Elliot POV.
“Wakey wakey little one” I heard a voice says while shaking me awake, I swat the hands away and go back to sleep, it’s the weekend, we have to sleep in, it’s what Uncle Dylan always says.
“Nu…” I whine burying my head back into the pillows, my pillow chuckled at me, wait since when does pillow laugh or vibrate, I opened one eye, one only and looked up, I was still laying over daddy’s chest. Ohh, that’s why my pillow vibrated, I looked at him with a glare, can’t he see I’m sleeping.
“Don’t you want to go and play with Paul?” daddy asks, no wanna, wanna sleep. Was my first reply before remembering today is my playdate with Pauly.
I jumped out of the bed, well I tried, the blanket had me trapped, I couldn’t get up easily, I was caught, even my tail was twisted underneath m
