[r] windowsill tulips

[daigo]

he awoke to the sound of heavy panting above him, and the heavy feeling of something pressing into his chest. the boy tore his eyes open, seeing jabberwock's long lolling tongue before him.

a grin spread across his still-sleepy face.

"good morning, jabberwock," he managed to croak at the canine, grunting slightly when it stepped higher up its chest and flopped unto him. "oof! get off me!" red tried to keep his voice low, but it was rather difficult to, considering that jabberwock was trying to lick his face off.

he wriggled under the sheets, and the growlithe followed, diving in behind him. the boy yelped, darting out from under the covers and running downstairs. realizing the missing boy, jabberwock gave a loud bark, and sped downstairs after the seven-year-old.

red took the stairs two at a time, and jumped the last four, panting from the exertion. jabberwock did the same, but its outstretched front limbs pushed the boy down to the floor with its force.

"jabberwock ... !"

red laughed, wrestling the dog and tugging at its ears playfully.

[lurker2]

hearing the noise upstairs, the boy's mother smiled. while she hadn't told jabberwock to wake him up, she had left his door open, practically inviting the canine to wake the boy up for her.

it wasn't long before he made it downstairs, clicking her tongue when she heard thump, knowing that he had jumped over the last few steps. red had to be careful, even if jabberwock could easily catch him. there was always a chance that he couldn't.

wiping her hands on a rag, she placed the plates on the table before walking over to where her son was. "good morning, red," she chimed in. the canine paused and gave a "small" bark. "and you too, jabberwock." she added wryly. "we've been waiting for you to wake up. it's time for breakfast." an apron was tied around her waist, and the smell of food radiated from the kitchen.

[daigo]

red wrestled some more, finally getting the dog off him and turning the tables on it. "hah!" he laughed, a hand firmly on jabberwock's chest as the pokémon wriggled under him. "gotcha - good morning, mommy!"

the boy grinned, his eyes shining brightly as he glanced at his mother. "what's for breakfast?" he asked, standing on tiptoe, trying to peer into the kitchen. he quickly forgot all about breakfast as jabberwock lightly tackled him from the back, and he quickly dove for the growlithe.