Maya yawned, stretching out across the couch, completely oblivious to the fact that her arm was waving in Ky's face, threatening to hit him as she did so. "Quit it," Ky complained, gently batting her arm away as he tried to peer round the limb that was obstructing his view of the television.

"I'm tired." Maya replied rather sleepily, rubbing her eyes before yawning again, though this time it was contagious and Ky, despite fighting it, yawned as well.

"Quit it," He repeated, wiping his eyes a little, his yawning having made them slightly watery. Maya reached forward and stole the pillow resting behind Ky's head, which promptly hit the back of the couch with a small thump, while Maya contented herself with burying her face in the soft fabric. "Hey!" The boy cried, lunging forward as he tried to snatch it back. "Thief!" He exclaimed, laughing as Maya wriggled so she was lying face down on the couch, the pillow clutched underneath her, while Ky, leaning over, attempted to prise it free.

When that didn't work, he switched to a new tactic, and managed to slither an arm under the girl, before he promptly, and quite purposely rolled off the seat of the couch, landing on his back with the girl across his chest, blinking owlishly up at the ceiling, not quite understanding how she went from face-down onto the couch to this so quickly.

Ky, on the other hand, took advantage Maya's slight pause and reached around her, grasping the edge of the pillow and yanking it out of Maya's grip, holding it above his head and throwing it backwards. As Maya jumped up to go and retrieve it, Ky lunged forward, grabbing her around the middle and tackling her to the floor, though he made sure his shoulder hit the ground first, the girl protected by his own body which absorbed the impact.

Maya still reached forward, her arm having a little more distance than Ky's and managed to brush her fingers against the fabric, smiling triumphantly, she leant forward even more, despite Ky's hands insistently grabbing at her arm in an attempt to pull it back, she caught the pillow, though Ky's hand shot up, snatched it free and launched it into the air, over Maya's head where he kicked out, his foot slamming into the pillow and sending it spiralling over near the door of the X-Scaper.

For a moment it looked like Maya was going to chase after it, but then, deciding it was too much effort, Maya simply flopped back down, rolling off Ky and lying next to him, her Pyjama top- which wasn't actually a Pyjama top, it was just comfortable to wear while she was sleeping- having rolled up, exposing most of her stomach, while Ky was actually just wearing shorts.

Ky rolled over onto his side, his head resting on the girl's shoulder while she yawned again. "Did you know if you put your finger in someone's bellybutton for more than three seconds, it's classed as rape?" He said, rather randomly, to be honest.

Maya shot him a strange look. "You're weird." She deduced, she stared at him even more when he decided to try it, beginning to count to three aloud. On two, Maya gently slapped his hand. "Quit it." Ky smirked his signature, evil smirk. "Ky!" She slapped his hand again, though she was smiling a little. She made a half-hearted attempt to wriggle away from him but he pulled her back as she laughed. "Oh, my God, Ky, stop raping me!" She exclaimed loudly, just as the X-Scaper door opened.

Both teens shot each other a frightened look, as the quietly crawled up onto the couch, peeking out over the top to see who had entered the ship. Master Boaddai, Connor Stax and Boomer were stood there, their faces mirroring each other, pale as the wallpaper behind them. Boomer, being the genre savvy person that he was, decided to break the silence. "Well this is awkward." It goes unsaid that it took quite a long time for this situation to be properly explained.