It was a warm, sunny day on Wumpa Island. Crash was just starting to wake up. with a yawn and a few turns in bed, crash finally gets the energy to fully wake up, as he starts to take his sheets off. Crash tales if right foot out of the sheets first and places it on the ground. Then his left foot sees the light of day as crash slides it off of the bed and onto the ground, making a light tap sound. Crash then stands up and yawns once more then smiles, as he knows it will be a great day.
Coco, Crunch and Aku Aku were all away, and Crash was home alone. As crash slowly walks across the bedroom, his feet kind of drag across the floor, making a slight scraping sound. the soft soles of crash's feet makes the sound slight, as with rough soles the sound would be much louder. Crash reaches the end of the room and opens the bedroom door, walking down the stairs and into the living room, where he was greeted to quiet emptiness, which crash loved. He loved to have the house all to himself. It gave him perfect chances to do all the things he couldn't do if Coco, Crunch and Aku Aku where home.
Crash went into the small section of the living room that the whole gang called the kitchen, and he served himself some cereal in a bowl. After serving himself breakfast, he sat down on a chair in the living room, bye the fireplace, which was not burning anything at the time. Crash sat down and placed both his feet on a footstool. One on top of the other. Crash's feet were that of a normal human, five toes on each foot. He did not have feet resembling that of a normal animal, since crash was created this way by Dr. Cortex. Crash, eating his cereal, wiggled his toes a bit as he ate, flexing them and stretching them since he had just woken up and gotten out of bed. It felt good when crash wiggled, flexed and stretched his toes.
Crash was nearly finished eating his cereal. the window beside him blew a warm, yet enjoyable breeze through his fur, as he ate the last few spoonfuls of cereal left in the bowl. Looking outside at the warm, bright, sunny trees, the sand on the ground, the wildlife around, Crash had a few thoughts in his head. thoughts of how he could make this day in which he was home alone great. He wouldn't have to deal with nobody. It would just be a perfect day where he could do whatever his heart wanted. And so he thought about going for a nice walk through his favorite part of Wumpa Island, as he ate the last spoonful of cereal and swallowed it down.
Crash then took the plate to the kitchen sink, and left it there. Then crash walked to the closet sitting just next to the stairs that go up into the bedroom, and retrieved his old pair of shoes that he loved so much. He took the left shoe and gently put it on his foot, his sole sliding across the sole of the shoe, making a raspy sound. He slid in his entire left foot and tied the shoelaces and did the same on the other foot. Crash stood straight up and pulled up his pants a bit, then walked right out the front door and he stepped foot outside. Crash new he had a great day ahead of him.
