A/N: sup it's time to take everything you know about the puppet master series and THROW IT OUT THE WINDOW! this is just a series of blurbs? Drabbles? Oneshots? About a young puppet master and her life with everyone's favorite puppet squad lmao. Lots of fun and fluff and maybe some accidental murder and angst who knows. I just needed more puppet love in my life and if no one else is gonna make it I guess I have to try my hand at it. If I get anything wrong with the details of the series it's because I just Do Not Care At All and I'm certain the maker of the films doesn't either, so let's just call this an AU, thank you very much.
Disclaimer: I don't own the puppet master series (but i wish someone else did)
Sweet Dreams
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The sound of a soft thud hitting the carpet beside her bed woke Macie with a jolt, her body suddenly on high alert as she stared out into the darkness of her room. Upon hearing the sounds of grumbles mixed with breathy laughs and what some would consider snores from the shelf by her door she felt her body fill with ease as she realized there was no threat, since if there was one what she'd be hearing would be a lot different. She blinked to adjust her eyes to the dark and moved to lay back down to sleep, until movement from the floor caused her to pause. Her eyes finally finding the source of the thud as they settled on the painted blue eyes that stared up at her.
Macie sighed, leaning over the bed to turn on the lamp next to her, taking notice of the big red numbers on her clock displaying 3:45 AM before peering back down at the puppet that watched her, its face set into one of worry.
"What's up, Jester? Bad dreams?" Macie asked. Her thoughts were confirmed when the puppet nodded, the sound of jingles from the bells on his hat accompanying his answer.
"You know," she mused, "It was pretty surprising to me when I found out that you guys could even dream, let alone have nightmares. But I guess I shouldn't be so shocked- since, you know, living puppets and all that." Macie was surprised to find out that the little joker was prone to nightmares after one very distressing night of waking up to the sounds of panicking puppets trying to soothe him from his bad dreams. After some attempts at explaining the situation from Blade (said explanation coming in the from a multitude of hissing sounds and wild arm gestures) she caught on, realizing that there were a lot of things she had yet to learn about the puppets as their newfound master.
Leaning over from the comfort of her blankets she carefully picked the puppet up off of the floor, placing him next to her on the pillow and rolling over to face him. "You can stay here for the night, okay?"
Jester's face spun to change into one of happiness, the sound of giggling escaping his unmoving mouth as he snuggled into the pillow.
Resisting the urge to smile, Macie poked his wooden cheek with her finger. "Yeah, yeah- get comfy you goofball. You're just lucky that I know I'm not gonna have an incident with you like I did that one time with Blade. I don't feel like getting impaled in the face by accident in the middle of the night, thank you very much."
A loud hiss came from the other end of the room as soon as she finished speaking, causing her to laugh. "Sorry, Blade."
Jester let out a giggle as his leaned his face away from hers, making a few various laughing noises that Macie assumed were meant in a mocking manner directed at Blade before moving back down onto the pillow, his face now practically smushed against her hair as he got comfortable.
"God, you're so spoiled."