Linked AU One-Shots

11. Sleeping in

Prompt: Angry Sky

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Sky often dreamed of his days back in his Journey, back when he could set out nearly at noon, sleeping late into the day and being able to drift off not long after nightfall -- in his own bed, nonetheless. Now he traveled with eight others that wanted to leave at mid-morning at the latest, and just before daybreak at the earliest.

And by dreaming, what he really meant was wished. Not sleep. He groaned as once again changed positions. He just could not sleep lately, and having to pull the night watch every few nights certainly wasn't helping either.

"Come on, Sky! We're supposed to head out in ten minutes!" Legend exclaimed -- the pest had been coming over every five minutes the past half hour, which certainly wasn't helping his bout of insomnia. This time though, he didn't seem to be taking no for an answer. The veteran swiped Sky's pillow from right underneath his head.

"Hey!" Sky growled, attempting to grab it back from where he laid. "Give that back!"

"Not a fat chance." Legend scoffed, tossing the pillow into a small puddle for good measure. Fine then. With a huff, Sky laid his head on the cold, hard dirt. Just a few more minutes... It wasn't even like he ate breakfast or anything. "Seriously, Sky? You're unbelievable..." The sound of retreating footsteps was almost enough for Sky to think of smiling as his eyelids fluttered closed once more.

... Until two pans began clanging together repeatedly right next to him. Instinctively, his eyes shot back open, and he rolled over to his left. "Legend, you son of a--!!" He began to exclaimed, his hands over his ears, but he stopped as he saw it was not him, but Wild instead. The noisemaker stopped, pointing a pan accusingly at him. He must be feeling quiet today... how ironic, Sky could only sigh. "Two minutes. Just TWO more minutes." He growled. "Then I'll be up. I'm not like you, who ALWAYS wakes up at the buttcrack of dawn! I have better things to do! Geez!" and he once again, laid his head down, rolling over to face away from the champion.

A few moments passed, and Sky began to feel the tension begin to slowly ease from his shoulders. He guessed that he had actually gotten through to this annoyance too. Anger still burned in his chest, but maybe if he dreamed big enough, he could still manage to fall asleep anyway.

He would not be so lucky. He heard a low growl, maybe somewhere among the far away voices by the fire. He chose to ignore it, but before he knew it, the bottom of his bedroll-- along with his legs inside of it-- began lifting up with another growl. "What now?!" He complained, opening his eyes yet again to be faced with two rather annoyed canine eyes staring at him, bedroll in his mouth. Wolfie growled again before violently shaking it in his mouth, as though it was some kind of prey. Sky all but tumbled right out, rolling onto the harsh ground. That would be a start of a rather terrible, horrible morning.