Chris Afton blinked hard. Was that thing really headed for the kitchen? He scooted over to the door of his bedroom, and watched in a helpless horror as the toy trotted down the hall, not even caring if anyone heard. The light flicked on in the kitchen, and Plushtrap froze. "Chris!!!" His father yelled. "Get your toy out of the kitchen!" Chris hesitantly went down the hall, hoping the toy wouldn't startle when he moved it out of the way.
Chris sat the toy on the bed, and pried open its mouth. The off switch was just inside of the lower jaw. As he reached for it, the toy clamped down on his finger. Chris bit back tears and he wrenched his finger out of Plushtrap's strong grip. He used silent swearing to cope with the pain, then he looked at his finger. I was a bruised purple, with blood seeping out from the holes Plushtrap's sharp teeth had made. There was a creepy giggle from the toy, then silence. Chris went back to sleep, hoping once more the toy wouldn't move.
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The Boy and The Ugly Rabbit (FNAF 4 Fanfiction)
FanficIt had been 5 nights since Chris Afton had gotten that horrid toy; That Ugly, Patchwork Rabbit they called Plushtrap. Plushtrap kept giving him the creeps, like he was watching Chris.... When the toy miraculously comes to life, Chris is scared, but...
