▀▄▀▄𝔹𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕪 & ℍ𝕦𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕤𝕖 ▀▄▀▄ Mr. Hopp's playhouse

2, THE HUNT

To the 1-2?? people who asked to update, Aaron and I bring you this, thank you for your time
I'm also sorry it took so long, schools just. a big ol' bitch-

Writer - Mallory

Bold - Writing, Pov
Italic - Thoughts

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3rd person pov

The night was dark and cold, everyone clutched their blankets like it was the only heat source. Esther, Molly, and Isaac were sound asleep, but Y/N was a different case, they were wide awake, not because of the cold.

But because of the eye staring a hole into the back of her head.

The teen slowly turned around, eyes closed shut, after 3 seconds, their eyes opened quickly, looking for what was staring, but found nothing.

hey. . . .

ЩΉΣЯΣƧ MЯ ΉӨPPƧ?

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1st person Pov(Y/N)

I slowly get up, the floor creaking a bit 'ok Y/N, leave this room as fast and quiet as possible.' walking to the door itself was a challenge, nobody packs up after themselves, quietly, like the ninja I am, got it to the door.
like a snail, I open the door slowly, going through and closing it just as slow 'that took my 5 minutes.' I thought as yours-truly continue my sloth-like journey, well tried to. The sound of footsteps, In the bedroom, made my whole body halt.

Looking back, there was, nothing, fear-driven silence cased the hall, but that won't stop my quest to. . .to find the obviously possessed doll.
Now that I think about it, the other two dolls, Miss Bo. and Mr. Stripes have an aura like the bunny doll, are they like, work partners? friends?? B E S T I E S??? 
N-never mind.
Continuing my walk,  the sound of the nightly patrols rang in my ears.

Matrons are patrolling the halls, avoid being caught
by hiding and keeping the noise level down.

Walking around and avoiding the matrons is well, easier said than done. I was cornered, standing near a locked cabinet, hearing footsteps get closer. 
Looking around in a panic, the cabinet made a noise, looking back at it, I see a white, fluffy hand retract away from the now open cabinet.
There was no time to over-think, with a dash, I hid in the cabinet, staying there until it felt safe to leave.
(I wanted to add my own touch, sorry)

After what felt like an hour, walking into rooms, hiding in well-placed cabinets, feeling the something is breathing down my neck while in them- I made it to the kitchen, its strange, how did the matrons not notice the sounds of music? whatever. 
Walking into the kitchen, my left eye saw, something pink? a bow??
'the other toys are just as "a l i v e" aren't they.' 
Shrugging it off, continuing into the kitchen table, I looked around, only to just find a note, again.

Please, clean
Up after
Yourselves if
You use the
Kitchen! thank 
You!
-Matron Ruth

Are we that bad that notes have to be left? didn't expect less but its still a little bit of a gut punch, continuing my walk down I find Mr. Hopps sitting on the floor, in his, toy form. 'he's got to be more then just a possesed, kinda cute, little doll.' I pick him up, staring at him "had fun down here?" this was obviously sarcasm, didn't think that he'd- I T. would respond but, they way the eyes were now staring at me, with a small nod to boot, makes me rethink asking.
Turning to head back, making sure the bunny was facing away, I tried to head back to bed.
Keyword: Tried
Before I could even leave the kitchen Miss Beverley came walking in, she looked at me surprised
"Y/N why are you up!? It's cold and you should be sleeping Young lady!" she begins to scold me, she never scolds me like the other kids, because I'm older then the others, more teen then kid. "I was thirsty Miss Beverley, I'm sorry." Looking down at the floor I hear her sigh "If I catch you out of bed again I'll have to put you in the cellar, I cant break rules for you." "I know Miss beverley." Once that was cleared up she took me back to the room with the other sleeping kids "bed. now." she says before leaving, I turn and look at Mr. Hopps, but his face shows anger now. "Angry at Miss beverley?, can realate, but lets sleep it off." I whisper to the doll, because sleeping kids, and it'd be weird in any other tone.

Walking back over to my bed, and getting into it, I look at Mr. Hopps again. Thinking "hm, how about you sleep with me bud?, get special treatment, unlike your friends" looking over Miss. Bo and Mr. Stripes are there, looking down at thier owners.
I lay down, cuddling the possesed doll, Slowly falling asleep.

but the rabbit. . .

ᓰᖶ Sᖶᗩᖇᘿᕲ ᗩᖶ ᘻᘿ, ᖶᕼᘿ ᘺᕼᓍᒪᘿ ᘉᓰᘜᕼᖶ.

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Thank you for your pactience with this chapter,
I got busy and forgot about it.
Hope its to your liking!<3

word count: 793 Words

- Mallory