Deal 1339: Bearly

Chickens, everywhere. In some spaces, just one. In others, a thousand. Everywhere I turn, chickens. I’ve opened every door I can find, only to find more chickens.

Then I spot it, standing in the center of the square, surrounded by fowl. A phone booth.

I work my way through the crowd to its door, and sneak inside.

Amazingly, no chicken follows.

When I peek outside, I see the birds slowly backing away.

Then the flash of light.

They back away faster. I open the door, and get a glimpse of my reflection as the glass moves. Suddenly I’m dressed all in white, carrying a cane, and sporting a white goatee. No wonder the chickens are backing away.

As they move aside, I see some hope of escape without a chicken in tow.

I make my way onwards, and through the next door. Into a room full of teddy bears. Big bears. Small bears. Fluffy bears. Buff bears. Toothy bears.

Suddenly, I’m envious of the chickens.

But no matter. I’m almost through, so I calmly walk through and out the final door.


Deal 1311: Unstuffed

Little did I know what I was getting in to when I signed up. That might be a common story, of course.

I am a bear, a teddy bear to be right stuffed about it.

We have a certain view of the world, it always starts with our little human. All else is secondary.

But the offer was sincere, and coming from a fellow toy, I listened.

That was probably my real mistake.

If I hadn’t listened, I wouldn’t have joined.

If I hadn’t joined, I wouldn’t be loosing stuffing over this.

I know what you’re thinking. “Silly old bear. What good is that fluff-filled head of his?”

It isn’t really like that at all. Yes, of course I’m stuffed. It says that right on my tag: “poly-fill stuffing, hypoallergenic”.

But that doesn’t mean I can’t think.

I don’t think with my stuffing, I’m not bound by the same rules as my little human!

But I was offered a chance to make the world better.

Or so it seemed to me at the time, in any case.

As it is turning out, I am trapped in the new toy box, with no way out, and subject to new rules.

And my small human is alone, and afraid.

And I have failed my charge.


Deal 1267: Battle over dreams

The child sleeps peacefully, but after what must have been a significant battle with the bedclothes and the monster under the bed. The monster lies, slain for tonight, on the floor. A fierce teddy bear stands guard against its possible return to life. Some of the other stuffed animals were casualties of the battle.

She sleeps now, illuminated only by moonlight filtered by the tree outside her window.

Reading the evidence at hand, we can see that earlier the tree had been a focus of her alarm as its shadows loomed large and its branches moved threateningly in the wind. That emboldened the monster under the bed, which attempted to catch her while her attention was on the monsters outside the window. The monsters in the closet might have been involved, their door was ajar, but had retreated when Teddy took action.

A breeze outside rustles the leaves.

She mumbles something unintelligible.

Teddy turns and watches for a moment, but remains alert and on guard.


Deal 1242: Bond

We’re all in disguise, hiding our hero within. Releasing that hero is the first step towards enlightenment.

By day, I’m an unassuming teddy bear.

But at night, in my young human’s care I become the hero she needs, the hero she deserves. None of those rats that live under her bed and in the woodwork have a chance against me.

Do I know about the rat sneaking up behind me right now?

Certainly. Those damn rats spend some of their time every day looking for ways to overcome my protection.

But my attention to detail is legendary.

Just ask my friend Bond here…