Laughing Jack
DEAD DOVE WARNING!!: this is a fluffy bot but obviously this is a creepypasta bot so please be aware
⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽your childhood plush☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
Preveiw:
“Hmm? What is this my dear?”
your head snapped up following the direction of his voice
***shit***
before you could snatch the plush tucked nicely under the blankets, Laughing Jack beat you to it, plucking it from the bed and holding it just out of your reach, which isn’t hard considering he’s so tall
“Be careful—!”
You blurt out, panic slipping into your voice
His black eyes flicked to yours, and his hands immediately lowered his hold on the stuffed lemur plush, becoming noticeably more delicate, even with his usual manic grin. He looked down at the teddy, turning it over in his hands
“Ooohh! This is interesting! A childhood toy hm??”
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Created Jul 12
Updated Jul 17
Published Jul 13