[ WP ] Monsters under the bed are real and the only protection from them is teddy bears , you are a retired bear telling one of your stories .

“ Sir? ” 
 
 I looked around for the voice till I soon notice the lone figure resting besides me. 
 “ Ah, my replacement has finally arrived…. ” I mumbled before returning my gaze at nothing before me. 
 
 “ Umm, well yes. I was told that I was to come here- “ 
 
 “ To relinquish my duties, yes yes I understand. ” 
 
 He paused, looking quite worried, before speaking up again. 
 
 “ Well yes but- “ 
 
 “ It ’ s your first gig I take it? ” 
 
 Once more he seemed unable to talk, as if my mere presence of a war-torn bear was too much to have a casual conversation with. I spied on his name brand tag and saw that his assigned name was “ Tommy ”. I waited till he mustered up the courage to speak once more. 
 
 “ ….er Yes. In fact, I have no clue what ’ s going on right now. ” 
 
 Hmm, rather odd for the wizard to have sent a new born for such a replacement. Knowing that old codger, he most likely filled this one ’ s head with just enough memories to speak and I knew I didn ’ t have much time left with him. 
 
 “ Alright let ’ s get this out of the way before I go. What you going to be doing is to protect our owners from monsters. ” 
 
 “ Monsters?! Isn ’ t that going to be harder to fight them in our current bodies? ” 
 
 “ Oh hell no! The thing is we never have any issues with the bedites, what you may refer to as the bedtime monsters. You see we don ’ t technically fight them, but rather we ’ re bonded with that good old school magic for portection. “ 
 
 “ Like a talisman? ” 
 
 “ Yes but unlike a talisman, we have full control over where to move and how much fortification we can give off rather than a dumb talisman that pisses out that weak stream. ” 
 
 “ I see… ” Tom said in a tone of utter confusion and amazement. 
 
 “ So I take it they ’ re our biggest threat in our existence? ” 
 
 “ Oh no, it was always the parents that were the true monsters in my opinion. ” 
 
 “ What? How So? ” 
 
 
 “ At least with monsters you can fight back, rather than sit back and watch as the kid takes it the worse from either parent. One family back in ’ 94 had the father whip the kid over and over for not believing his son was saved by a teddy bear. A mother in Chicago drank herself to rehab for her child still believing in “ make believe friends ” at that age. ” 
 
 I knew I shouldn ’ t have told him that, but I figure I might as well be blunt and let him have a real chance at letting this terrible shit not get to him later on. 
 Tommy had resumed his pervious act of silent for quite some before nimbly asking: 
 
 “ So what happens once we done our jobs? or if you could call it that?'' 
 
 Before I could retort, I felt the faint hints of my hold over the body growing weaker by the second. 
 
 “ Let me give you a demonstration instead, that way you ’ ll have time to collect your thoughts. 
 
 I grunted out before I rolled over the edge, a long dark fall towards the ground. Landing faceup, I could see Tom slightly bending over, but not too much lest he share the same fate, and called out if I had needed any help. I slowly nodded a brief no before I heard that recognizable groan coming below the sheets. 
 
 
 Tilting my view ever so slightly I saw one of them, a damn big bedite skittering at me at full speed. Such is the fate with every old toy, I accepted the fact that I could no longer hold them off anymore and soon after let it tear me to pieces. 

