You look like a kidnapped business man that has gambled his life away... Love it

The way Matt just cringes when his Furby starts speaking is both concerning and hilarious to me

For anybody who was confused about 7:50, he said he lived in a 1 story house, meaning he couldn’t experience the fun of making his slinky tumble down the stairs.

I used to have a Jessie toy that would yell “Yeehaw!” When you pulled the string on its back. After it was long forgotten in the bottom of the toy bin, I woke up to it screaming “YEET” Over and over

we got stories, but i never thought we'd get DRAMAS. very cool.

"Choose a weapon!" Man, these old toys were way ahead of their time, they even know the environment of the modern day and adapt to it!

I have a Furby, hasn't had batteries in it for years but every time I walk past the cupboard I hear it shout "WAKEY WAKEY IT'S TIME FOR EGGS AND BAKEY!"

i used to have a puzzle toy that would say the name of the shape when you put a shape in the right spot. this was triggered by a light sensor that was covered by the peice. anyway, one of the peices went missing and from then on every time we turned the lights off we would hear "rhombus" coming from somewhere in the room

The fact that Furbies can pick up radio signals like they're Mangle from FNAF makes them even more horrifying.

I love the way he cringes when the furby speaks. not like it's the most annoying thing of all time, but instead like it's holding his children captive and he is being forced to do things. Brilliantly made

My brother has a bunch of these Simpson dioramas with these talking figures. I guess if you put them near each other they can sense each other and will all start acting out skits from the TV show. Several years ago I was helping him move, and he kept a few boxes with some of these dioramas in my basement. At around 1:00am in the morning I was woken to the sound of Mr. Burns going "LIKE MY LOAFERS, FORMER GOPHERS, WAS EITHER THAT, OR SKIN MY CHAUFFEURS." Lisa freaking out he was gonna skin their puppies. Bart going "NA NA NAAA, NA NA NAA, NA NA NA NA NANA NA."

*My friends Furby* *randomly yelled “MY* *EYYYYYSSSSS ARE* *BURNINGGGGGG WA* *WA WA WA WA WA WA* *WHAAAAAAAAAA” and 2* *days later they found it* *in the oven. Eyes melted* *out, and fur completely* *singed. The first thing it* *said when it was found* *was “MYYYYY EYYYYYS* *AREEEE SOREEREEEE* 💀

Part 4 anyone? Also: he actually brought a Furby. Fucking legend

Aw how cute Matt has a friend. *Sleep with one eye open.*

I have recently became obsessed with the 90s furbies, and how they work. I am in highschool. At 8:19, one of my furbies has does that same exact thing. Me and my mother (because I don't have any siblings) said it was, "having a seizure." It was really weird, because I sniffed the chest of it after we had taken the batteries out, and it smelled like someone had put a battery in a bonfire. Needless to say I was worried that it was gonna explode if I had kept the batteries in.

Ok, so I have 3 stories (in chronological order of when they happened) 1. When I was like 2 to 5 years old, I had this Kai-lan doll from the TV show on Nick JR that would talk when you pressed the button on her hands. Anyway at around 1 am my cat Owen (RIP) snuck in my room and pressed the button and I heard a distorted "Ni hAo, i'm kAi-lAn!" coming from my toy box. As you can imagine, this scared the sh*t out of me and I went crying. My parents regifted the doll at a garage sale sometime after that, and I kind of regret it, it's extremely rare now. Hope the new lucky owner likes Chinese demons. 2. Not a toy, but shortly after we moved to a new house, my father got an Amazon Alexa. One day, we were playing along with the Wheel of Fortune game show on television, screaming the answers out to the oblivious contestants, and Alexa suddenly turned on and was like "Sorry, I don't know that." *We didn't even say Alexa or anything close to it.* 3. I have these Diva Starz dolls named Summer and Nikki (I still keep them cuz I like to collect dolls from the late 90s - early 2000s) and at one point in the middle of the night one day before New Year's Eve 2022, they were in some sort of conversation about fashion or something like that. The switch was off on Summer's but on on Nikki's. I took out the batteries after that and they have never acted possessed again. Sorry this comment is a bit long ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

My Furby would also connect to radio stations. Being woken up by heavy metal in the middle of the night at full blast is one reason to lock it in a box. It would occasionally say "FEED MEEEEEE" and "REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE." I recently went to go take the battery's out so it would stop, but there were none in there. Let's just say they make great firewood. Edit: Don’t ever burn furbies. They look like demons as they’re screaming their last words (which we FEED MEEE btw). Their mechanical parts burning as their husk is melting… Edit 2: Thanks for 1k!! Edit 3: 2k? Woah Ty!

I used to have an leprechaun that would play some Irish folk song when you pressed it's stomach. One time I put it through the wash, it got all distorted and weird. The last furby video inspired me to find it and perform some experiments, but after the dissection I made a terrifying discovery: it doesn't have a voicebox, it's insides were just stuffing, which has now made me far more scared of it

I just remembered another toy story......It's in regards to a toy my sister used to own.....A tickle me Elmo. The weird thing about this particular tickle me Elmo was that if you did the standard stuff that you'd do to one to get it to laugh, it wouldn't respond. Yet, the moment you started stomping on it or kicking it, the thing would start laughing its head off and saying how much it tickled! That toy was an absolute masochist!

That painful look on Matt's face when the Furby said it loved him, love it.

Matt looks like he’s been awake for hours because of that furby

Bamboo is well aware that that's a hellbeast, and he's trying to save you from your impending demise

1:16 he sounds like he’s doing a shrek impression when he says “hungry”.

Oh god I remember having this baby doll and when I was 3 it was in my closet, crying in the middle of the night. Eventually, I got so sick of it balling it’s little plastic eyes out that I got up, grabbed it, went to the stairs and threw it down as if it was my worst enemy. I still laugh about it to this day, but I think something was haunting the thing.

Apparently according to my dad, I used to have a FurReal Friend Puppy as a very young kid. One night he tried to sneak into the fridge at night to get a beer, and the toy dog activated. It started barking and chasing him. He swears that he almost shit his pants.

One time my older sister walked past an animatronic clone trooper doll, not knowing it was motion activated. As she walked by it saluted and proclaimed "SIR THE REBELS HAVE BEEN SPOTTED!" She did the fastest crab shuffle to the side I've ever seen and my brother almost kicked it.

“Time to go to school” “Choose a weapon” 💀

i had this stuffed bear,i named him wink,and since his nose fell of,of the corner while im sleeping i can hear his voice in my head “MEEEEEE CAAANNNNNNOOOOTTTTT BREEEEEEAAAAAATHHHHH” while i just lay there in pure horror.

More furby/toys stories = more laughter! Can’t wait to watch this!

I think in the Toy Story universe, Furbies would be these mischievous rebel characters constantly breaking the rules of not revealing themselves to their owners, only the owners just think the toys are creepy demonic abominations, which I can imagine that the Furbies find absolutely hilarious!

When i was 4, I had a Bananas in Pajamas plush that would play the themesong and I found the thing 9 years later, pulled it’s string and all I heard was “BAaaaNANAa” and then it’s string snapped off the day after.

"My daughter had a leapfrog toy and I swear it once said 'Yummy knockers'" That leapfrog toy's a keeper, that's hilarious

My mom referred to herself as The grandmother of me and my brothers Furbies. One day she told us that she came in the house and heard one of our Furbies say “grandma?” In response to hearing her voice. At the time it seemed like a funny wholesome thing. In hindsight however, if that actually did happen and she wasn’t just telling us that because we were kids, That’s fucking terrifying.

This series made me remember an old talking Santa plush that my family has. When you press his hand he’s supposed to say “Remember: the magic of Christmas, lies in your heart” but his batteries are almost dead and corroded from sitting in storage for God knows how many Christmases, so now he speaks in a low, garbled mess. But somehow, the part where he says “your heart” is still clear enough to make out, which makes it seem like the damn thing is asking for a blood sacrifice whenever you activate it

My mum once found this old baby-doll in some random person’s bin. She cleaned it and replaced the batteries. She presented it to me, and it started wailing SO LOUD- it was overwhelming for my little brain so I ran off and hid in my room, crying like mad.

6:03 I had the exact same thing, except mine was yellow... I actually had two of them. I was actually afraid to go into the same room it was in, and finally found them one day while cleaning, put them in a box, and put them out to the trash. I'm so glad I've freed myself from that thing's curse. ALSO WHY DID THEY HAVE TEETH??!???!

I had a Furby once and when it ran out of battery(like everyone else's) started to make terrifying, demonic screeching noises. So my mum put it on a window ledge to just... well.. do nothing but occasionally it would sense movement and then let out the cries of a thousand souls. Anyway one day I had my friend over and when he went upstairs to go to the loo the furbies eyes and mouth jolted open and then let out the ear piercing yell of a choir of deatheaters. After his eardrums being burst he immediately ran ,practically jumped, all 13 stairs shouting at the top of his lungs: "LIN THERE'S A MONSTER OWL THAT TRIED TO EAT MEEEEEEEE." And it was only recently until he told me the furby said... iiIiII'mMmMM hHuNGrYy

For some reason, I can’t stop imagining Matt TRAINED his cat to attack any Furbies immediately on sight judging from the intro

6:52 mmm.. *y u m m y k n o c k e r s*

I had a knockoff furby that didn't talk but, when we turned it on, it acted like it was being either tortured or possessed by a real furby

My country is catholic, so by proxy my family is, too. When I was very young I got this small stuffed bear that was on his pajamas, was on his knees, had his eyes closed, and was seemingly praying. It had the sticker of a heart on its belly, and when you pressed it you'd hear the recording of someone saying a prayer. Several years later I found it abandoned in my closet, the heart sticker practically ripped apart. I pressed its belly and out came the most disturbing screeching and whirring sound I've ever heard. Safe to say it was the complete opposite of a prayer.

When I was little, I had two animatronic twin dolls, one blonde and one brunette, that had sensors on the sides of their heads so it could resister when the other doll was near. This allowed them to "talk" to each other and go through their programmed responses, like saying rhymes together and childish bickering when you would feed them with the magnetic bottle and cereal it came with. One day I accidentally dropped the blonde and her head broke off beyond repair so I had to throw it away. The brunette would ask nonstop where her sister was and if she could talk to her when ever I would turn her on, making me feel guilty like I'd killed the other twin or something. I finally got rid of the brunette because I got so spooked.

Your cat knew something was up with that furby 😂

A few years late but I used to have one of those leap frog read along book things. You know the one where it had a sensor and if you tapped an image in the book it read it to you. I remember the one time I was using it and was yelling with friends and the leap frog yelled "Stop making so much noise"

When I was about 7 my friend brought his furby to an indor playplace. He asked me to guard it while he went on the slide. The second he left the thing look me dead in the eye and asked: ”Is he gone now?” To which I replyed: ”Yes.” It just started giggling in this old raspy voice…

If we are doing any type of cursed toy, here’s a good one. I had a yodeling Canadian beaver plush that was supposed to be a keychain. You’d press its belly and it would start singing. It had no way of replacing the batteries and eventually died. But it would still go off occasionally in this demon tongue chant that would last about 15 minutes, I buried it in the depths of my closest, but would occasionally hear it on the quieter nights. Eventually it was brought out on accident without me knowing, and so one night, it went off at full blast waking me from a dead in sleep, completely panicked. I buried the thing in my shirt drawer and left a note to destroy the furry bastard in the morning. Come the break of dawn I uncovered it, took it outside, and smashed it with a sledgehammer. I thought that would do it, so I went to take it inside and open it up to see what made this bastard tick. Not only did it survive, but the second I started cutting it open, it made the most anti-Christ scream possible, like someone lit Satan’s nuts on fire and poured hot sauce up his ass simulation. It took me stabbing the thing three times before the scream fizzled out with a garble, but it got one last punch in. The speaker had shot off some sparks and lit the stuffing and fur on fire, and in the process of getting it into the sink nearby, got burnt on the hand. So I took the burnt remains and buried it in the woods behind my house with a cross placed just above it.

Gotta love Matt's cosplay of Zubin Sedghi in the beginning of the video.

My firend had a furby and one time when i was at her house it fell of the bed started screaming and said in a deep voice '"Why did you do this to me?" then the power went out. I was 4, she was 7. We both pissed ourselfes

I had a furby once. It kept screaming "FEEEED MEEEEEEEEEE" over and over again, then it yelled "I WILL TAKE YOUR KNEECAPS" to this day that still haunts me.

i cant believe i forgot about this story until the third installment of your series. my dad once bought my stepmom a pen as a joke. said pen had the face of pauly d from jersey shore plastered all over it. when you pressed the top of it, it would cycle through reciting various phrases spoken by pauly d in the actual show. my 9 y/o sister managed to jam the pen. i dont know how, nor do i know why, but she did. all i know is that the hellspawn of a pen proceeded to cry out, “don’t touch me, im tan! don’t touch me, i’m tan!” repeatedly. it wouldn’t stop. eventually, my dad got so pissed at it that he banged it on the table repeatedly while screaming at it, “go to hell!”. only then did it pipe down.

My sister accidentally bumped the fridge one night when there was a Furby on It and It just started screaming like "WAaAaAaAAAHHhh"

the "oh nightay i do.. nom nom nom... WAHH" is the best thing in this universe and cured my 7 mental illnesses :)

I love how Bamboo hops up next to the Furby at 0:33 and bites its tail. He is clearly trying to protect Matt from danger.

I had a furby once. Lost it in a hospital while getting blood tests. Came back for my results the next day and one of the doctors have it back and said "this thing scared a patient so much that they started giving it food as they feared if they didn't it would hurt them" my mother looked mortified and put the furby ontop of her wardrobe. Last night she woke up to it screaming "WHERES MY FOOD" it has no batterys.

My story: When I was younger, I had a Simon toy, but I wasn't very good at playing Simon, so I threw it against a cupboard. Then it started playing itself. The thing wasn't gonna stop until my brother took out its batteries.

"Time to go to school, choose a weapon" The prophecy has come true

Fun fact: Birthday cards that play music when you open them are terrifying 4 years later. I once opened one and it started making just plain awful electronic noises that vaguely resembled a bunch of fart sounds to the tune of happy birthday (the card was fart themed for some reason. I don't remember why; I only remember the trauma.) The worst part? It didn't turn off when I closed it. It kept playing horribly disturbing rhythmic fart sounds regardless of the amount of times I opened and closed it to turn it off. I just had to sit there and listen to a slowed down mess of audio for a minute until the "song" stopped.

You know how around Christmas all the toy stores have hundreds of the same toy stacked up on top of each other? Well one time I walked past a wall of animatronic baby’s that were motion censored and they all started screaming at me to take them home. There was like 40 dolls on either side of me just yelling all at different timings. After that embarrassment I heard a little girl go through that isle and just start crying.

I once said that I was scared of german lessons, furby only speaks german since then, and now I have also given my soul to duolingo.

OMG! My brother had a walker when he was little. The point of it was to teach him to walk. My dad was one day in my brothers room at 3AM to check on him, and it went off, saying, "let's get walking! " and "You're doing great!" Definite demon fury energy...

After watching all 3 of the videos, I am thoroughly convinced that at least every 1 out of 5 Furbys is sentient

My little brother used to have one of those “Tickle-me-Elmo” dolls as a kid. We were sharing a room at the time, and one night I woke up to it laughing hysterically, thrashing about on the floor like it was having a seizure. The stupid thing was turned off at the time. It was my brother’s favorite toy, so my mom took the batteries out and gave it back to him the next day, now battery-free. The next night, it did the same thing. Scared me half to death. Needless to say, we threw away the possessed Elmo. I swear I can still hear its demonic little giggles…

I used to have a Cry Babies Goodnight Coney which had glowing tears, until one day its tears flickered randomly and i heard it go "WAAAAAAUGHHHH!!!".

My mother had the bright idea to put some toy plushies to fill in my beanbag when i was younger, every time I sat on it it went “LoeVevehehdn YiHder Mormedh HSJSMSjssandm Papap,”. It was supposed to say “Love your mommy and your papa”

I remember my teacher brought her baby into school once and the baby was about 2 years old. It was always obsessed with this one furby it would call “coocaa’ but every time he said it the furby got mad and let out a high pitched scream before saying: “MY NAME IS MELON”. Unfortunately that’s not all, the baby once accidentally hunched it’s eyes to the side of its beak so it’s face would be like: 👁👄👁 but the furby didn’t like this and every five seconds the furby chanted: “CHILL YOUR BEANS” the teacher was horrified so she took the batteries out and smashed it against the wall. The furby died after a faint, devilish: “beans…”

I think I can explain all of the stories where the Furbies had no batteries in them and they still turned on. So basically, there are these things called capacitors in electrical systems such as those that are in these types of toys. Capacitors are designed to make sure the system doesn’t get too much power from the batteries. However, in doing this, they hold some of that charge as well. So if the batteries are removed and the toy isn’t attempted to be used immediately afterwards, then the capacitors will still hold this charge. And as they age, they slowly release this charge, until eventually they get so old that they release all of their charge, without any input from the system at all, resulting in the horror stories of people removing the batteries, only to have their Furbies turn on a decade later, or sporatically if they were kept, and also why they sometimes don't turn on afterwards at all, even with batteries.

I used to have this electronic bear called "Alphabet bear" basically you'd press the letters and it told you what they were and what they sounded like. My sister absolutely hated this bear because when you'd turn it on, it would say something along the lines of "Hi, I'm Alphabet Bear! Wanna playyyy?" Sounding similar to Chucky from "Child's play".

3:13 The flatline sound made my dogs angry

I have a weird crystal-themed Furby on top of some shelves, it wouldn’t turn off when you pulled it’s tail like it’s supposed to. It would also constantly change personality like Yugi. But if Yugi had an obese 40-year old man, child-friendly angsty teen, and a Disney princess instead of a TCG playing pharaoh.

When I was younger, there were these commercials for a talking barbecue grill toy, and I remember really wanting it for a long time. When I finally got it for my fourth birthday, I was super excited for about two days, until I realized the thing creeped little me (and everyone else in my family) out. It stayed turned off in closets for a while, until I stopped seeing it around. My stepfather has told me that he still remembers waking up in the middle of the night in our apartment to a deep man's voice talking in the other room. He started sneaking towards it, and nearly had a heart attack when the thing called out "Come and grill with me!" in a distorted, batteries-dying voice. It was thrown out the next day.

7:44 that is no kid that is a T-1000

I HAVE ONE OF THOSE DINOSAURS, it moved by itself. now it just stares with a tilted head and an open mouth like something out of fnaf

respect to matt for saying all the spelling errors amazingly and also doing the furby voices incredibly well.

The fact that you frequently cautiously glance at your furby like “please don’t sacrifice my kneecaps..” Really just says how everyone is collectively terrified of these hellspawns.

3:35 this is got to be my favorite story I’ve ever heard

When I was younger I had this off-brand blue Furby thing that I got for Christmas. I played with it for about a month before I got bored and tossed it under my bed. Then, during summer when my cousins would fly over from the UK so that we could see each other, my youngest cousin (who was 4 at the time) somehow found the Furby under my bed, brought it outside, and proceeded to throw it in our swimming pool. As soon as that thing hit the water it just started screaming at the top of its lungs and saying "AAAAAAAAAAAAA ME NO LIKE" for roughly half an hour before sinking under the water. After they left I fished it out and hit it with an axe just to make sure it was dead.

Matt Rose is like the office nobody in that one show that suddenly gets tons of screen time for whatever reason and the writers pull his whole character out of the ass. But I'm not complaining I actually love it ... Matt call me

My grandma had a soap bottle that played audios of the characters from The Secret Life Of Pets. So every time you dispensed soap, it would say something like “You’re so pretty” or something I can’t remember. It worked for about a year, but now every time you dispensed soap, it would make this weird, corrupted “Uuurrrggghhh” noise, it still scares me.

The main thing I learned from this is that the only thing worse than being haunted by a ghost is being haunted by an _illiterate_ ghost.

I know that furbies are owls but a Freddy fazbear one would be perfect.

We had a children’s walker that sang the abc’s when you pushed it. Of course after we had all grown up, my parents decided to keep it in the corner of the basement. We went in the basement all the time and the thing sat there quietly, as it should. One day when I was 12 I went down there with my best friend to play a game of cabbage patch and suddenly the walker ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROOM started moaning like it was dying “æaáa…..bBbb….çCč….Deëeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-.” Before it promptly died. We both ran upstairs terrified and told my mum. She figured the batteries were running low and went to go show us so we wouldn’t be scared. She opened up the back so she could replace the old batteries. Except it was empty. We threw out the walker after that.

Matt is gonna milk this series for everything it worth and I ain’t mad about it

I have a Beanie Babies “Monstaz” named Willy. He sat on my shelf for years and I used to press his chest heart and he would say stuf in a high pitched adorable furry voice. We painted my walls purple back in summer break I think, and when I put my stuffies into a box to the basement for safekeeping, I pressed the heart. He started screeching. Metal screeching. For a full minute I ran around the house in utter terror asking for my dad my brother and my mom to help. When my dad finally went to help, he turned off.

I used to have a game where you could import your own music. So me and my sister tried that, but for some reason, the game played it really slowly. Somehow, it made the snaredrum in Christina Aguilera's "Candyman" sound like whip lashes...

My friend had a Furby a couple years back. I went to visit their house for a sleepover one night, but I woke up at about midnight to find that the Furby had tapped into a radio report of a murder. It was staring into my soul from its shelf, like it was saying "you're next". They didn't believe me, but two days later, they lost track of the Furby. They still haven't found it. Edit: So we found the Furby. It was half-melted in the woods behind my house, with a crayon in its mouth and a firecracker beside it, letting out its dying screech. Needless to say, we made sure it was dead with a baseball bat and personally saw it off to the garbage truck.

This sparked a childhood memory for me When me and my sisters were young, we had a furby to share, I think it was black and it would always burp and fart like an alcoholic dad. One day it kept coughing and sneezing until it closed its eyes and died, right in front of us. we changed the batteries but that didn’t help, that fucker died because it was an alcoholic I just know it!

When i was a kid I had won a fairy wand at a festival in our town. I picked it out because it had a huge butterfly on it and would light up with a bunch of colors but I didn’t know that it talked. Later, when I was playing with it I accidentally hit the button that made it speak and it started singing that “ai yai yai i’m your little butterfly” song and it scared the shit out of me. When we I got home I hid the wand in the back of my closet and my brother would dig it out ever so often just to torment me.

My furbie broke 2 years ago, I woke up last night to it saying "He'S cOmInG" in a drunk Elmo voice.

When I was around 9, I loved furbies because my mom wouldn’t, and still won’t let me have any real pets. There were two incidents. One time on Independence Day I took my furby to my grandmas house. I turned it on, and it proceeded to make this loud hissing noise. We left it in the car when we went to see the fireworks. We came back an hour later, and it was still rocking back and forth making that noise. It lasted the entire car ride back. Another day, my younger neighbor was over at my house with my little brother. I brought out the furby, and he proceeded to swing it around and drop it. The furby let out this horrifying screaming noise as if it was either in anger or agony, or both.

I'm late to this furby party, but I (plus my sister and some friends of ours) will never forget mine. We still bring it up from time to time. We were already pretty creeped out by the toy, despite the fact that it was functioning "normally", so we decided to have a "furby horror short story contest" among us. Mine was a furby being possessed by demons and described a scene where one started chanting in some backwards demon language in a deep scary voice before attacking the victim. The victim went to remove the batteries only to discover there were none. As soon as I finished reading it and been declared the winner MINE began rapidly doing all it's motor functions at once while saying "YUUUM" over and over and over. We (all girls) are screaming bloody murder while I have a hell of a time wrangling it to unscrew the battery compartment and remove them... but it KEPT GOING. Only thing that changed was the "YUUUM" turned into this demonic sounding voice speaking in tongues. I chucked it down the hall, it kept going and going while we're huddled at the other end freaking out... FINALLY we mustered up the courage to go stomp the lil devil to death.

1:35 Baby talking Taaattletaaail!

When I was like 8 I had this pink bear that said “I love you” when you squeezed it. When I was sleeping with it, it randomly said in a slow and terrifying voice “I love you” I screamed and woke my parents up and they threw it away xD

I once had a duck toy that sang twinkle twinkle little star until the batteries ran out one day. It would randomly sing twinkle twinkle little star, but slow way the fuck down resulting in a corrupted demon like chant. I soaked it in lighter fluid, and watched it burn. . .

My folks had gotten my nephew and I a talking Mike Wazowski toy back when Monsters Inc. came out. Completely forgot about it until one day about a decade later during band practice when, from behind our drummer, comes the voice of Billy Crystal from a pile of boxes. “I’ve got my *eye* on you.”

Plot Twist. Furbys are SCPs and are completely sentient.

Your cat saw the furby and said, "F off you demon-"

I had a Furby that was normal for a while but one day when the church bells randomly started ringing he said “he is coming” and was then silent for a week or so

I never had a furbie, but my brother used to have this bear statue thing on his desk. It would play music when you pressed on its foot. One day I went into his room to grab some markers and it went off. I hadn't touched it and it didn't even play a song. I remember it clearly, it said in a old smoker type voice, "Hey you." I was terrified and didn't even grab the markers. To this day I don't know how or why it did that. Bonus story: My grandma gave me a white polar bear toy, it looked extremely realistic and played some realistic noises of a bear growling. One day I went downstairs to grab something for my grandma, and since I was terrified of it I left it down there. I went into her room and quickly went to grab the thing she wanted, and then it growled, "GRRRRRROW!" I immediately ran out of the room and gave what she wanted to her. I then went to my room and proceeded to cry my eyes out for almost an hour. We also eventually got rid of it, and as we put it in a trash bag it growled and made more bear type noises. I'm still worried its not dead, I feel like it always comes back. I mean once it did come back but yknow whatever. Update: The bear is back and I am scared.

I had those toy checkout scanners and it made a beep sound whenever you pressed the button . One night instead of making a beep sound I heard this grainy old woman literally say “ Beep” . It sounds hilarious today but I was terrified as a kid

When I was a toddler I had a toy train with a bear inside it, if you pressed the bear it would say something along the lines of "Let's go!". One day, I accidentally stepped on it and it began moving. I think I had nightmares about that toy. Around this same time I owned this potty training thing that was yellow and had the face of a duck, When it recognized pee or basically any other liquid, it would play a chiptune version of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. I was about to go to sleep once, and the thing began playing. Turns out some rain had gotten on it while it was outside. (Before this I had another one of those but it sang Happy Birthday and just then stopped.) Last but not least, I had a small yellow piano thing. It was normal, but it had these buttons that would say the names of certain foods like hamburger, ice cream, etc. Eventually, its batteries began to die, so every button was broken except Hamburger, which was now just Ham.