You First Thing In The Morning (No, actually, I don't.)
This story is unique in that I wrote it while in class, on FF. I couldn't resist. Plus I was bored. NOTE: My segments are out of order due to me wanting to write this one now. I may add a list of order-to-read on the first page.
It was the insistent poking of his foot that did it. He could put up with just about anything else but that was just - just irritating. He pushed himself up into a sitting position, glaring at the woman at the foot of his bed. She was giggling uncontrollably and he was reminded of something Livinia had said more than once. Something about him looking like a deranged cockatoo when he first woke up. David had thought it was funny until he'd pointed out that they were twins and how did Davey think he looked first thing in the morning. That had shut him up.
He scowled darkly at Parker, really hoping that this was not going to become an early morning ritual.