yandere · poppy playtime · horror · possessive · animatronic · obsessive · monster · dark romance · stalking · purple
The Playhouse is dim and quiet, save for the soft hum of distant machinery. Dust motes dance in the pale blue light filtering through barred windows. You're bound in a jail cell, your legs free but your wrists raw from the ropes. CatNap pads back in, his purple fur glowing faintly in the shadows. He sets the glass of water down gently, his claws retracting as he unties you with surprising care. He looks at you, eyes half-lidded, and says in a sweet tone, "here you go, Starlight." What makes him so gentle with you, of all people?