Knights Against the Night Part 39

Nightmares were a constant threat. Chester dealt with most of them. Bolt didn't know how to stop him, Freddie clung so tightly most nights, he couldn't escape to deal with them himself.

He did pose the question to Chester. Were there any more toys in the house? Why were they alone?

Chester gave him a look. Another thing that was making things difficult.

"They went away." Chester said sadly.

It was another day of closing portals.

"Why?"

Chester shook his head. "There wasn't many to begin with. I don't know what happened. They were gone when I got back."

"Where were you?"

Another look. "With my kid, where do you think?" Chester shook his head.

"They just... went?"

"We're alone Bunny. Get used to it."

"Why doesn't Freddie have more toys?" He asked instead.

Chester shrugged. "He doesn't like them."

Bolt looked up at that, "He likes me."

"Which is a first, kit. They normally get lost before long."

Bolt thought that over, why would Freddie do that?

“I haven’t left the house...” Bolt said, considering. Freddie’s mother had always insisted that Bolt get left behind. Chester grinned him.