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Takashi couldn't help but to chuckle. "I know. Sweet dreams to you too." He stepped away from her door, still chuckling to himself. She's infuriating, annoying, self-righteous..... But she's still my perfect choice for a pet. He shook his head lightly as he made his way to his bed, then sighed as he slid under the warm covers. He laid there, staring up at the ceiling, hands folded behind his head. So. How am I supposed to reach that unconcousness again?

Takashi shifted to roll over on his other side, and bright sunlight struck him in the face. He instantly shed away from it, growling a little. When did I fall asleep? My last thought was about how I was gonna go to sleep... I think. He groaned as he shifted to sit up and sit on the side of his bed. He sighed and shook his head, and took a deep breath. The smell of eggs, bacon and waffles filled his nose and he could feel himself drooling over it. The twins are up he thought as he stood up and streched. Nobody I know cooks like they do. He grabbed a shirt from his closet and left the room with it in hand. He made his way down the hall to Kriss' room as he started taking off the shirt he had on. He kicked her door to let her know he was there while his shirt was covering his head. "Kitten" he said as he pulled his head free of his shirt and threw it on the floor. "If you promise to behave yourself, I'll take you downstairs for some breakfast. Might even take you out for a hunt, if you're really good. If not" He began putting on the shirt he still held in his hand "you can just sit up here 'till dinner. Deal?" he asked as his shirt slid past his head.

His smile faltered a little, but he quickly pulled it back in place. No talk back, no complaints? Do shifters give in so easily? Slowly, Takashi made his way across the room to stand in front of Kriss. He unhooked the chains from her collar one by one, careful to lay the chain on the bed afterwards. "Don't worry about the chains and collar. The kitsune made it so that only my touch can unlock it. Go ahead, fight with it if you'd like. Just know that it's quite futile." He stood up and smiled, patting her softly on her head. "Downstairs then?" He turned on his heels and headed straight out the room door, leaving Kriss to herself.

Takashi stepped off the bottom and last step, and instantly he was buffeted with an euphoria of smells. Ahh, mornings. Pancakes with syrup, buttered toast, fried bacon, diced fruit... He wandered dream-like into the dining room, and was greeted with a wonderous site. There were the pancakes stacked on 4 different plates, the fruit resting in a large bowl, the bacon piled high in a baking dish... "Did I ever tell you how much I love having you two in the kitchen?" He pulled out the chair closest to his and poured 4 glasses of freshly squezeed orange juice. He set them all at their respected plates and sat down in his own chair. Without hesitation, the began to attack his plate of pancakes, stopping only to grab a few strips of bacon and add it to his plate.