Dorian: "Zzzzz..." Me: *Le snuggles* Dorian: *Sudden jump in bed, whapping my nose with his chin.* Me: "Ow. Bad dream?" Dorian: "Minecraft dream." Me: "What happened?" Dorian: "A creeper fell on me."
"I'm sorry! I broke it! Don't leave me for the toast."
Dorian: "Thirteen dogs." Me: "What?" Dorian: "Thirteen dogs, they're spawning." Me: "Minecraft? It's okay, just walk around them." Dorian: "Not Minecraft. Not playing. They're SPAWNING..."
Dorian: "Mmmph...I found it!" Me: "Found it?" Dorian: "The slide...and the fondant."
Me: "Okay, sweetie, I need to get up." Dorian: "You should get up."
Dorian rolls over, pins me to the bed with one arm, rests his face
against my hand, makes a happy, contented sigh, and falls asleep. We
rest like this for a few minutes, then I gently try to wake him again. Me: "Dorian...I need to pee." Dorian, without waking: "Oh, ok. You should do that....but not in the bed, go to the bathroom." He does not stir. Minutes pass. I wiggle out from his arm, without waking him, but his head is still in my hand. Me: "Dorian, honey, I need to get up and pee." Dorian, angrily: "COMMUNISTS!" Me: o_O