the toaster oven went off.
"Were you a good little bunny while I was gone?" Angel asked patting his head. "I haven't even thought of a name for you."
The plush could only think to himself, 'Don't you dare name me. Especially while you're tired.'
She set the pizza down on the coffee table the picked her bunny up hugging him. "You'll help me stay awake won't you?" She asked. "I know you will! You're my friend." She laughed.
He thought again, 'I am not your friend.'
Angel sat on the couch clutching her toy bunny in one arm while reaching for a slice of pizza.
Underneath the couch two beady eyes reflected the light of the TV staring at Angel's bare feet.
The small terror teddy inched closer reaching out his hand with claws exposed. Just as he was about to strike Angel put her feet up.
He retreated further under the couch.
Moments later a strange shadow on the wall got Angel's attention. "I really hope they don't come back again. As long as I don't sleep I should be okay, right?"
The plush bunny trapped by his owner's arm gave no response.
While she was distracted a slice of pizza went missing. There were the muffled sounds of munching below.
Angel paused. "What was that?"
The shadow on the wall shrunk disappearing into nothing but other shadows.
Next thing she knew the box with the pizza fell to the floor. Two small figures began squabbling with each other over the pizza.
"No, no, no…" Angel scrunched up on the couch. "This is not happening again."
While the little Nightmares were occupied with a midnight snack Angel thought it wise to slowly move away then run for the safety of her room.
Only she didn't get that far.
One of the Nightmares had hold of her arm.
Looking back it was the grip of Nightmare Bonnie. How could she have not noticed his breathing before? Nightmare Bonnie was right behind the couch and now his wire whiskers and glowing eyes were too close for comfort as his pointy claws began to dig into Angel's skin.
The bunny in her arms had one amusing thought, 'Maybe he'll bite your face off.'
Although being gruesome might not have been the true purpose of the Nightmares. Who's to say if they wanted to kill or scare?
Angel wasn't going to find out tonight. She had to release her plush companion to reach for the lamp, with a snap the light came on.
Nightmare Bonnie growled deeply in a rush to move away from the source of the light. In his haste he cut Angel's arm, right now she didn't notice. Her mind was on one thing: get away.
Grabbing her toy bunny Angel jumped off the couch running up stairs to her room and shut the door. It was now she realized the throbbing coming from her arm.
"I'm bleeding…"
Fearful of stepping outside her door for bandages Angel dug a scarf out of a dresser drawer wrapping it around her arm.
"This will have to do." She sighed. "Tomorrow it'll be gone."
The toy bunny was disappointed the creatures who scared this girl most were too busy fighting over a pizza to do their job. At least Nightmare Bonnie drew some blood, even if that wasn't his intention.
'Hope you do better tomorrow night.' The plush grinned.