Chromatober|A FMS Prompt Challenge by LoneRanger253|Written by me

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Wow, would you look at that, I posted incredibly early for once!! I stayed up all night. I had to do something nice for Light okay 😭 I don't know why, but I'm feeling fluffyyyy!! Maybe it's sleep deprivation:3

Another short one, but that's okay! Short and sweet!

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Another long scouting mission was over. Light and a small group of his elite guards finally made it back to Colourless Headquarters. They were greeted warmly by every guard who was on dawn watch that they passed by, with news of their return spreading faster than they'd expected it. They were all exhausted, having travelled without stop for most of the night, so sleep was the one thing on all of their minds.

Eventually, they all split up to head to their rooms to rest. Light wished them all a good night...well, morning now he supposed. With a stretch and a yawn, he continued on his way to his office, which in turn led to his room. When he finally got to his room, he set his belongings down and threw himself down onto his bed, a small grin on his face.

Before he dozed off, however, he realised he'd have to write a report down on how the scouting mission went. With a groan, he forced himself back up and back out into his office, seating himself down at his desk. He grabbed a few sheets of paper and a pen, beginning to report all they had found and all that they had seen.

The task was monotonous, and he kept getting lost in thought, thinking about how excited he was for the next meeting, which was later that day, in which he could announce his return. He wrote and wrote, feeling himself almost doze off a few times. Whenever he would nearly doze off, he would get up and pace around his office before returning back to his desk to continue writing his report down.

Eventually, however, sleep caught up to him. It always does in the end. His eyelids were so heavy, along with his head, he couldn't resist setting his head down against the desk. The pen fell loose from his grasp as he finally drifted off into a peaceful slumber in a not so comfortable position.

He was so out for the count that when he awoke hours later, he hadn't noticed when someone had apparently come in and moved him to his bed. He sat up, rubbing his eyes, looking around confused, yet overall... rather grateful for whoever it was. It reminded him of his youth, where he would refuse to sleep, and then the next thing he knew, it would be morning, and he'd be in bed. Also, the fact that whoever did this probably saved him from the backpa8n of sleeping slumped over a desk.

Light sighed and got up. He knew he had to finish his report, and then he had that meeting with the Leaders, and he was so ready to announce his return. Honestly, he had a feeling today was going to be a really good day.