Swampy awoke as he felt Bobbi shift beside him, he always was the first one to wake up, he kept his eyes closed as Bobbi un-wrapped his arms from his waist and headed for the bathroom. No matter how difficult it was to explain to other people Swampy was sure there was no better way to sleep or wake up, in between two warm bodies, feeling their hearts beating like drums. He hummed as he went back into a light sleep, well he would've headed off into a light sleep if Danny hadn't gotten up and ruffled his hair.
"Come on Blondie, time to get up." Swampy grumbled as he sat up, pushing his bangs out of his face as he watched Danny stretch and then head off to bother Bobbi about the shower. Swampy decided to get started on breakfast, being the only really competent cook out of the three of them. As he stood, watching the pan heat up and pouring himself a glass of orange juice Bobbi stomped into the room grumbling about too short showers and pushy guitarists.
"Just eggs and toast for breakfast today, we need to go shopping for more supplies." Bobbi only waved in response as he patted his hair. Swampy placed his plate in front of him as he noticed the smell. "Is that a new cologne?"
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Sherman blinked blearily as his bed dipped suddenly, the vaguely fabulous figure stretched as it left the room. He closed his eyes tightly, trying to remember what year it was and silently wishing for Bobbi to come back because now he'd be chilly on that side. He heard the toilet flush and the shower turn on, damn it, he wasn't coming back. He turned to face Danny who instead of staying asleep to keep Sherman warm, rolled over and grabbed his glasses from the nightstand, placing them on Sherman's face.
"Come on, get up, I'm sure you have work today too." Sherman groaned, normally he did like working at the library, but he'd just recently got his friends back and was getting the best sleep in a long while. Danny chuckled as he ran off to the bathroom, no doubt bothering Bobbi again. Sherman put on his robe and meandered over to the kitchen, he was in the mood for omelettes. Eventually Bobbi was out and found a hot plate waiting for him on the table; Bobbi smiled and placed a kiss on Sherman's temple. Sherman sniffed, something smelt good, what was it?
"Smells like…Nostalgia."