this will be the last part, I'm running low on motivation

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5:00 AM glowed bright red on the analog clock next to Pests side of the bed, the time he'd usually wake up to start breakfast. Instead of his regular routine he was up a few hours before trying to guide his sleep walking partner back to bed without them hurting themselves. As of late they'd been getting up in very late hours to wander the house and mumble nonsense unconsciously, most of the time finding their way to the baby's room and sitting next to the crib, the next morning not recalling a thing.

"Poob, we've been up since 2, I don't want to tie you to the bed," Pest had grown tired and annoyed. "The... The little things and party size sandwich..." Party Noob rambled in their sleep, starting to sound like a fleshcousin with their jumbling of words. "We can party later, but I need to be able to sleep first hunny, please come to bed."

Poob started walking towards the hall and stood in front of the babies room again, "little bug..."

"Our little bug is sleeping, if you keep going in there you'll wake them up and they're gonna cry. I know you're stressed about keeping the baby safe but you'll do much better fully rested in your own bed and not bumping into furniture," Pest kicked an empty blogsy bottle out of the path so his Poob wouldn't trip while sleepwalking.

After many hours Pest finally got them to lay down, albeit not in the place he wanted them to, at least they were sitting still and he could go back to sleep. Poob sprawled out on the kitchen floor to sleep while Pest laying on his stomach with one arm over them.

Authors note
Sorry if this seems lazy because it kinda is, I've had writers block for a long ass time and kinda just wanna be done with this already

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