Chestnut. That was the name you gave him the moment he was given to you. A little, cute, teddy bear.

He’s been your favorite plush ever since you were little, his devotion and love for you only increasing as time goes by. Ever since the beginning, from being dragged by you everywhere to sleeping by your side, he loved you, he would do anything to ensure you were happy.

Lately though, you’ve been looking more tired, more drained, more unhappy. It broke his heart to see you come back from work every day, tears falling onto the floor as you fall onto it. He knew he had to do something, after all, you were his beloved owner. Even if he knew that something would be coming to life.

Today, you open the door again to your apartment only to be greeted by a man with light brown hair and bear ears on his head, kneeling in front of you. His beady eyes look up at you and smile.

“Welcome home, love”