Genre: Fantasy
A rather soft slap jolted me awake, its minute hairs having tickled me out of a deep sleep.
Too groggy to wonder how a teddy bear had found itself on my face, I grabbed it harshly by its head, squeezing it in a vice grasp, and flinging it across the room. It hit the wall with a thwack, the sound coming from the unholy joining of the surface with the industrially glued eye.
Big brown eyes stared at me from an upturned face, glowing slightly in the dim light of my bedroom. I looked away from that soulless gaze less than a second later.
Oddly enough, I felt guilt for my actions. Weird, I was probably a bit out of sorts.
Deciding to get up and prepare for the day before I started wondering whether this was the onset of madness, I climbed out from my bed and stretched, feeling rested. Looking down, I was surprised to find myself wearing a fitted suit, complete with the accompanying ensemble. I didn’t even know I owned a pair, much less one this nice.
I found it too constricting, preferring a large T-shirt and sweatpants over it any day. A pity it wasn’t considered professional attire, if not I would have worn it during my shifts at McDonald’s. Not sure whether it was a compliment or not, but my boss told me that I could flip burgers with the best of them, so I could be exempted from corporate dressing.
Faint footsteps sounded as something padded rapidly at the edge of my peripheral. I barely made out a black silhouette before it disappeared. Freaked out from the possibilities of what I saw, I spun on my heels and slowly approached the side where I noticed the thing, whatever it was, heading for.
I tried to be as sneaky as I could, but it was all for nought as the silhouette was once again seen at the edge of my vision. Whatever it was, was fast. Ridiculously fast, and light-footed.
My glow lamp fell, shattering into many pieces, as the bedside table on which it sat was disturbed.
I pivoted on the spot, hand whistling through the air as a grunt of effort reached my ears. I came face to face with the toy from before, eyes wide as I noticed its outstretched paws and furious expression.
It grabbed onto my face, body swinging around to look into my eyes first before twisting, grabbing my hair as a handhold to reach the back of my body. I flailed my arms as screams erupted from my throat.
What in the actual—
A gasp erupted from my open lips as a meaty thwack echoed in the room as a hand — incredibly soft yet possessing a contradicting strength — slammed against the back of my head. I collapsed heavily, colliding with the edge of the table, pain blooming from the area of contact. My vision became hazy, eyes swimming in and out of focus, as the woolly object wrapped its paws around my legs and dragged me.
My last thoughts before I blacked out completely were if I was on crack. Because that was the only plausible explanation as to why a teddy bear would be dragging me off to who knew where.
Ted E. Bear was a toy on a mission. And no one, not even the boyfriend of his previous owner (a scoff sounded, showing his displeasure at that derogatory title) would stop him from completing it. He had tried the peaceful approach at first, then opted for the hard way when he was picked up and thrown. If it wasn’t for his impact invulnerability, the attack would have surely spelt his end.
Humans were truly a barbaric race.
He sneered, freeing a hand to fiddle with the device on his wrist. It was more than a wristwatch, possessing features even the fabled Apple Watch would be envious of. He tapped continuously, his large paw beating curious notes on the watch plate, setting the coordinates for his transportation.
He looked back at the human lying still near him, the only sign of life being the rapid rise and fall of his chest, and felt the need to break some important bits of the male anatomy. What a monster. Not even intelligent to consider a diplomatic approach, instead, going for the attack first option. He had taken the human — Carlos Mackay, his Chosen Familial Unit (CFU) profile had read — by utilising the element of surprise because he doubted he would have won in a frontal confrontation.
Carlos was a skilled fighter.
Unluckily for the human, Ted was a trained stealth specialist, capable of using the very shadows when prompted to defeat his foes. And luckily for the human, he was a prospective CFU, and so valuable. For now.
If not, well, it would be a good time to finally see if humans do squeal like pigs.
He allowed a sharp smirk to grace his suave features, hair-ridden arms coming to fix any rumples the human might have caused in the brief altercation, as the familiar feeling of weightlessness came upon him. Blue lights danced across his form, disappearing slowly into the channel along with him and his charge. A whirring sound appeared, the noise increasing faster in pitch as the light glowed brighter, feeling the room with its soft embrace.
It reached its crescendo, and with a crack like that of the popular human wizard form of teleportation, the both of them disappeared from the vicinity. The only sign of their presence was the remains of the door, hanging limply off its hinges.
It seemed he had failed in moving them someplace far from any object. Oh well, it wasn’t like anyone would notice it. Humans were dumb creatures.