After an unusually undisturbed night, Ty was jolted awake by the fairy's insistent voice. "Shouldn't you be waking up now?" she prodded, her presence a gentle yet insistent wake-up call in the low light of dawn.
Ty grumbled, his voice muffled in the darkness as the fairy buzzed with energy and nudged his cheek. "Come on, wake up. The sun... or suns are already up. You should get some reading done--to me, I mean, for you."
"And how do you know the sun's up? Also, did that old man ever come back?" Ty muttered, still clinging to the remnants of sleep.
The fairy glanced around, her energy undiminished. "Nope, I haven't seen him at all. And, uh, well, I just haven't been able to sleep. I've been getting these jitters all day as if I'm about to see something exciting!"
She continued, apology and excitement sharing her voice. "I snuck out and watched the sunrise. Or just explored the city a bit. There were huge boats off the coastline with so much amazing stuff.
