A childhood belief about toys

I believed that an evil version of Mickey Mouse lived under my bed, and when i was asleep my good version of Mickey Mouse would have wars against the evil one. One day i found my good Mickey had been kicked out of bed and lying face down on the floor! this was it for me, the evil Mickey had won and i had to sleep on the couch for the next few weeks in terror that i was next! Or until i was certain that the other toys in my room had won the battle.