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Xandra crawled under the covers and cuddled Floppy the bunny close. Floppy would help her be brave. She'd decided that she was going to go without a nightlight, and she was going to do it. She'd made up her mind. "Okay Mom. You can turn the light off."

Her mother paused in the bedroom door. "Are you sure, Xandra? You won't have nightmares?"

"I won't have nightmares," Xandra pronounced confidently. Maybe if she said it bravely enough, she'd feel braver. "G'night, Mommy."

"Okay, then. Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite." Alexandra's mother switched the light off and closed the door behind her as she left.

The bedroom was very pink and pretty and cheerful during the day, and even at night, with her moon nightlight, it was nice. Xandra knew where all the shadows were supposed to be and the shapes of her things in the dark. But with only the faint light from the streetlight filtering through the curtains, the room seemed a lot scarier and less friendly.

"It's only darkness. There's nothing to be scared of," Xandra whispered to Floppy, and hugged him tight.

Xandra sat bolt upright in bed, clutching at Floppy and making a tiny little sound like a squeak, not quite enough to be a shriek or a scream. She thought she'd heard something. She thought she'd heard footsteps. "Floppy, did you hear that?" she whispered.

Then she changed the register of her voice to high and squeaky. "No, Xandra," Floppy said, and shook his head no, with a little help from Xandra's hand. "It's just the wind. Nothing to be scared of."

"But it sounded like footsteps, Floppy," she said in her own voice.

"Houses make funny sounds at night sometimes, Xandra," Floppy said firmly. "Let's go back to sleep."

"Well, okay." Xandra lay down and pulled the covers all the way up to her ears. "G'night, Floppy."

...why was this room so pink? Following the frost demon in, she lingered with a heavy level of distaste for the colors. She wasn't here for design tips though... but where to hide...

Seeing that squeezing under the human's bed was so not happening for her here, Agsil instead managed to duck into the closet. Once in, she kept the door open a crack, using one wing to rattle the clothes and hangers within, while she reached out to grab the backpack just outside the door and chuck it hard across the room. And was good to bring her arm right back into the closet once the object went flying. No idea where it was going to land... but hopefully it'd land with a crash?

Sin could barely believe how PINK this room was, really it was almost too much for the demon ghoul. Pink was a fantastic color for highlights and accents, but this much was overkill. She was pleased to notice a familiar face in the room, Malodore, before she went to hide by the bookshelf.

Sin reached out and started to force the books from the shelves rather forcefully.

Rattle rattle rattle. Rattle rattle ... THUMP! Xandra shrieked, just a little, and pulled the covers over her head. That sound she couldn't explain away! Unless ... unless something had fallen off the top shelf of her closet.

"It was just something falling off the shelf," she made Floppy say. "Go to sleep, Xandra." Floppy sounded annoyed this time.

A rapid series of thumps from the bookcase - the books were falling off. For no reason at all. Xandra squeaked, terror keeping her from getting even louder, and scooted up so she could stick her arm out from under the covers, filled with a horrible dread that something was going to grab her, and quickly yanked the chain on the lamp beside her bed.

The light clicked on, and everything was quiet. Shivering, Xandra slowly peeked out from under the covers, then leaned a little over the side of the bed to check. The drawers were a little bit open, but maybe she hadn't closed them all the way, and over by the shelf, several books had fallen on the floor, but the rest of the books still on the shelf were tilted and disordered, and maybe they'd just slipped.

It was harder to believe that something was creeping around in the shadows when the soft pink glow of the lamp cast a familiar light on her things. Xandra took a deep breath, then another one, and started calming down. "There's nothing here, see?" she made Floppy say.

"You're right, Floppy. It was my imagination." Xandra knew that the stories she told weren't real real, though she insisted adamantly otherwise if asked. There was a difference between stories and lying, but both were things that hadn't happened. She halfway forgot when she got really into making things up sometimes, but she knew. She'd gotten all scared because she was imagining things. Yeah. That was it.

Just to prove it to herself, she crawled out from under the covers, climbed down the ladder, closed each drawer firmly, and went to pick the books off the floor. She put the books back carefully and pushed the bookend right up against them so they wouldn't fall down again. Then she patted down her nightie, climbed back up into bed, settled down under the covers, and clicked the lamp back off.

"Good night, Floppy," she said firmly. "I'm going to go to sleep now."

"Good night, Xandra," Floppy answered.

Oh boy, another pink room. Astra was sure desu would of had a field day with the amount of pink and cutesy things. She herself was starting to reach her limits.

It didn't matter that she enjoyed blue and purple, because they were spooky colors! And black. Black was a good color too.

But enough about furnishings, she had to do some scarying. Upon peeking in from the door, she could see that there were plenty others here all banging and making scary sounds. But what could she do...

Her eyes trailed to the rug on the floor, and her antenna shot up at the idea she had. With a tiny giggle, she darted to the Curtains near the window, where she grabbed the rug on the floor and hoisted it over herself, waving her hands in the air before quickly letting the rug drop and hiding behind the curtains once more.