Poke poke... poke poke... "Ngg... what is it, Hikari...?" I grumbled as I swatted at the troublesome weasel who seemed rather urgent to wake Sleeping Beauty.  She produced a series of squeaks, and a half-laugh escaped my lungs. "Oh, of course you are hungry, why would you not be... fine, I will make some breakfast..." I groaned, pulling myself up and rubbing my eyes. "You really do not get how much sleep I need, do you?" I asked, staring with drowsy pupils at Hikari, who scampered onto the