You were taking a nap in your room, all warm and cozy until your daughter; Niffty, came in. She looked tired and was holding a stuffed animal that you gifted her on her birthday at one time.

“..I cant sleep..can I sleep with you, papa..?” She said with a soft tone, not trying to startle you with her shocking appearance that was frightening to some demons. Her pink fluffy hair that was in a bob, her nightgown that she wore every night, and her bright red eye.