WAKING UP!

[twin-fans.livejournal.com]

Your character is in a nice, warm bed, wearing their bedclothes (or lack thereof) of choice. It's comfortable, it's fluffy, and it's great...

Unfortunately, someone's in bed with them. They might roll over and accidentally cop a feel before waking up fully, they might notice the heat on their backs, but whatever the case may be, there's someone in there with them. They could easily remember the night before, how that happened, but...

Where's the fun in that?

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[morphitudinous]

[Billy is dressed, thank you. In fluffy blue flannel pajamas. And leaning up against something warm, because these rooms are always drafty for some reason.]

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

::Warm, yes. Warm is good. He's squeak-purring, curled up...well, burrowed kind of under there with his head half-on a flannel-covered arm::

[morphitudinous]

[He sighs with contentment and gently rests an arm around the warm thing. He might rub its back a little too.

This one's an unrepentant cuddler in his sleep.]

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

::Half-a-sleepy blink. Twitch of an ear. Purrr. Curl up more. Oh dear, yes, mutual cuddle::

[morphitudinous]

[Consciousness is slowly returning. He first holds his companion tighter, then cracks open an eyelid. Huh? Opening both blurry eyes now, spotting a small blue form in his arms. When did he...]

Renne? [Might be subtly inching away, in case Renne feels threatened]

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

::Yawn. Purr-trill. Blink. A few seconds later, the ears twitch forward:: Bee? Eeeee?
::Another blearly blink. Nose-twitch. Is that a...why, yes. It's a little flash of 'happy'::

[morphitudinous]

Hey. [Still kinda sleepy, as evidenced by the yawn.] When did you get here?

[Not that he minds. He'll just carefully roll onto his back now, slightly embarrassed.]

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

Eeee. S-lee-pee.

::Almost-shrug. He doesn't quite know when. Squeaky yawn. And..hm. Yes. Burrow. Or try to. Purr::

[morphitudinous]

What time is it, anyway?

[No, he's not going to get up to find out. It's a rhetorical question.]

I should get to work, but... [If Renne's conscious and still wants to burrow close to him, he can. Billy will just move an arm back around him now, and curl a little closer. His sentence finishes with a quiet hum.]

[brainy-bot.livejournal.com]

[Awkwaaaard. Brainy is trying to figure out the best course of action to get free and find out what's going on without making Billy freak out. Please stand by while he computes...]

[morphitudinous]

Mmm.

[Cuddling close to the solid thing's back now, burying his face into a shoulder. He'll regret this any second.]

[brainy-bot.livejournal.com]

[His computations are getting thrown into a loop by the part that keeps pointing out Billy is hugging him. He's not even sure why, since he's not very huggable to begin with. Probably better to try and wake the man up and find out what's going on.

Brainy extends one arm to swing around and prod Billy's shoulder.]

....Billy?

[morphitudinous]

[Pfft, who cares. His tastes will rival Cassie's soon.]

Hey...[grumbling sleepily. Something's poking him. Okay, okay, he'll wake up and stare at a blurry blond head, with green blobs on the side. Ears, most likely. And that voice could only mean...]

Brainy? [Oh snap, lunging backward and nearly falling off. He's clutching at his chest and breathing hard.]

[brainy-bot.livejournal.com]

[...that isn't exactly the reaction he'd expected, though at least Billy isn't hugging him anymore. Brainy rotates his head to better look at Billy, because it doesn't occur to him that that might not be the best thing to see first thing in the morning.]

Yes. I was wondering if you knew how I came to be here?

[morphitudinous]

[Oh, now the blurry head has eye-shapes for him to squint at. Awesome. He stops to think and calm himself down.]

I don't have a single memory that might be useful. I fell asleep alone in my own bed after a long night in the lab, and then I awakened to find you here. Or...I'm almost certain I did. Perhaps I'm still asleep.

I fully apologize for the intrusion. [Sets about straightening up his appearance, trying not to think about what he just did.]

Do you have any pertinent memories?

[brainy-bot.livejournal.com]

[Brainy frowns and shakes his head.]

No, I don't even remember going to sleep actually. Just waking up here. And I don't think either of us would have consciously sought out the other.

[morphitudinous]

Then maybe there's some physical evidence. [Evidence that he'll have to see in order to seek out. Cue clumsy nightstand-searching for glasses. He really should've had that surgery.]

I'm glad that you're all right, but...I can't help but wonder who would place us in the same bed, or why. GLaDOS, maybe, but this seems to be beyond her capabilities.

[feelnothinatall.livejournal.com]

[Ahava doesn't mind bed-snuggling at all and shifts a little closer to Billy.]

[morphitudinous]

[His pillow smells nice. That it's actually a head of hair doesn't quite register. Billy sets an arm on her side, exhaling softly in his sleep.]

[feelnothinatall.livejournal.com]

[Ahava's hand drops down to press over his and she makes a soft, pleased noise in her sleep.]

[morphitudinous]

[Mmm, so comfortable here. His sluggish mind doesn't want to wake up. The bed is soft, the blankets are cozy, there's someone in his arms...

...wait a minute, that last one is weird. His eyes open to a squint, and he doesn't fully recognize the blonde head. He's definitely sure he didn't consciously share a bed with anyone. Panicking, he tries to carefully slide away, intending to wake her up when he's safely off the bed.]

[feelnothinatall.livejournal.com]

[The movement chases away the last of the cobwebs and Ahava rolls over to blink at Billy in sleepy amusement.]

Good morning.

[Luckily she's wearing a white cotton nightgown, so Billy's saved from too much embarrassment.]

[morphitudinous]

[H-how is she so calm about this? They're in bed together (thank goodness they're both clothed) and he can't remember how on earth it happened, or any sequence of events that would logically lead to this. That confusion is playing across his face now.]

--Ahava?

I'm sorry about this. As absurd as it must sound, I honestly can't remember how we ended up here.

[feelnothinatall.livejournal.com]

[Billy's face is the perfect picture of confusion and Ahava is trying really hard not to laugh at him.]

I can't either, actually. But I don't think we would have done anything if that helps. You're a little young for my tastes, Billy.

[morphitudinous]

[If you laugh at him, Ahava, he will pout. He doesn't quite see the humor in this yet.]

Right. [Running a hand over his pajama top now, perhaps a little embarrassed.]

But why would we share a bed? Were we inebriated? Incapacitated? Experimented on?