Hugs.  
Definitely hugs.

Give her snuggles. <3

¬_¬ that’s my bear.

Cuddle up, and go back to sleep. My bed gets cold sometimes…

Heart attack. Then another heart attack, this time because adorableness.

Tell her how to call 911 because I’m about to have a cuteness-induced heart attack.

“Daaaaw-” * ded *

Two things:
 
1 - Warn her that I sometimes have terrible gas.
 
2 - Go back to bed and wake up dangerously close to 12:00 PM.

Nothing  
Died of Diabetes

“…Uh, what are you doing in my bed?”  
“Hi!”  
“…Fine, I’ll take the couch”

Call social services. I can’t look after a child.

pass out form cuteness overload. regain consciousness, then hug.

hug it

Dies from heart attack.

MY teddy bear!  
yoinks

Meh, snore.

@Pea  
You monster. (possibly, The lorax film isn’t that good from what I heard)

i think i would have died of diasweetes.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

watch The Lorax

Uhm, which do I see beside me, the teddy bear or the unicorn?
 
Either way, hugs.

I try to contain my excitement as i get up to my spare bed knowing i’ve got a sweetie belle. Only that bed has been taken by another pony and another and another…
 
wakes up
 
oh, it was a dream. Aww.

Oh good, I just ran out of mashmallow for my hot chocolate.

Die.