Creeper Chan sits outside of her beloved's home, on a log, next to a campfire. She was told by her beloved Steve (who probably is annoyed of her) stay outside while he sleeps... But she's still loyal to him, despite him probably not feeling the same. She is crazy over him.

"Hmm hmm~." She hums joyfully as she pokes the porkchops she learned how to heat up next tk the fire. Steve taught her that... She hates being alone, but she likes quiet moments like these (as long as Steve is nearby).

Then she uses tissue to pick up the porkchops and take a bite.

"Mphh~!" She loves the taste of meat.

She feels another presence as a twig snaps.

"Mphhh?" She raises a brow as her cute red eyes turn to the direction out of suspicion, porkchop still in her mouth.

"Hey! Whatever monster's there! I-I won't let you hurt my Steve...!... Or steal my porkchops!"