Like a six year old ninja!

[mitochondriaaya]

She'd meant it when she said her dad was all done with his photo's. He'd gotten a bonus for finishing the tourism spread early, and bonuses were good as far as Aya could tell...but it meant they'd been here less than a year.

She didn't want to move. She didn't want to leave. And she was pretty sure the boys didn't want her to either.

That left her one option: running away!

It was really late at night when there was a tapping at the boy's bedroom window. Aya was outside, sitting in the tree by the window. If she was careful she could push the branch enough to make it tap the glass! She had a flashlight carefully tied to the backpack she was wearing, and she knew the tree by heart so it wasn't nearly as dangerous as it looked!

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[sliceitwithwind]

"You can have my bed, Aya." Braig mumbled from his pile of blankets and pillows. He wouldn't argue if she did curl up with him, though, he was already close enough to asleep that it would take another little girl showing up outside the window to get him to move.

Dilan was taking advantage of that! He'd already pulled pillows and blankets down to join the older boy on the floor, so he just held out an arm and said, "Uh huh. C'mon, lets cuddle."

[mitochondriaaya]

It totally would not be fair if they got to have a blanket nest and she had to stay on the bed! She dug her moogle out of her bag and carefully peeled back a blanket or two so she could wiggle into the blankets without kicking anyone. "I guess this is better than a pirate cave..." She yawned and draped an arm over each boy, the stuffed toy having been relegated to 'pillow'.

[sliceitwithwind]

The already snoring Braig's arms flopped out so that each of his younger friends could easily use him as a pillow, which was what Dilan was shamelessly doing. It was warmer that way! "Uh huh. You're with us."

[mitochondriaaya]

Ooo, warm pillow vs. Moogle Pillow. Hmmm, the Moogle ended up sandwiched between Aya and Braig,a soft, squishy addition as she yawned herself. "Yeah, and no pirates, which could have been bad I guess...goodnight guys."

[sliceitwithwind]

"G'night, Ayay." Dilan murmured.

Braig's response, alas, was merely, "SNNNRKKGGGGHGHHHHKKKKKTTTT" but that was normal for sleeping Braig.