Last, but certainly not least in this grouping of partner fics, is Joe and Gomamon! Seal time!

Morning light touched my eyes, which opened slightly to see sunlight pouring in through the closed windows, under the cracks in the blinds. I yawned, wishing, once again, that my paws would reach my eyes so I could rub them.

Sometimes it was hard to be a seal. Not that I'd ever tell Joe that. And he thought he had problems: schoolwork, lessons, tests, making a salad. I couldn't even reach the door to get out of the room! I could always find a way to blow it up, but, well, I don't think he'd appreciate my antics.

I hated mornings. Mornings were when it got bright again; not that I minded the sun, but I hated getting up before noon. Sleepyness and bright lights just don't match together. Plus, mornings are when Joe goes to school, and I'm left home alone with an air conditioner and a stack of candy under the bed…it might be relaxing, but I'm no good at loading up the computer, so I might as well stay asleep…

Looking at the clock, I sighed. It was only 8:30. Joe would be at school, and I would be alone by myself…

A loud growl interrupted my thoughts. What was that? It sounded like an Ogremon, but I couldn't be sure. I lay still on the foot of Joe's bed, listening. Now I could hear a gentle breathing, like someone was asleep.

Ugh. What a great way to start the morning…facing a monster. Why on Earth does Joe complain about his hardships?

I started to turn, and stopped when the sound came again, a growling, almost a…snoring? That wasn't right. Did I really look that pathetic that I wasn't even a good foe? When I heard the snoring again, I waited for a few more moments, than turned all the way around, facing my attacker…

…and then hitting him on the leg. I would never get used to Joe's snores! He was asleep, his glasses on the nightstand, looking entirely out of it. He had been finishing up homework all night. Aw, poor Joe. At least he didn't wake up when I hit him…

Wait. It was now 8:34. About an hour after his middle school started…I started to panic. Did he honestly forget to turn on his alarm clock? No wonder I had gotten such a nice sleep…usually I jumped alert when that first sound of ringing came. But Joe was still asleep…not a good sign. He was late. Really late.

"Joe…Joe…get up," I said, trying to be quiet in case his parents' were still at home. He didn't listen to my command, I guess.

I tried again, a little louder. "Joe…Joe! School started already…! Come on!" He still snored on.

He wasn't this hard to wake up in the Digiworld! I guess that was because of the hard ground, but, still….come on, he freaked if he missed a few points on an extra credit assignment. And here he was, sleeping in!

"Joe! Joey! Jyou, Ja, Jim, Kido, Kid, Kit, Kite…Joe! Get up already!"

Apparently it was going to take more than yelling to wake my partner up from his little nap.

And, of course, as a seal, I would have to find something creative.

First I tried jumping on him. Let me say this—jumping on Joe is boring. No good spring, not nearly soft enough…okay, so I was comparing him to his bed, but, well, I had that liberty! My own comparison! He just rolled over, sighing a little bit. There went Plan A.

Plan B was more elaborate…it consisted of a few straws, a piece of string, the air conditioning vent, and a clever flipping of a switch. But apparently my contraption didn't work out as planned—I turned on the AC, collected some cold air inside the straws, made the cold air travel through the straws and down to Joe's back (clever maneuvering on my part), and then a string around the straws so I could make them blow up and down. Simple, huh?

What really happened was this: the AC turned on, started spouting out hot air (okay, so it was winter…maybe I had yet to learn the difference between the AC and the heater? So what!), and then the hot air got out through vents where the straws connected, thus making my plan useless. The string part worked, but I think it was just giving Joe a massage.

Okay, okay, so that was a fail. Um, what else to do? I tried one last thing…

Another series of clever maneuvering on my part. I managed to turn on the computer (go me!), and, going on a video site, found the harshest metal song I could find. I then turned the speakers to full value, and, well…my hearing went out a bit after that, but it was pretty loud. I'm sure the Kido's are going to be getting a nasty complaint from the neighbor upstairs…

Of course, once the song ended, and my hearing came back, it was 9:01. And Joe was still fast asleep.

"Ugh! Joe, just get up! You are late for school!" I yelled in frustration.

And, to my great surprise, he sat upright. "What!" he yelled, looking at the clock. "Ah! Why didn't you get me up earlier?" He started to pull on clothes.

I just sighed in amusement. At least now I knew how to wake him up…and a half hour was wasted.

"Good ol' Joe."

Joe looked at his wall, a frown etching his face. "Uh…this is today, right?"

I nodded. "The one and only."

Joe turned to me. "Um, Gomamon," he said, looking relieved, "Today is a Saturday."

I laughed. "I know!"

He stared at me, annoyance starting to set in on his features. "You knew it was Saturday, and you still woke me up? Why?"

I laughed again—I should do the wake up call more often! "Because I wanted to find the best way to make you wake up. And pretending you were late for school gave me a reason to see you jump."

He grimaced. "Gomamon. I cannot believe you."

"Better believe it, buddy, because I'm here to stay!"

He cracked a smile. Good ol' Joe.

A ring on the doorbell alerted us. Joe, now fully clothed for nothing, went to see who it was. I sat on the bed, laughing. A few minutes later, he came back.

"…Gomamon?"

"Yep?"

"Why is the person that lives above us complaining about loud rock music blaring out of here about ten minutes ago?"

"Um…it's Saturday?" I played him the song.

He looked at me in disbelief. "I slept through that? Wow. Just…wow."

"Yeah, I thought the same thing.

Why? My sister is currently taking a nap. And I needed a prompt…yeah, I just wanted to. Okay?

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