OK PEOPLE! This is NOT an imagine. This is something I found on Pinterest and I really loved it so I am sharing this! This is not mine and I do not know who the original author is! If you somehow know the person, then please direct them here so I can give them credit. Anyhoo, enjoy!
You're in charge of assigning every child on Earth the monster under their bed. One child in particular has caused every monster assigned to him/her to quit. You decide to assign yourself.
Case: #730422
You stare at the file and realize you have no options, over the last two years every monster assigned to Charlotte Dower has quit, every last one. Her first monster; a giant goldfish-faced humanoid named Bubba, had been with her for four years, and then she wasn't scared of him anymore. After that is was a string of different common, uncommon, and rare monsters... you even assigned a sentient sock monster to her. He came back crying!
You look on your tablet, only one assignable monster left; yourself. Field work has never been your cup of tea, but desperate times call for desperate measures. So at 8:05 pm, after Mrs. Gideon tucks in Charlotte and her little brother Daniel; you slither into the space beneath Charlotte's bed.
Across the room, underneath Daniel's crib is a rookie, Chico, a standard creep kind of monster.
You turn your attention to the bed above you, Charlotte is still awake but barely, you reach up over the bed and run an ice cold finger over her cheek, silence, so you do it again.
"I'm not afraid of you monster!" She whispers, but her voice is shaking. You can see a small clock on the wall 8:14, a door somewhere in the house slams and there is an audible hitch of breath from above you. A few minutes go by you can hear Francis Gideon yelling at his wife. There are heavy footsteps on the stairs, and loud panting breaths, Charlotte scrambles off the bed and...
She. Crawls. Under. The. Bed. With. You.
"Move. Over!" Charlotte hisses at you. You do.
The door to the bedroom slams open and you smell the stench of human intoxicants before the man even steps inside.
You know why Charlotte isn't afraid of any of your monsters; she's afraid of her own. Francis reaches a hand under the bed and you thrust your wrist into it, he starts to pull, you slither out.
"What the..." you cut Francis's next words off by unfolding to your twelve foot height. Looming over the drunken man you caress your cold fingers down his face.
"If you ever touch, scare, or harm my child again, I will find you, and I will do the same to you, for all eternity." You promise to him.
As Francis runs from the room he soils himself.
You pull Charlotte from under the bed, tuck her back under her covers and kiss her forehead goodnight.
"I'll be back tomorrow night, sleep well darling."
Charlotte Dower is your child, you are the monster under her bed.
Ok this is so adorably cute and that's why I had to share this with you guys. Again, I am not taking credit for this. If you know who wrote this tell them to come to me so I can give them full credit.
Ok, bye!
