The first shafts of light hit your face, waking you up, although your morning brain is a little confused as to why your eyes are already open. You stretch your arms above your head, but you don't get that satisfying stretching feeling. Actually, it doesn't feel like you're stretching anything at all. The memories of last night come back to you in a rush, and you realize you're moving! You quickly focus your vision and look around, seeing that you're sitting in the same place you got turned into a bear last night. You shoot up to your feet, ecstatic that you're not stuck as a bear anymore, but as soon as you do, you find yourself unbalanced and fall over onto your face. Expecting a heavy impact, you scrunch your eyes shut...or you try to, but you find you can't actually close them. The impact as you hit the ground isn't the expected thud, either, more of a light pomf. Fearing the worst, you shove yourself back to a sitting position and look into the mirror.
The bad news is, you're still the same teddy bear you were last night. You stand up, much more carefully this time, and note how hard it is to stand with no feet or weight to help keep you balanced. Slowly checking yourself out, you take stock of your situation. Now that you can stand up, you can see you're pretty large for a teddy bear. You'd guess you're about 3 feet tall, counting your ears. Speaking of which, you wonder...you concentrate for a moment and find you can wiggle them slightly. Carefully turning yourself around, you try moving your tail and find you can control that, too. Well, great, that'll be useful if you need to look cuter for some reason. Checking out all four limbs, you find that you can move each of them pretty freely, but you feel like you might be a little overstuffed because you can only bend them a tiny bit before they snap back out straight. Stepping forward (and falling over again in the process) you look at your face and try to get your expression to change, but no luck there, all that stares back at you is a cute grin and a blank-eyed stare. You try to speak but you can't even produce the tiniest noise. Well, that one was a long shot.
You look around to try and plan your next step. Your first thought is to try and escape or get help, but the store display windows that look towards the street are all behind shutters, and nobody is going to notice you in any of the other windows. You start walking over to the front door, but on your first step, you collapse to the side. Your head is enormous compared to the rest of your body, and even as light as you are you find yourself inconveniently top heavy. After a few tries, you find a way to walk that involves putting your legs straight out to your side and quickly swinging them around that lets you move slowly but safely, although it looks ridiculous when you catch yourself doing it in the mirror. With your newfound master of walking, you get across the room with a couple minute's effort, and you look at the front doorknob to see if you can get out. You can juuust tap it with the end of your hands...arms...paws?...whatever you have, now, but of course there's no way to grab it. You try to push a chair over to stand on but the chair weighs several times what you do, so you have no way to push it. It looks like escape isn't in the cards, for the moment. Without an escape plan to focus on, you start to realize another problem that you'd been ignoring until this point...