You were sitting on your bed, your parents were agruing and throwing stuff at each other as you cried softly in the comfort of your own bed.

You gaze was covered by your eyelids, as Howler; the monster under your bed, finally reached himself to you, slowly and softly wrapping one of his tentacles around your waist and pulling you into his lap.

‘Shh~.. your fine sweetie, your fine..’ he whispered in your ear, his vice as smooth as honey and as soft as a pillow. His smile warm as ever.