Sleep. It's something I do eighty percent of my life... not that I even know what eighty percent of anything is... but I'll get aroudn to learning. I feel the sun light hit my face but still I don't wake up. I'd be crazy to move after tangling myself with the warm body in front of me. As silly as it may sound, I make sure to entangle my legs with the other body's legs in order to keep the body from running off.
Boy was I wrong.
Feeling the bed shift beneath me, the warm body suddenly leaves my comfort and it takes me a moment to register in my sleepy mind. Eventually I crack open an eye to look at the empty space beside me. I murmur my owner's name softly, obviously expecting an answer... but when I get none, I open the other eye to glance around the room, even too lazy to lift my head at the moment. I yawn rather loudly, figuring I shouldn't worry too much and that he'd be back soon... but that little voice in the back of my head that makes me cry sometimes with the mean things she puts in my head suddenly tells me that I should get up to look for him and make sure he comes back.
Silly I know, I don't even know what a thought is...
My lavender ears suddenly perk up in attention as I hear the chaos coming from downstairs and in the hallway... and I find myself smiling. Although I've been woken up from such a peaceful sleep... I like hearing the chaos that goes on through the Brotherhood house. It means that my teammates are there... and I'm not alone. That's definately a relief... Wanda's still there, and so is Pietro, I just heard them bickering downstairs. Although I can't hear anybody else at the moment... I figure closing my eyes and going back to sleep is a definate option.
I had just begun to doze off again when I hear the screaming and shouting again from downstairs. Oh if I had th energy to get up I'd--... really... let... Pyro teach them a lesson. Yup, that's what I'd do. But for now... sleep. At least that's what I had planned when the house suddenly started shaking... nope, still nothing. I refuse to get up. Pyro always did say I'd be able to sleep through an earth quake. He was right!
I hear the door being opened. My eyes are still closed, not even having the energy to keep them open. I can tell by the smell who it is... Pyro. He did come back! I can't help but smile ever so gently as I keep on "sleeping." Or at least that's what it must seem like to my owner. I know his every movement and I don't even need to open my eyes. My lavender cat ears twitch in response as he walks past the bed as though they reacted to his movement. Figuring this is a good time as any to finally drag my lazy butt out of bed I go to make a move but find myself simply stirring instead. That hadn't been my plan at all! But what if I don't get up and Pyro leaves? What if I don't catch him in time and then-- and then-- a sudden tremor -- alot harder then the last one-- suddenly shakes the entire household... and I for one reason or another thank Lance for that.
That tremor had stopped my constant flood of thoughts and I'm grateful. Then I hear more shouting and screaming, and yet another loud crashing sound. I love it. No matter what this is my home now, here with the Brotherhood, and with Pyro. I can now hear Mystique's voice from down the hall, shouting at my teammates for the noise.
Ever so slowly I finally lift my head up and glance over at my owner who's seated on the windowsill. He's looking at me and all I can manage is the tiniest smile imagineable... I know now that Pyro will always be there when I wake up. I don't have to be afraid he'll leave me... at that moment I hear more screaming and shouting from downstairs. My head suddenly falls right back down into my pillow, already out like a light as a tiny smile forms itself across my lips.
It's good too be home... especially with our typical mornings.
-End
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