Ed POV: Morning in Maeve's new room
I woke up slowly and just laid in bed. I felt as if I had just slept on a cloud, and I didn't want to get up. I figured my alarm would go off soon and I'd get up then. I moved a bit and my eyes shot open when I felt someone else in bed with me. I turned my head and saw Maeve. To say I blushed was an understatement. I felt as if my face should be on fire. I was laying on my side, and my auto-mail arm was over her head, which was snuggled deep into my chest. I could feel the occasional breath she made. We were on top of the blankets, so I just had to look down to see that she and I were intertwined. And her tails were covering the view of our legs, and each was curled around me, having a hold of me, from my lower back down to my legs. One was clutching my auto-mail foot.
I counted her tails and could see 5 of them again. I sighed, glad she was able to regrow it. But now I have to figure out a way to get away from her. One of her arms was folded between us, but the other one was gripping my arm, which was holding her to me. Oh wow. I make all kinds of moves apparently in my sleep. But awake, nooooo I was the friend.
I heard the door to the room open, and saw Al poke his head in. I whispered screamed at him. "Help me!!" Al nodded his head and clunked over to the bedside nearest me. "How brother? She's all..." He whispered, gesturing to how she was wrapped around me. I glared at him and thought of something. "What time is it?" I whispered.
"It's 7:30, I was just coming in to wake you guys. Mustang changed the time to meet him to 9 after I told him this is the first time Maeve's slept in 7 months." I nodded. "Then that means she needs to get up too, right?" I asked in a normal voice. Al thought about it, then nodded. "Yeah. You should try to wake her."
"Okay, WAIT what? Why me? We dont know if she's a morning person or not yet! She could kill me!"
I heard Maeve moan against my chest, and her tails moved off of me. Being freed, I hopped off the bed to hide behind Al. If she got mad Al would live through her assault, I wouldn't. She rolled till she was face down, and she curled her arms and legs beneath her. Her ears and tails were all floppy. Then she turned adorable.
She raised her butt up, and stretched her hands forward. Her tails all stretched too. And as she yawned, her lips making a perfect 'O' as her ears went back. The whole movement reminded me of a cat waking up from a good nap. Then she rolled around a bit, which was also cute, and rolled to the edge of the bed and looked up at us.
Surprised, she squeaked. But she recovered quickly though. "Oh good morning you guys. Wow I actually slept. And it was a good sleep too." She yawned again, and got off the bed. Al turned on his Asshole Little Brother mode then. "What about it was good?" He asked. I glared at him.
"I felt warm for once. And I didn't wake up scared, covered in blood, nor was I chained anywhere. In fact, I feel as if, well you'll laugh at this..." Al and I were doubtful we would be laughing. She used to wake up chained and bloody? No wonder she refused to sleep.
"Well, I felt like I was being watched over. All night long I felt as if I was finally safe. And...." She looked pointedly at Al, she was feeling something, but needed Al to clarify and name what the feeling was. "You felt that you were home. You felt as if you were loved." Al whispered softly. I stiffened. While I really, really liked that Maeve felt that way sleeping, it doesn't mean she likes me or anything. All it really mean is that she could feel that I cared for her, and would do anything for her while sleeping. Awake she didn't seem aware of it.
Maeve nodded her head. Then she looked up at me, and saw my wrinkled clothes, and I watched as she put the pieces together. "OH! I feel asleep on you, didn't I? I'm sorry Ed. I did say that I might pass out last night, but I didnt think I'd do it on you." Embarrassed, I rubbed the back of my neck, which suddenly felt itchy. "Ya it's fine. I don't mind."
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