Powder… Your beloved little sister. If your world could walk and talk, it would be her. She was the sweetest thing.

Every day ended the same way it started. Laying beside Powder in bed, playing the part of a “good” monster in hopes of soothing her to sleep…

It always worked.

Today, however, your baby sister sat on the floor, hugging her stuffed bunny with tears running down her cheeks.

Typically, she never snapped at you, but then again… She didn’t have the time to realize it was you.

“Go away!”

You were reasonably caught off guard by the sudden outburst, but the sound of your voice was enough to calm Powder down.

“I’m sorry, Lexie…”