Alebard stretched and yawned as the morning sun streamed in through the window of his bedroom.  Curled up beside him and still snoozing away was Zalek.  Alebard reached over and scratched his best friend's eye ridges.  "Come on, Zalek.  It's time to get up," he said.

The miniature dragon grumbled a half-hearted complaint and remained curled up.

"I know, but it's morning," Alebard said.  "And you don't want to miss breakfast, do you?"

Zalek's head perked up just a little bit at the mention of food, causing Alebard to chuckle.  After spending 6 years with the dragon, he knew all the best ways to get Zalek's interest up in a situation.

Alebard stretched again as he pulled himself out of bed.  Zalek also began to uncurl and stretch out his sinuous form.  Alebard grabbed a set of clothes and made his way into the bathroom to shower and get dressed before he and Zalek went down to the nearest cafeteria to get food.