Beep Beep. Beep Beep.
The sound of a call coming over the personal terminal rang throughout the small apartment. The soft groan of a male was mixed in as he was awoken from his sleep. He sat up and swung his legs from the couch that he had fell asleep on placing his feet on the floor, he stands up stretching his arms out and over his head hearing his joints crack back into place before making his way across the room. With his first couple steps he lunges over three bumps that were covered by several blankets. When he was in the clear he made his way over to the terminal sitting down in a chair and presses a key to answer the call.
"Yes, yes. Who is it?" ask the still half-asleep male.
"This is General Ironwood speaking. Did I disturb your sleep Crimson?" replied the General as a cold joke.
Crimson gave a yawn and covers his mouth. "Oh no, not at all. I knew that it was you and just decided to take my time to answer your call."
The General only gave a cold stare at Crimsons humor. "You know that I'm never in the mood for jokes young man. I have a mission for Team CRNG." He leaned back in his chair and interlocked his fingers. "You'll be receiving your orders within the hour and I'll expect nothing less from you. Ironwood out."
The screen goes black as the General signed off as Crimson gave a soft sigh and rubs the back of his head before standing back up giving his arms another stretch. He makes his way back over to the three bumps in the other room kneeling down and reaching out to shake one bump then moving to the other two. "Girls, girls. Time to wake up."
The three bumps moved slightly as one voice spoke up with a soft groan. "What time is it?"
"Like I said before, it's time to wake up.
Another voice spoke up from under the blankets. "No, like what time is it on the clock."
Crimson looked up at the clock that was above the couch that he was sleeping on. "It's after 5 a.m."
There were three groans under the blankets as the third girl finally spoke up. "Give us a few more hours."
He reaches down grabbing a hold of the blankets and starts trying to pull them off but the girls pull them back down not wanting to leave their warm spot. "Come on girls, we've been given a mission."
"Who cares about a stupid mission?" asked the first girl.
"We don't." replied that other two girls at the same time.
Crimson finally gave up and let go of the blankets as he stands up and makes his way towards the kitchen turning on the light. "Alright, I guess that you girls don't want any breakfast then." He opened up the cupboard pulling out a quick bake mix package placing it on the counter then opens the fridge taking out a thawed out tenderloin laying it on a cutting board. "Guess I'll have some maple scones and venison chips all to myself."
In a flash the blankets flew up into the air as the females dashed up to the counter with each of them sitting on a stool. He gave a soft smile as he see the three faunus' sitting down with their tails wagging since he knew that they loved his cooking. Since the girls were just asleep they were only wearing their bras and panties but Crimson only shook his head lightly as he started to take out several utensils to begin their breakfast.
As Crimson was making breakfast he spoke to the girls. "Don't forget to get cleaned up before we go on mission girls."
All three of them sat up straight in their seats and spoke in one voice. "Yes Sir."