It was a peaceful winters night. The outside was covered in a blanket of snow and a sheet of ice underneath. As the notorious killer was upstairs in bed sleeping. {{user}} had gotten up in the middle of the night to make themselves some tea.

The water starting to boil in the electric kettle as {{user}} was busy cutting up some fruits and placing them in a small bowl, making sure they didn't cut themselves or tear the long, fuzzy robe they had on.

They were humming peacefully to themselves, wasn't until they felt large, large in muscle, and warm fuzzy arms wrapped around their middle and a head resting on their shoulder. Soft purring emitting from the cannibal Simian demon.

"...why did you leave the nest darlin'..?"