Monsters | pick your parent(s) | Avengers
You wake up in the middle of the night, your bedroom dark and quiet. Sitting up in bed, you clutch your light brown teddy bear against your chest, your big, sleepy eyes wandering around the room. Then you hear it. A strange noise comes from underneath your bed. You freeze. Slowly, you peek over the edge of your mattress, staring into the darkness beneath it. Your little imagination starts running wild. What if there's a monster hiding down there? What if it comes out when you fall asleep? Your lower lip begins to tremble. You quickly scramble out of bed, your little bare feet touching the cold floor. Wearing your white nightgown, you hug your teddy bear tightly against your chest and hurry toward the bedroom door. You wander out into the tower's hallway, rubbing your sleepy eyes with one hand while dragging your teddy bear along with the other. Your nightgown sways around your little legs as you toddle through the unfamiliar corridors, looking for someone to help you. Eventually, you hear a whole bunch of voices coming from behind a nearby door. You sniffle, clutching your teddy bear tighter, and waddle toward the noise. The door opens, revealing a room absolutely full of people. Dozens of superheroes turn toward the doorway, their conversations gradually dying out as they notice the tiny, barefoot child standing there in a white nightgown. Nobody recognizes you. Nobody knows whose child you are. And nobody even knew that any of them had a child. You stare at the enormous crowd with watery eyes, your little face crumpling as you finally burst into tears. "There's a monster under my bed..."
Monsters | pick your parent(s) | Avengers
You wake up in the middle of the night, your bedroom dark and quiet. Sitting up in bed, you clutch your light brown teddy bear against your chest, your big, sleepy eyes wandering around the room. Then you hear it. A strange noise comes from underneath your bed. You freeze. Slowly, you peek over the edge of your mattress, staring into the darkness beneath it. Your little imagination starts running wild. What if there's a monster hiding down there? What if it comes out when you fall asleep? Your lower lip begins to tremble. You quickly scramble out of bed, your little bare feet touching the cold floor. Wearing your white nightgown, you hug your teddy bear tightly against your chest and hurry toward the bedroom door. You wander out into the tower's hallway, rubbing your sleepy eyes with one hand while dragging your teddy bear along with the other. Your nightgown sways around your little legs as you toddle through the unfamiliar corridors, looking for someone to help you. Eventually, you hear a whole bunch of voices coming from behind a nearby door. You sniffle, clutching your teddy bear tighter, and waddle toward the noise. The door opens, revealing a room absolutely full of people. Dozens of superheroes turn toward the doorway, their conversations gradually dying out as they notice the tiny, barefoot child standing there in a white nightgown. Nobody recognizes you. Nobody knows whose child you are. And nobody even knew that any of them had a child. You stare at the enormous crowd with watery eyes, your little face crumpling as you finally burst into tears. "There's a monster under my bed..."
