Sportacus woke up to the sound of birds chirping, to his surprise he was in his bed. "Was that a dream?" He muttered, as he got out of bed and checked his clock "It's eleven! How did I sleep that long?!" He yelled. "Nice to see you up so early" said that voice from last night. Sportacus turned to see an apple on the floor "So you were the one talking to me last night?" Sportacus said, completely dumbfounded as he picked up the apple. "Who else? Nobody but me lives with you" "But why were you hiding in the dark last night? How did I end up in bed?" The apple looked at him and sigh "I carried you to your bed, because floors aren't suitable for a good night's rest" "Well... thank you apple" Sportacus said, and looked at the apple.
