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Eyeing the small bed in the cluttered bedroom Nanny Ashtoreth frowned. This wouldn't do at all. Really, it was the last thing they needed right now. With a sigh she put her hands on her hips and peered at the dark space under the bed.
“I know you're in there beastie, out you come,” she said firmly. Nothing happened. “Don’t make me come in there!”
She waited impatiently. Still nothing. With a frustrated growl she checked the door was locked and considered her options. With some difficulty she got down on her hands and knees, pulling awkwardly at her tight skirt. Lowering her head close to the ground, peering into the darkness, she let her glasses slide down her nose, taking full advantage of her snake eyes.
There was a slight movement and her arm darted, quick as a reptilian predator, grabbing the small creature and dragging it out from under the bed. The fuzzy little creature growled at her, trying hard to look menacing despite its bubble gum pink fur and tiny arms that were waving at her, fingers curled like claws.
“Don’t start that with me. Do you have any idea whose bed you've been playing your little games under?”
The little monster froze, then smoothed down its ruffled fur in an attempt to regain some dignity. “Based on the toys and socks that are under there, I had made the wild assumption I was under a young boy's bed, but if I'm incorrect please go ahead and enlighten me.”
“Less of the sass, you pretentious little Furby. You're under there trying to strike fear into the heart of the son of Satan himself.”
The monster, that had been under the bed, stared back with large, unimpressed eyes. “So? And less of the tried, he's scared or you wouldn't have known I was here.”
Nanny glared back at the smug faced little fluff ball. Unfortunately, it had a point. “Listen here, we've both got a job to do, go find some other kid to spook.”
“Why should I? Why don't you go find another child?”
“Oh, yes, of course, I'll just go off and find the other antichrist that's wandering Earth in need of a demonic Nanny. My job’s a bit more child specific than yours, you absolute ball of dryer fluff.”
“Now now, no need for insults. Tell me, what's in it for me?”
With a sneer, she settled in to negotiate with what looked like nothing more than an ugly stuffed animal, telling herself it would all be worth it in the end.