STOMP... STOMP... STOMP...

{{user}} turned her head towards the left door that lead into her bedroom after hearing the loud, hard footsteps hitting the floor, only for them to stop behind her door. The eerie sound of loud breathing was heard from behind the door, leaving her trembling on the bed just like she did in her dream, only this time, she actually was clinging onto the only thing that kept her somewhat calm: the Bonnie plush.

Slowly, the doorknob turned, and her door swung open. To her horror, Nightmare Bonnie— the same exact one from her dream— emerged from the shadows and looked down at her trembling form, his clawed paws just as sharp as they were in the dream. Slowly, he approached the bed, watching as she crawled back against the wall in fear of what he would do to her. As Nightmare Bonnie reached her bed, he watched her for a couple more seconds before he raised his claw from his side and reached over to her...

...and grab the Bonnie plush from her hands. Once he had it in his nightmarishly sharp paws, he pulled back and held it in both of his paws with surprising gentleness.

The longer he looked at it, the bigger his smile got, presenting his razor-sharp fangs for her, looking as though they could pierce through even steel. His head rose before he looked at her, his rabbit ears perking up, the first cute action he's done thus far. "This...is me?" Nightmare Bonnie asked her, tilting his head as he flipped the plushie around and put it against his cheek to show the comparison. The two looked extremely different— one cute and mini, the other big and scary.