[ WP ] The monster under your bed sees you as the monster on top of the bed , and is so terrified he keeps as still and quiet as possible .

*Do n't you dare, * Borgenzorf thought, *Do n't you dare you son of a-* 
 
 *Thump! * 
 
 Tears swelled up in Borgenzorf's four eyes as he clasped his blue paws over his mouth, trying his hardest not to make a sound. 
 
 *Thump! Thump! Thump! * 
 
 `` Mmft-'' Borgenzorf squeaked out, before clasping his hands even tighter over his mouth. 
 
 *Oh my god, * he thought, his heart making the *thump thump thumping* noises now, *There's no way it heard me... there's no way it heard me... please. * 
 
 `` MOOOOOM!'' yelled a high pitched squeaky voice from above Borgenzorf, `` MOOOOOM!'' 
 
 *Oh god no, * Borgenzorf moaned internally, with a sinking heart in his fur covered chest, *why... why... WHY! I've done nothing wrong - NOTHING! I DO N'T deserve this! Please... please, please just leave me alone! * 
 
 `` MOOOM, HURRY U-'' The squeaky voice was cut off by the sound of a door creaking open. 
 
 A heavy sigh came from the direction of the door, `` What's wrong, Amy?'' 
 
 `` Mom! I heard a noise come from under my bed!'' The squeaky voice exclaimed, `` Check it mom! What if it's a monster?'' 
 
 *Monster? * thought Borgenzorf, *ME? I'm the monster? When you're the one constantly bouncing up and down and smacking me on the head for hours on end with this stupid, stupid bed? When every single night you demand for someone to look under the bed and look for me, like I'm some kind of showgirl? Monster, huh? That's rich, oh that is RICH! * 
 
 `` Amy, were n't you just jumping on the bed again? I already told you you're going to ruin your bed like that,'' said an exasperated voice, `` Your bed always squeaks when you jump on it, so if you do n't want to some monsters to come out and get you, you'd better stop jumping on it!'' 
 
 *Yeah! * thought Borgenzorf, nodding vigouriously, his hands still clasped tightly around his mouth, *Yeah, you tell her, Mom! * 
 
 `` No Mom, I promise I was n't jumping on the bed!'' Amy said, making the veins in Borgenzorf's head pop, `` There was really a noise! Please Mom, check!'' 
 
 *You!! You little lying sack of-* 
 
 `` Fine Amy, I'll check underneath the bed. But you better promise to stop jumping on your bed all the time!'' 
 
 `` Sure Mom!'' Amy said, rather shamelessly in Borgenzorf's opinion. 
 
 *Oh no, * Borgenzorf thought, as a pair of slippered feet made their way to where Borgenzorf was lying, *Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no. * 
 
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 *It's okay Borgy. * Borgenzorf thought to himself, *You've got this. You've definitely got this. Do n't be nervous and just do it like you've always done. * 
 
 Borgenzorf buried his face even deeper into his hands and strained every muscle and hair fibre he possibly could. His body first flickered before almost vanishing completely, blending him in with the dark underside of the bed. 
 
 A dark haired womans face suddenly appeared in front of Borgenzorf's. Suppressing a gasp, Borgenzorf froze completely as she unwittingly made direct eye contact with him. For what seemed like an eternity, Borgenzorf held his breath and tried to stem the beating of his heart. 
 
 *Oh no, Oh no, * He thought. *They can definitely hear it beating, they can definitely hear it. It's all over, I'm finished, through! What will my mother say when she finds out that I've been outed? I'm going to be disowned! I'm never going to get invited to anything ever again! I should've never picked this house to lodge in, I knew it was a bad idea right from the very start, I-* 
 
 The face mere inches away from Borgenzorf suddenly spoke out, `` See Amy, like I said, there's nothing here!'' 
 
 As Amy's mother stood up right, Borgenzorf almost let out an audible sigh of relief before shoving his face back into his hands. 
 
 *Stupid, stupid! Have n't I learnt yet? Have n't I learnt? * Borgenzorf thought, mentally chastising himself. 
 
 `` Amy, look, there's no monster under your bed okay?'' 
 
 ``... Fine, Mom. Whatever you say.'' 
 
 `` It's getting late, so let's go to sleep now, *okay? *'' 
 
 `` mmh,'' Amy grumbled, tucking her self in and lowering the bed some more. 
 
 `` Good night, Amy.'' said a distant voice, before turning off the lights and closing the door. 
 
 After a brief moment of silence, Borgenzorf broke into a sweat of relief. 
 
 *Oh thank god that's over with, * he thought, *man, I really need to-* 
 
 `` AHA!'' squeaked a voice from next to Borgenzorf, dropping his heart down to his stomach. 
 
 Amy had suddenly shoved her head down under the bed, face within breathing distance of Borgenzorf. 
 
 `` Hm...'' Amy frowned. `` Well, whatever...'' 
 
 A very sweaty Borgenzorf, who had just barely had held onto his camouflage, could barely manage his thoughts. 
 
 *Oh my god. * thought Borgenzorf, *Oh my god. * 
 
 *Alright, that's it. I have to move out. I have to leave. There's no way I can continue on like this. That's it, I'm done- finito, capiche, voila, astalavista. No more. No more. First thing tomorrow - no, the moment she's asleep, I'm gone. * Borgenzorf rapidly thought to himself, barely on the edge of consciousness. *I'm done, I'm done, I'm done... * 
 
 Borgenzorf stayed completely frozen, with his mouth clasped tight by his hands and his knees curled up to his chest for hours, until he heard the gentle snoring of the little girl in the bed above him. 
 
 Taking a deep breath, Borgenzorf gathered his thoughts. *Alright. Alright. There's really just no more. It's done. I can leave right now, take my things - I have some friends that I can stay with, I know Boogy has some room in his closet, I can just ask him to crash for a night, and if not, well I can just... just stay on the streets because I'm a failure and a worthless worthless creature....* 
 
 Borgenzorf felt a stream of wetness trail down his face, and rubbed his eyes, shaking his head. *Look at me. Crying because of a little girl. Getting pushed around by her to the point of moving out! I oughta be ashamed. I oughta -* 
 
 Borgenzorf's train of thought was interrupted when he realized his face was still wet. *What? Wait a minute, I'm not even crying anymore, what is-* 
 
 Suddenly jerking his head up, Borgenzorf eyed the bottom of the bed, with an ever growing dark stain on the bottom of it, and his heart sank. 
 
 *Oh my god. * 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

