She stretched languorously, being careful to avoid Cyrus as she raised her arms up above her head. She knew better than to think she could get away without waking him up this morning, but she didn’t think she’d fare any better if she woke him up with a flailing arm to the head. Prue frowned. Come to think of it, she had no idea how to go about waking Cyrus up. She smirked as a number of extremely mischievous ideas played through her head. She considered ice cubes and cold water, then had to stifle a giggle as she pictured retrieving two pot lids from the kitchen and clanging them together like cymbals. That idea was really tempting. If I’m getting punished twice a day anyway, I might as well earn it. Prue squeaked as a hard pinch gripped her bottom. “Whatever you’re thinking about doing, stop it right now.” Cyrus’s voice was gruff with sleep. Prue covered her mouth with her hands, giggling in earnest now. Cyrus groaned, throwing an arm over his eyes.
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