The weight on his legs woke him up that cold morning. Now, Snake was a light sleeper, always prepared for something wrong to happen. Meanwhile, Finny was an extremely heavy sleeper. In fact, the small blonde stayed snoring, unaware at the weight at the foot of the bed. Snake sat up a little. Though there was no point seeing as Finny wouldn't wake up anyways, Snake sat up cautiously to look at the mysterious things. Not much to Snake's surprise, there sat a pile of his snakes. The whole lot had made themselves comfortable, curling up close to one another to stay warm.

Emily poked her head up, seeming to be aware of Snake's tired gaze. I apologize for waking you up. They wouldn't stop complaining about the cold so they went here and I followed. She explained. None of them listened when I told them to be careful.

Snake sighed. "I really don't mind, you know. You just startled me. Make sure to ask beforehand, okay?" He really just wanted to lay back down and pull Finny back over and sleep, so he tried calming the snakes down as quickly as he could.

The red snake gave a hiss of approval. Oscar sat up next. How come we didn't wake him up? He asked, staring at Finny.

Glancing at Finny with a sigh, Snake said. "Hardly anything can wake him at this hour. I've tried but he blocks me out." He rolled his eyes. He smiled a bit when Finny mumbled something and then began snoring again.

At this point all of the snakes were sat up, gazing at the sleeping Finny. I think he's dead. Oscar said.

He is not! Emily hissed loudly. Are you not paying attention?!

I like Sunflower. I hope he's all right. Wilde stated, sitting up taller to make sure Finny was all right.

He's breathing, Oscar. Donte insisted.

As much as Snake enjoyed their amusing arguments, he was getting extremely tired. Just as he was about to let his exhaustion consume him, Finny sat up, rubbing his eyes.

"Wha's goin' on...?" He asked with a yawn. He gazed at the snakes, confusion lighting in his tired eyes.

See? Alive. Donte flicked his tail towards Finny.

Snake rolled his eyes before looking at Finny. "It's nothing, Finny. The snakes were cold so they came in here." He explained. He tried nudging Finny back down but the blond wouldn't move. "Just go back to sleep, love. We don't want you exhausted in the morning."

"I thought Bard turned on the furnace for 'em." Finny completely ignored him, eyelids fighting to stay open. "Plus the foot of the bed is probably still cold. They can come up here with us." He offered, giving his pillow a gentle pat.

At once, the snakes began hissing their agreement and began moving up to where the two were. Snake tried laying back down next to Finny but found Oscar, Bronte, and Donne where he was sleeping.

"All three of you need to move." He grumbled, scooping them up and putting them on the other side of him. He tugged Finny over to his chest and settled his chin on top of Finny's head. He chuckled softly when he heard the three snakes complaining as they found a new spot to rest. "Tomorrow's gonna be exhausting..."

Finny yawned and nestled close. "It's fine. Goodnight." He gave Wilde a gentle pat on the head. "Goodnight to all of you guys, too."

"Impatient to get back to sleep, hm?"

"I'm tired and so are you, Snakey." Finny pouted. "Plus your get grumpy when you don't sleep well.

Snake chuckled. "All right, all right... Goodnight to you too. Get as much rest as you can."

Could you please quiet down?! We're tired! Oscar hissed in annoyance.