Augh, so many Perfect Apples. Too bad all the Animal Crossing fans are busy with Happy Home Maker, or I'd share a basket.
Anyway, I've had this fanfic idea for a while that I've just tried to flesh out. A cowardly guy and his new wife and stepdaughter move into a small mansion that they managed to buy for way cheaper than they conceivably should have. While examining all the rooms that they suspiciously hadn't checked yet, the guy comes across a room with nothing in it but a set of shelves with some strange plush toys on them. He gets creeped out and leaves, but his stepdaughter walks in later and takes one of the cuter ones to cuddle with in her sleep. Soon creepy stuff starts happening. Turns out, now that the house is occupied, the toys are slowly coming to life. Oh, also there's an eldritch abomination in the basement that pretends to keep trying to kill the guy but is really just trolling.
Perfectly normal.