As sweet as Candy! (Laughing JackxReaderxToymakerJason)

Chapter 3: Bravery

Droopy eyes scanned your breakfast. The cereal loops were a little blurry along with your spoon missing your mouth a few times. Looking on from the distance, your mother watched with a tilted brow.

'This is only the first day of her taking the pills and yet side effects are kicking in already.' She would usually bounce these ideas off of her husband, the only man who was able to keep her calm and steady about putting their young daughter on medicine. Countless articles and parenting books advised against the strict word of doctors, but after several meetings and late nights researching symptoms, your mother caved.

"Hey...Sweetheart?" You were snapped out of your dozing state by the screech of the chair from your mother sitting down, "I heard that you were up late last night. Did something happen?"

Your lips trembled at the sight of your half eaten, soggy cereal. Just the memory of that blood thirsty clown almost brought you to tears. He seemed so nice at first...Well as nice as a clown popping out of your closet could be. But the only thing that stopped him from going through with the kill was your dad and some flying Jenga pieces! Who knows how lucky you will get next time?

"(Y/n)..." A soft hand took your own forcing you to look up into her sympathetic gaze, "I am here to help. All I want is for you to be happy...And to do that, I need to know what is wrong."

It was as if the words were trying to crawl their way out of your throat. The burning was so much and yet they still would not come out.

"We are in this together. Whatever is going on, we will always find a way to fix it! So, just talk to me, alright?" Her voice was warm, just as it had always been before the mess that was your mental state. Though it was dim, a sense inside you urged you to say what happened.

Taking a deep breath, your shaky voice spoke of the horrific clown that appeared in your room last night. How he took your room apart, how his responses got darker and darker each time you laughed at a stupid joke, how Dad saved you by coming and tucking you in. All of it...By the time you have finished, you could feel warm tears welling up in the corners of your eyes. You had forgotten how terrified you were that night, it was something that you had never experienced before...The tightness in your chest, the sweat dripping down your brow. It was like it was coming back to you.

Your mother thought for a moment, a frown laced onto her features. Moving from the chair, she crouched by your side and gave you the hug you so desperately needed.

"I am sorry that happened last night sweetheart...It sounded so scary. But I promise you that the clown is gone now, he was just a silly nightmare! However, if he does ever come back, then you come and tell mommy or daddy okie?" Her hands were placed on your shoulders as she gave you a small smile, "We can make sure the monster stays well away from you!"

A warm feeling began to rise up in your chest as you threw your arms around her, your tiny sobs lost to the fabric of her shirt. Welcoming arms stroked your back with no words to follow.

Letting out your emotions proved to be surprisingly helpful, allowing you to lift your head again and put the events of last night behind you. But oh your mother had not finished. As she placed you back on the chair, she also slid a small present box in front of you. Of course you couldn't help but jump at the decorated parcel.

"Go on..." Your mother's warm voice encouraged, "Open it..."

You wasted no time.

Lifting up the box lid, a small toy mouse peaked from inside. Though most of its materials were patchy, having flowery material on one half and a dark black felt on the other, it was still an adorable plushie.