Welcome to the world of Stuffed Haven, where plushies are more than just toys; they’re warriors, protectors, and survivors. In a post-apocalyptic world overrun by zombies, KoonKoon, Momo, and their brave band of stuffed animals have one mission: to protect the little ones and keep hope alive. But when whispers of a traitor within their sanctuary emerge, their fragile safety is shattered. Who can they trust? And who is the mysterious ‘Him’ pulling the strings from the shadows?

Join KoonKoon and his friends as they face dangers far greater than their stitched seams and button eyes were ever meant to handle. Adventure, mystery, and heart await in a story that will change the way you see stuffed animals forever.

Previously on KLC’s The Fluffy Dead:

See I’ll Be Quack (Post 8)

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Ducky and Momo got out of the car and followed him up, looking curiously at the rope which seemed to be knitted from some sort of string.  The string seemed fairly clean and she’d swear it was new.  Ducky wondered, how could they knit with no humans around?  She abandoned the thought as she neared the surface above.  It was a tree house.  Maybe they weren’t that different at all, she pondered.

“Ok, now-“, ChipChip cut off his statement in a fit of boisterous laughter.  Momo and Ducky stood there agape.  Their new friend had always seemed so stoic before.  This seemed to be a new side of him.  “You…looked…so  silly…stomping and honking”, he managed to choke out amidst his laughter.  He stopped abruptly as he saw the looks on their faces.  “Don’t tell them I laughed”, he said with a stern look back on his furry face. Just like that, the air of seriousness was restored to all of them.  Then they followed him inside.

The tree house was fairly worn on the inside and the wood showed it had probably been there for a decade.  It was lightly furnished with a table and chairs.  The bouquet on the table and the somewhat recent coat of paint on the outside, made it seem that someone had tried to make it home.

Sitting at the table were the leaders they had heard so much about.  They all looked very intimidating, are they friendly, do they bite, should I have worn a better outfit, Ducky thought to herself.  Ducky let out a nervous breath, as the first got up to greet them.

“I am Draconis, thank you for meeting us here”, said the little dragon before them with a smile.  His iridescent wings shimmered as they observed what looked like a kind face.

Ducky sighed inwardly with relief.  The next got up to greet them, as well.  He was a little green dinosaur.  She tensed involuntarily in case he might be less than friendly.  Not because he was a dinosaur of course, but because she did not know what to expect from any of them.  These were uncertain times, after all.

“I am Phil.  It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance”, he said bowing his head.

Momo erupted inwardly into laughter, a dinosaur named Phil.  How peculiar, but he loved it.

“I am Lorelai, we are so grateful that you have agreed to help us Ducky and Momo”, said the last with a very warm smile.  She was a beautiful bear with soft fur and a lovely white sparkly outfit that Ducky wished was her size.  “Yes, we do know who you are.  We have been observing you for some time and we are very impressed.

“If you are both ready, let’s begin”, she said determinedly.

“We need the two of you to pose as survivors that ChipChip happened upon while out on a supply run.  You cannot show any knowledge of Stuffed Haven.  You are simply two friends seeking safe shelter from the zombies.  Are you willing to do this?” Lorelai asked them.

They looked at each other and nodded in assent.  “That makes us very happy to hear, new friends.  We need you to befriend the animals at our camp, so that when the time comes, they will listen to you and agree to leave and form a new camp.” Lorelai continued.

“But-“, Momo stopped.

“Please, if you will, let us continue the rest of our request and you can ask all of the questions you’d like after we’re through.”  Momo and Ducky nodded in response.

Lorelai walked gracefully around the table and stopped directly in front of Ducky and Momo.  She crouched down to meet their eyes.  Her beautiful, serene face was now twisted in agonizing concern.

“We will also need your help in freeing Athen and Carissa”, she said with a weighty sigh.  They’ve been locked away, where we cannot easily get to them.  Your presence will cause a distraction that is necessary, if we are to have a chance of freeing them and sending them away from our leader.  It is imperative that they get safely away from our camp.   You have been informed about our leader, correct?” She went on to ask.

They gulped and responded with a nervous nod.  “Now that is the situation, albeit briefly put.  We regret the burden our request places on you, but we can see no other option.  We undertsand that you must need some time to talk this over and we could not blame you, if you would rather just walk away.  This will not be easy and will be quite dangerous.  Take all the time you need deciding.  Now please, any questions”? She asked.

Ducky and Momo did not know where to start.

“How can you knit if you don’t have any humans?  Aren’t the knitting needles too big to hold”?  Ducky blurted out, thinking it was a silly question, only after she’d asked it.

They looked surprised and Draconis responded, “Well we quite literally have to use needles, sewing needles to be precise.  He smiled widely as if he found the question amusing.  “Any other questions”?  He asked.

“We don’t understand how you can move and start another camp right now.  There are so few resources left and winter is coming.  The zombies make it too dangerous.”, Momo said seriously.

“We must confess, we don’t have all of the details worked out yet either.  But we cannot stay where we are.  We have little water left and our food supply is not replenishable.  Our… leader… as we mentioned, is not someone that we can live with much longer.  A life of terror is not something we want for our children, lest for ourselves”, Phil responded solemnly.

“We understand”, Ducky said.  Silently she vowed to help them find another solution.  One that wouldn’t risk all of their lives.  “Alright, if you’ll follow me, let’s prepare.”