A/N: First fanfiction of the new year! Yay! I do not own The Care Bears or anything associated with them.
"Secret, wake up! Secret!" Secret Bear stirred slightly, rolling over onto his back. Somebody was shaking him. "Come on, Secret Bear, get up!" The voice was vaguely familiar, as though he always heard it. He heard it everyday actually. Wait. Secret rolled over onto his other side, opening up one eye. He looked up into the face of Friend Bear, who was standing over him, chuckling. "Boy, Secret Bear, it sure takes a lot to wake you up; you're a sound sleeper." She laughed again, causing him to smile. "Come on, I'll make you breakfast. We have a caring mission today."
Secret watched his friend as she made her way over to the kitchen, getting a mug down from the cupboard. He reached his paws up, putting them behind his head. Sometimes it was nice to just watch her as she puttered around the kitchen in the mornings. He had been roommates with Friend for a year now, and everyday was the same: he'd sleep in; she'd try and try to wake him up, finally succeeding; she would laugh and give him a smile before heading to the kitchen; he would watch her for a bit—
"Come on sleepyhead. Get up." Friend stood in front of Secret, her hands on her hips, mock annoyance on her face. "We're supposed to meet Tenderheart at the Hall of Hearts in five minutes." Secret lazily glanced up at the heart shaped clock on the wall… five minutes! He had to get ready! He jumped out of bed, almost knocking Friend over.
"Whoa! Slow down Secret Bear. It's just five minutes; we have plenty of time. Tenderheart will wait for us." Secret nodded vigorously, then headed towards the bathroom. Halfway down the hall, though, he remembered something. He turned around and almost ran back to Friend, throwing his arms around her.
Friend hugged back tightly. "What was that for?" Secret pulled away from her, then cupped his hands around her ears, whispering something. She smiled. "I agree; it's nice to get a hug in the morning. Especially from a friend." She smiled as Secret hugged her again, then waddled off to the bathroom.
Secret emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later, ready to start the mission; but first, breakfast. He was hungry!
"Hey, there you are. I made us breakfast." Friend placed two steaming hot plates in front of herself and Secret. Secret sat down at the table, inhaling the tantalizing aroma of the pancakes. He smiled at her appreciatively. "You're welcome," she said with a smile. He cut a piece of the pancake, popping it into his mouth, grinning as he swallowed. "Good?" He nodded.
Suddenly, Secret remembered something. He set down his fork, then motioned to Friend excitedly. "Oh? You had a dream last night?" He nodded, standing up to act it out for his friend. He made a punching motion, then wiggled like a snake, trying to make his eyes look red.
Friend Bear smiled. "You dreamt we were fighting Dark Heart?" Secret nodded. "You and me, or was it all of us?" Secret made a wide sweeping gesture with his arms. "All of us?" He nodded. Friend smiled. "Did we win?" Secret held out his arm, acting like he was brandishing a sword. He jab the sword back and forth, then threw the sword down, clapping his hands together, waving them over his head in victory. He sat back down at the table, waiting for Friend's response.
"It's good to win in dreams." She laughed. "Especially when it's against Dark Heart." Secret nodded, taking another bite of pancake. "You know, I have dreams about Dark Heart too sometimes." Secret's face fell. Friend smiled, reaching across the table, putting her paw on top of his. "It's okay Secret Bear; the dreams aren't as frequent anymore. Are they for you?" Secret stopped mid bite, thinking. He shook his head. "That's good. And hey, we did beat him, remember?" Secret nodded again; how could he forget? Dark Heart was the worst villain they ever fought; aside from the demon that possessed Nicholas.
Friend removed her paw from Secret's, getting up from the table to clear the dishes. Secret stared at his empty paw, taking one last bite of pancake. "You ready to go?" Friend was standing over him again, watchful as always; Secret looked up, nodding. "That's good. Now come on, we're late."