Wake Up Call
Gentle winds blew outside, imitating whistles that could be heard from the inside of the Tux household, where the brothers slept peacefully on this peaceful Saturday morning.
They had slept in the rooms in their base, where they shared one massive room together with bunk beds. In contrast, the rooms in the house would be separate from one another, but despite so, some would sleep over at another's room with them.
On one of the bunks slept Rico. A gentle snore. He groaned, slightly awakening, only to roll in his bed to gain more refuge from the cold in his blanket. A relieving breath of air left his body, snuggling into the comfort of his sleep. Suddenly, much to his dismay, he felt another being climb onto his bed.
"'Iiiiico! Wake up, big burther!" a happy tiny voice trilled.
Rico opened an eye. A pair of big eyes that seemed to radiate innocence came into view, small hands pressing Rico's cheeks playfully.
"Wake up! Let's play!" Private hollered, swaying Rico's shoulder back and forth.
Rico grunted, closing his eye. He rolled over to face away from the five-year old. Such a way to brush Private off proved to be pointless as Rico could sense the tiny boy make his way to see his face again. But Rico protested, keeping his eyes closed. Sure, he'd love to play with his baby brother, but not right now- they just came from a tiring mission last night!
The man's thoughts were abruptly cut off. His eyes shot open upon feeling a new sensation.
"Goddamnit, Private…" he thought, a smile cracking on his lips.
Private, knowing just how to squirm his way into each of his brothers' hearts, had begun to kiss Rico's face all over rapid-fire. Rico couldn't help chuckling, seeing Private's big smile as he continued, trying to get Rico to follow want he wants.
But no. Rico wasn't gonna go down like that. The man allowed for a few more seconds, giving the child one last chance to back off. When he didn't stop, Rico swiftly used his arms, clinging to the blankets, to engulf Private in. He held the squealing child in a hug under the warmth of the covers. Turning the tables on Private, he planted several smooches on the boy's cheeks and cute little nose.
Rico slowly stopped, ruffling Private's hair, stirring an adorable giggle out of him. When he felt a hand place itself under his chin, patting it, Rico opened his eyes, raising a brow as he smirked mischievously.
"Kuyaaaa! Let's go play!"
Rico cackled at the name. "Kuya." It made his heart melt, sure. But his mind was set on staying in bed. He gave one last peck on Private's nose, and snuggled in comfortably into the bed, holding Private as if he were a stuffed animal. He closed his eyes, nuzzling his face into Private's messy curled hairs.
Private struggled in his hold, whimpering as an attempt to wriggle his way into Rico's heart. But to no avail, as he watched Rico ignore him, falling back into his sleep.
The young child continued to try to escape, only to give up eventually, cuddling up to his big brother and accidentally falling asleep as the warmth grew on him.
As Private had gone quiet, breathing gentle and calm, Rico peeked, opening an eye, seeing the child that nestled into his arms. He snickered victoriously.
A quiet clapping broke out in the room. Rico darted his eyes around, finally seeing the heads poking up from the other bunks. There, on the bunk above his, Skipper's head popped out, looking down at him with an amused grin.
"Wow, soldier, I gotta say that's the quickest I've seen anyone disarm the boy's charm strategy," he complimented, stirring small laughs from the others who also watched.
"Alright boys, let's do this," Skipper began, jumping out of his bunk and onto the floor. The others followed, Rico as well, placing Private down and tucking him in and using extra pillows to form a protective barrier around him.
"Operation Birthday Boy is a go, guys," Skipper announced as they had all walked out of the room, closing the door behind them.