"You know," Barrel said casually, "this is so comfortable, I could just..."

He let out an exaggerated yawn.

"...Fall asleep right here."

Shock kicked him harder.

"Get [i]off[/i], deadweight!"

Lock shifted and tried to free his arms. He dug his shoes into the floor to try to push himself out from under Barrel.

"Come oooon!" he whined. "You win!"

But Barrel simply curled his arms into a makeshift pillow. He let the pattern of Shock's kicks lull him into a catnap.

"Did he really...?" Lock asked after a moment.

"He better not have!" Shock cried.

She tried to free her other arm, and tightly pinched Barrel's leg. She was greeted with a loud snore.

"Motherfucker..."

The two older siblings tried to wriggle free. They wouldn't get their chance for a good fifteen minutes when Barrel started to shift in his sleep.