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Wot time is it already?
Hunter, was deep in sleep.
This time, the leader of the group of wayward clones on the run from the Empire, well settled now really on the island of Pabu and so Hunter being sound asleep in a very bad position by the kitchen table of their new home.
It was never good to fall asleep where ever one fell. As despite being enhanced and all and yet these days, the falling asleep was from completely different reasons than it had been during the war and even when the team was still out there, homeless on the run, still, it was bad for the ole body to fall asleep just anywhere, not in a good bed.
Now, they had a home, a good one at that, with all of them retired or semiretired on the island, and so, sleeping in a bed was no longer considered a luxury.
These days though the getting on in years was showing some ever even if it was hardly slowing any of them down. But the days were sunny and warm with lots of fun filled activities not to mention helping around the island building and rebuilding homes and what nots to do, as there was always something to be tinkered with. A good thing for sure.
Even building new boats for both leisure and work. Fishing!
The fishing having become a thing for the whole lot of them after Wrecker’s rather enthusiastic sell that one time of it being great fun and good to eat too.
Alas Hunter, after having cleared the kitchen after yet another family dinner as it was his turn, usually enjoyed the quiet moment with a beer or some tea late in the envying when everyone else had gone to bed only ending up falling asleep right then and there, by the table.
And last night had been no different.
It was there where Echo, being first up as per usual had found him.
Not wanting to wake up the still snoring Hunter, not too early, Echo simply placing a blanket on top of Hunter while retreating back to his room for some reading with a mug of caf in his hand.
It was there also, where Crosshair and Tech found Hunter all covered up with a blanket some time later. The two heading straight to the caf maker as per curtesy of Echo’s brewing it. The duo simply picking their own mugs and leaving Hunter there asleep. After all, he deserved his sleep, no matter where it was.
Crosshair though, just had to let the smell of fresh caf linger close by with a hint of a devilish grin on his face.
“Let the sleeping bear rest, Cross!” Tech warned him, Hunter hardly stirring from the heavenly smell, sound asleep.
“Guess the ole enhanced senses ain’t what they used to be!” Cross chuckled.
Well, it really did not matter much anymore. Hunter really did not need the headaches of said enhancements anymore.
And so Hunter continued his blissful sleep. But Crosshair leaving a glass of water and some painkillers beside Hunter, just in case there would be some aches and pains when he woke up.
Wrecker was up next, followed by Omega and Batcher in tow.
The trio making a ruckus as per their usual, headed for the beach for an outing on the seas in the morning hours.
“We need to pack some snacks!” Wrecker boomed.
Batcher was jumping eagerly around the two when they entered to the kitchen.
“Oops!”
“Shh… he’s sleeping.”
“Yeah, I can see that.”
The two tried to be as quiet as possible while packing their stuff for the day, dropping something in the process. But thankfully Hunter simply let out a loud snorting snore before continuing his sleep.
Omega though, getting a pillow for him before they left, just in case Hunter desired to sleep in, seeing as his head was hanging oddly on the table.
“Yesterday really got to him, huh.”
“It was a long day.”
The two then tiptoed out leaving Hunter to his slumber.
Some time later Hunter finally stirred, cracking his eyes open. Smacking his lips and then smelling the caf from the machine.
Blissfully though and unaware of all the action having happened around him, Hunter stretched before getting up noticing the blanket and pillow and medicine there though. His family caring for him as they did. And so with a smile on his face forming as Hunter finally got up and to his well earned caf.
“Ah, the good stuff.”
Heading out to the balcony with his mug finding three of his family there sunning themselves in the morning warmth.
“Sleep well then, eh Hunt?“
“Well, it was good. Not bed good though, but yeah, a peaceful rest.”
They all laughed. After all, this wasn’t the first and most likely not the last time Hunter would fall asleep where he dropped. Literally.
The others making sure Hunter was at least a little more comfortable than not. Usually. If hey made their way to the kitchen during the night that is, which they all usually did at some point during the night.