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// Morning Routine 
// Story: A Day in the Life of Tempest 
// by Tempesttheblindpegasus 
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	Tempest woke up slowly, the warmth and light of the sun peeking through his curtains.  The heat of the morning sun is what woke him up, as it usually does on warm Spring days.  The blind Pegasus sat up, yawned, and stretched.

“What time is it?...” he seemed to be talking to no one in particular, but he was asking a small fruit bat that was sleeping in the corner of the bedroom.

The fruit bat opened one eye and looked at the Pegasus, then squeaked once and promptly closed its eye again.

“Dangit, I slept in… Again…” Tempest hopped out of his bed and stretched his wings, the pale-ish purple feathers reflecting some of the sunlight from the window. “Get up, Flitter, we have a ton of things to do today…”

The bat squeaked again and wrapped its wings tighter around itself, not wanting to leave its comfortable perch.  Tempest walked over to the bat and bumped the wall next to Flitter, scaring the little bat and making him fall.  Fortunately, its natural instincts kicked in and it saved itself by opening its wings.  It hovered for a few seconds before flying up to Tempest and landing on top of his head, squeaking quietly in complaint.

“You are quite possibly the laziest bat I have ever encountered,” Tempest muttered as he walked to his bathroom. “Get washed up, we’re going to go see my mom later today, and I want you to look your best.”

Tempest closed the door to his bathroom and walked to his shower.  Flitter hopped into the sink and turned on the water.  They both washed themselves and got ready to take on the day.