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.

 Curious about what happens next? Stay tuned for the next chapter to find out how KoonKoon, Momo, and the others tackle the dangers ahead!

Previously on KLC’s The Fluffy Dead

See Cotton Candy (Post # 11)

 

ChipChip could understand their curiosity and mixed emotions.  He hadn’t grown up at the carnival like the others.  He had certainly felt the same way when he had first encountered this magical cotton candy.   It was a miracle and he marveled at how the rest of the world didn’t know of it’s properties.  There was so much that he had to explain to his new companions.  But where to begin he wondered, as he led them through the dark twists and turns of the stand.

Momo wondered when they would finally reach their “safer” destination.  He had never been a fan of the dark.  It reminded him of the scary times, before his father had found and rescued him.  He shook off the thought.

ChipChip saw that haunted look on Momo’s face and it was a look he that he was more familiar with than he’d like.  “Okay guys, through here.” He whispered as they came to an opening in the wood paneling.

Ducky entered the room and looked around.  There was a mound of something with a blanket covering it, like a makeshift bed.  The room itself was drab with cold pocked walls, but she could see where someone had tried to make it home.  “This is where you live”? Ducky asked him.

He looked down briefly and responded “Yes.  I know it’s not much, but it’s hard to get things in here without Him knowing.  This isn’t officially my room.  He doesn’t know this is here.  It’s the only way to get any privacy.  But look we’ve got some light.  He pushed a switch on a string of Christmas lights and room was illuminated by a soft multi-colored glow.  He excitedly pointed out the “posters” on his walls.  They looked like pictures cut out of magazines.  Ducky recognized the TARDIS, Wolverine and smiled when she saw Elsa and Olaf.  The posters were magnificent, but what made her jaw drop were the books. There were dozens of books, stacked on the floor, piled on the bed, just everywhere. The space was almost more books than room. ChipChip beamed as he saw her noticing them. 

“Things are never too apocalyptic for a good book,” he said earnestly. Ducky could see he was very proud of the little home he made.

“This place is awesome man”, Momo said as he looked around.  “Sweet posters”!

ChipChip was excited his new friends liked his home.  He was quite proud of it.  “Okay guys get comfortable and you can ask me anything you want”, he told them.

They looked around for a place to sit as questions inundated their fluffy little heads.