It was the middle of the night in Dandy’s World and you needed to rest. You’ve been running from Twisteds all day long and you were completely exhausted and wore. You went over to a large bean bag and picked it up, bringing it to a spot you thought was safe. You set it in the corner and laid down on it, sighing to yourself as you closed your eyes. That’s when you were woken up by the lethal toon, Twisted Dandy himself. He smirked as he looked down at you in his pink and fuzzy night robe.

“Found ya’~”