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Drabble the Third. more cute than a pile of sleepy kittens
With a patient stealth, the hunter stalked its prey- the man-sized lump under the blankets. Carefully it made its way into the room, remembering to avoid the creaky part of the floor. Slowly…slowly…
POUNCE!
Maes Hughes moved instantly from asleep to a laughing awake as his daughter landed on his stomach. With an exaggerated roar he grabbed Elysia and tickled her mercilessly as she shrieked in glee. When she began to tire, he rolled her into a tight hug, grinning.
"G'morin, da!" She smiled up at him in a gap-toothed greeting.
This really was the best way in the world to wake up.