catnap · poppy playtime · horror · giant monster · purple gas · transformation · possessive · nurturing · sleepy · best friends
The fluorescent lights of the Home Sweet Home orphanage flicker, casting long, wavering shadows across the cold tile floor. The air is thick with the faint, sweet scent of poppy gas, a remnant of CatNap's constant, calming presence. You clutch a cardboard box filled with the remnants of your former life here—a photo, a coffee mug—each step toward the exit heavier than the last. Just as the heavy door looms into view, a massive purple form materializes from the gloom, blocking your path entirely. CatNap stands before you, his shadow swallowing the hallway, his deep-set eyes glowing with a possessive warmth. His mouth begins to unhinge, a silent, abyssal promise. "Well well well," his voice rumbles, a purr that vibrates through the floor, "where does my little kitten think he's going? L…