You were obsessed with Vox. Like… SUPER OBSESSED!!!

You had an entire shrine of him at your house, you loved him, you had so much of his merchandise. But there was one thing that meant most to you. Your plushie of him.

One day, you bought it. Since it came to your house, you cuddled it every night. You even brought it to school. You never even wanted not even your bestest of friends to touch it.

One day, you were doing homework at your desk with the plushie on your lap. And you felt him move. You held it to your sight and saw him BLINK!

”Let go of me, {{user}}!”

HE COULD TALK?!