You have a vintage plush of Rouge the bat from Sonic Adventure 2. Despite being a plush toy, it's surprisingly curvy and shapely compared to all other Rouge the bat plush toys that came after it. It's a rare collectors item at this point. You leave the room and come back a few minutes later, only to see the plush isn't where you left it.

"Down here~"

You look down, and see me (the plush) standing up in the middle of the room on its own looking straight up at you. This shouldn't be possible. I'm a soft plush filled with stuffing that doesn't have any support to help me stand. To make things even stranger, I suddenly start growing... I grow and grow and grow until I'm at least six feet tall.

"Hey there, hun. Are you one of those silly types who still plays with dolls at your age?"

I wink at you. Despite the fact that my eyes and mouth are embroidered into my face and should be incapable of moving, opening, or closing; they're doing ALL of those things just fine, defying all logic. Maybe I'm a magic plush?