Jelix/tythan: Sanctuary

Eggs

Jack huffed sourly, rubbing his face on his pillow. He had been tossing and turning for the past hour or so and he didn't really know the time. Jack frowned over to the side of his bunk, rubbing his eyes as he scowled over to the electronic clock that hung on the wall above the door.

The slow blinking of the red light stared back at him, jack could feel that if this clock was capeable of human emotions and also happened to be  capeable of expressing said emotions it would most definitely be laughing at him.

It was 3:30.

As in three thirty am, meaning he'd barely slept four hours after getting home from the city with Felix.

Maybe it was even less time, he can vaguely remember losing precious sleep to getting up in the middle of the night only to fall back asleep again after ten minutes of tossing and turning.

Only, now he really didn't feel like he wanted to, or physically could, fall asleep again.

Jack was messing with his pillow,  either as a vain attempt to fluff it up and make it more comfortable or trying to punish it for not being comfortable in the first place, either way, it wasn't helping.

Punching his pillow into the mattress,  he heard someone else getting up, followed by the annoyed grown, someone else must have not gotten much sleep, followed by feet lazily hitting the floor.

Looking over he saw Mark bending over to pick something up off the floor before half hazardly walking to the door out into the kitchen.

"Wonder where he's going." Jack thought to himself, watching as the light from the door slowly closed behind Mark.

Jack rolled off the side of the bunk, expecting to float easily to the floor and swim after his friend, instead falling to the floor from the top bunk and landing weirdly with his right fin folded under his tail and cramped between his upper body and the floorboard. Why did they give him the top bunk again? He's used to sleeping literally on the floor of the cave.

Jack pushed himself up from the ground, yelling at himself softly as he finally registered that the bracelet Ethan had enchanted for him, the one that let him swim in the air, made specifically to combat this problem, was noticeably not on his wrist.

He must have taken it off at some point while he was sleeping, he can vaguely remember his half asleep self finding it annoying.

Great. It's three in the mourning and jack is flopping around like the land barren fish he is, trying to find his magic bracelet, which is probably on his bed and holy shit how is he supposed to climb a ladder with a fish tail and why did they even give him the top bunk this was a horrid idea-

He was cut off by noticing the literal horse in the bunk under him huffing in his sleep, trying not to imagine a horse climbing the ladder with no magic Ethan-related aid.

Ok maybe he did imagine that, and t sounded hilarious, but jack wouldn't wish that on his friend.

So jack sucked it up and pushed himself up on his elbows, knowing he probably looks like a seal.

Jack huffed, knitting his eyebrows as he reached for the first ring of the ladder, dragging himself closer to the metal ladder.

Reaching up a couple rings with his other hand he pulled himself up, his tail uselessly flapping on the floor underneath him, he probably looks absolutely stupid, but he only had like two feet left to climb and frankly, he was proud of himself, those years of trying to climb the rocks on the edge of his cave really did work out for him. Kinda, he was still having a ton of trouble.

Honestly, jack was surprised he had the upper body strength to do this, or the stamina, frankly he's astonished he was able to climb a 6 foot landlocked ladder on his own.