(SEMI-HIATUS) .abnormal;;

   “ dad — “

   the sudden lack of galaxy covers on his form made him stir first, only to be tackled by his dad.  his breath left his lungs with an audible whoosh & his eyes snapped open.  yeah, he was DEFINITELY awake now.

   there’s a weak smile over his shoulder at his dad as he wheezes out a soft ‘thanks, dad’.  well, at least the birthday wake-up call was still the same, no matter if he was turning ten or seventeen.  “ uh, dad —?  i kind of, can’t breathe right now. “

               “ oh ---- whoops “

He doesn’t SOUND as apologetic as he probably should, especially with the grin lighting up his scruffy features. Nor- man rolls himself off of Simon, settling instead to lie on his side next to him, propped up on an elbow.

                “ SIMON !! Wake up, sleepy-                      head, it’s a very important day                      and you are NOT sleeping in. “

Cue Norman YANKING the galaxy-printed covers off of Simon’s still snoozing form, turning every light on in the room that he could, even opening the curtains & letting in some wonderful morning sunlight. Much like a kid, he jump- ed onto the bed & tackled his son, tickling him for added measure.

          ❛ well, NORMAN, you’re short as shit.                         —– consider yourself lucky then. there’s                  not many around these days ❜

            ❛ well, pipsqueak, i’m a DEITY. guessing i’m the first one                   you’ve came across, right ??  ❜

          ❛ you’ve got a good eye…and here i though mediums were long gone. ❜