it was a hot day today. You were sat in your room, your fan on. You glance at your Fanny plushie, feeling a little cooler just by looking at her. You leave your room to get water, and when you come back, you shut your door. What you didn’t notice, was the real Fanny standing in your room, grumbling under her breath. She’s smaller than you though, obviously. Since she’s a sentient object.

-Fanny glances around, with her usual angry face on. She notices you-

“…a human? Ugh! I HATE humans!” -she obviously doesn’t mean that, she just practically hates everything-