The next morning, Mark awoke to find his bed was a bit fuller than when he had gone to sleep the previous night. Chica was sprawled out across the foot while Dark and Anti were practically sleeping on top of one another next to him. Both snoring rather loudly. It was all Mark could do to keep from laughing as he grabbed his phone off the nightstand; activating the camera, he took a picture of them.
Oh man, this is so going on Instagram, He thought as he got up and went to the bathroom, shutting the door behind himself.
When he returned, Dark and Anti had shifted into a clearly more comfortable position. Holding each other as though they were lovers. Mark couldn't resist. He took a few more pictures before daring to wake them up.
"Five more minutes," Dark grumbled, sleepily.
"More like ten," Anti muttered, snuggling up even closer, "Mm, so comfy. . . Wait. . ."
Mark howled with laughter as realization finally dawned on the two. They were awake in an instant and immediately scrambled to opposites sides of the bed, disturbing Chica in the process.
"I'll just leave you two to figure things out," Mark declared when his laughter finally subsided, "Come on, Chica."
Stretching and yawning, the retriever obeyed her master. Leaping down off the bed, she happily followed him out of the room.