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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[governorkang]

[Kang is out like a light, and one of his wings has somehow ended up draped over the side of the bed. He's also half-snuggled up to something very warm.

And he's snoring a bit. :|]

[deep_sky_diving]

[Tess is warm! And probably using Kang's other wing as a blanket]

[governorkang]

[Well, it's certainly big enough to be a blanket. He snorts, shifting a bit.]

[deep_sky_diving]

[Tess squeezes up closer and mumbles nice things in her sleep]

[governorkang]

[Still out. Still snoring. He is ttly thinking that the person next to him is Fonrar.]

[deep_sky_diving]

[she tugs the wing against her, abusing it as if it really were a squishy blanket]

[governorkang]

[Okay, ow, that kind of hurt. And his subconscious is only now beginning to notice that this person is too warm and soft to be his mate.]

Stop. [Sleepy mumble]

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

[ She normally sleeps next to a working engine, so the snoring doesn't bother a bit. Kaylee cuddles sleepily back into the warmth. Better than a hammock, this. ]

[governorkang]

[Heat is nice. Heat is very nice. Have his other wing draping itself over you, Kaylee.]

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

[ Even better! Kaylee mumbles happily in her sleep ]

[governorkang]

[But... wait a minute. Something's off here. This body is too warm and too soft to be Fonrar. Too short, as well.]

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

[ Doooooooesn't even notice something might be off ]

[governorkang]

[He shifts, mumbling something quietly and snorting.]

[f-u-im-a-human.livejournal.com]

[That warm thing would be a dragon. Her tail, one wing, and a rear leg have ended up hanging off her own side of the bed and partially on the floor. The other wing is tented over Kang. She shifts slightly in her sleep.]

[f-u-im-a-human.livejournal.com]

[That warm thing would be a dragon. Her tail, one wing, and a rear leg have ended up hanging off her own side of the bed and partially on the floor. The other wing is tented over Kang. She shifts slightly in her sleep.]

[governorkang]

[He shifts as well, mumbling something.]

[f-u-im-a-human.livejournal.com]

[An eye cracks open...]

"Seven 'ells!"

[Hisk jumps, wings flaring out to keep her balanced but mostly getting her tangled in part of a sheet and flopping off on her back, undignifiedly. Flailing, as it happens, makes it worse.]

[governorkang]

[What the hell there is a dragon in his bed. A dragon the likes of which he's never seen before.]

Lost gods!

[Dammit where's his sword D:]

[f-u-im-a-human.livejournal.com]

"Kang?!"

[Hisk scrambles to her feet, a sheet still hanging off part of her, trying to get the spines along her body to lie flat. Her wings stand half folded, far from relaxed but definitely not all spanned out. Agh how did this happen wat wat wat!]

[governorkang]

[There it is.

....

Hold up.]

Do I know you?

[That voice is oddly familiar.]

[kawalskyeffect.livejournal.com]

[...Now that doesn't feel like a woman. Kawalsky opens his eyes. Definitely not human.]

WHAT THE @#$%!

[governorkang]

[Kang's eyes snap open.

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WHAT.

TTLY FALLING OUT OF THE BED NOW AND SCRAMBLING FOR HIS SWORD.]

Why the bloody #$@& are you - what in the Abyss is going on?!

[Have some curses in Nerakese, Charles. :D]

[kawalskyeffect.livejournal.com]

[Dear God, where are his PANTS? Thank God he's wearing his boxers.]

I've got no #%$@ing clue. What the @#$%! What the @#$%!

[governorkang]

[Yeah, dude, you've got a wicked-looking flamberge pointed at you. :|]

This has to be a damn nightmare.

[kawalskyeffect.livejournal.com]

[Kawalsky has found his pants and is now scrambling into them.]

Put that @#$&ing thing away! I didn't do this and I HOPE this is a nightmare because this is $%@#ed up!