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Author's Note: Yay, another little one.

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30 Minutes

Alone in the light blue hue of Grand Central Station in the early morning Surge Protector took a glance at his wristwatch in the midst of his patrols. Unlike the characters in the video game consoles he got to power everyday he never went to sleep so it was his job to make sure everyone got up on time before the arcade opened.

With a satisfactory smile to see it was the right time to start getting everyone up he sent a small volt of electrical charge down each wire.

Following one of the blue sparks it zoomed down the tunnel of Hero's Duty where upon reaching the entrance it spread out across the starting positions, a mass of barren wasteland, up the tower and the military base.

Equally spread out among two wings more than forty grown men were asleep in their own private rooms, most snoring others drooling, hurried out of their beds accustomed to getting up early. At the opposite side of the stronghold in her secluded quarters there was a much less enthusiastic response to such an early rise.

Tamora groaned and peered through a gap under the covers that spread across her single bed.

"I've told Surge a million times Hero's Duty doesn't need a wake-up call. We all get up half an hour before work not an hour! It's scheduled to get those ladies ready in the shortest time possible. This just gives them an extra time to mess around." She protested, annoyed.

From her side a sleepy voice replied. "He just likes to make sure we all get up on time."

Tamora frowned, realising she wasn't alone, as she had so thought. She rolled over as Felix did and the memories from just hours ago returned to their minds clearing away the confusion and dreamy haze in an instant. She couldn't help the sly smile appearing on her lips at the sight of the 'honeyglow' in Felix's cheeks.

"Hey," she whispers.

"Hi," Felix dreamily sighs in reply, a lazy grin plastered on his face.

He brings up a hand from under the sheet to gently brush some of her blonde bangs out from her view. Tamora closes her eyes and hums contently at his touch. Her arm sneaks around him and pulls him closer. His hand slides down from her hair to her hip while she rests her chin on top of his head all the while he places feather light kisses on her neck and collarbone.

"If I'd had known you were going to treat me this morning I would have asked Surge to wake us up earlier."

Felix chuckled and stopped his signs of devotion to glance up at her. "Not so grumpy about this extra thirty minutes now are we?"

Tamora looked down at him and smiled. "Nope."

She effectively sealed his lopsided grin with a kiss which Felix happily returned.

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