>"Anon, I can't sleep."
>You pull your covers above your head and sit up.
"Something under you bed again?"
>Sonata nods behind her pillow covering most of her face.
>You sigh and rub your eyes before slipping on your house shoes.
"I'll go check it out ok?"
>"No anon!" 
>She grabs your hand while in reach for your flashlight.
>"There's a monster under there I swear! Don't goo anoon..."
"I'll be fine Sonata." 
>You smile through the dark bedroom.
"Now lets go get this monster."
>You offer your arm up and wrap it around Sonatas neck before marching into the great unknown.
>Once in her room she waits by the door pillow in hand while you check her bed.
"Empty. No monsters here."
>In a way you lied.
>Sonata had a bad habit of tucking food wrappers under her bed instead of throwing them away.
>The flashlight revealed them as you'd expect, with an added rats nest housing little baby rats in the corner.
>And Sonata was deathly afraid of rats.
>"A-are you sure?"
>You stand up and turn off the flashlight.
"Yep. Though we're gonna have a talk in the morning about the trash under there..."
>Sonata breaks eye contact from you while her blue cheeks turn red.
"I'm not mad Sonata. We'll talk about it in the morning."
>As you approach her door you feel her hand grab yours once more.
>"Can I sleep with you? Just this once?"
>In the moonlight the siren's puppy dog eyes feast on your soul.
>You can't help it. You're weak to them.
>Plus those mice are sure to have parents...
"Okay."
>The next minute you find yourself embraced by the pajamaed Dazzling.
>She's so warm and cuddly. How could you think otherwise before?
>She breaks from you with a all-too-innocent smile on her face.
>Dat recovery.
>You're starting to think she planned this.
>"Carry me!"
>She lifts her arms up high.
>Oh hell why not.
>Back in your bed you realize it was not made for two.
>Well Sonata was pretty small. Maybe a little cuddling will make it work.
>Within minutes she buries her head in your shoulder and goes out like a light.
>It's uncomfortable yeah, your so close to the edge you could fall off any minute.
>But a sleepy Sonata in your arms makes it worth it.
>Sleep is for the weak anyway.
>A glint of white catches your eye.
>A pair of purple eyes watch you two from the doorway.
>You have a sneaky suspicion this is the monster Sonata was talking about.
>You show the finger to your unwanted guest before resuming cuddles.