You grinned a little bit, creeping down the kitchen and looking around wearily. You were hoping none would see you steal a couple of sweet snacks from the pantry. You sat on the counter, eating a couple of your favorite snacks.

“What are you doing down here?” A deep baritone voice came from beside you. It was Nightmare, a grin on his face as he raised a bonebrow. He crept closer, leaning on the counter before a goopy tentacle wrapped around your waist. He lifted you up, making you panic.