8 o' clock

 It was a Monday night, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even Noah. Bones was on, my mother was occupied. Being Human was on, I was at the edge of my seat. Noah, the creature, was nestled in bed. Planning what else he could do to get me mad. Blondie was snoozing on my mother's lap. She didn't even wake when the camera flashed in her face.

Mystery was sleeping, like she always does, on top of the receiver, the thing that lets us watch TV. She was making cute little cat sounds, I couldn't resist. I took a picture of her cute little face. The flash woke her, but only for a moment. She sneezed then went back to her dream. Probably chasing a mysterious red dot that's faster than a speeding car. 

                                                                                                                                  

 Then all of a sudden, a car went by. Pip looked up to see why. He looked around for a good 10 minutes, not leaving the lap of mother dearest. The car came and went, never knowing who it was, Pip went back to sleep. Dreaming of getting that car.

It was 8 o' clock when the sleeping started. 2 hours later, not much as happened. Blondie, Mystery, Zion and Rags are still sleeping. Pip keeps shivering and waking to the sound of cars passing. Noah talks in his sleep a lot, we don't know what he says, we just know that he likes to talk.

Fin.