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Luna snuggles close and looks at him closely. "Tirwed?" she asks worriedly pawing at his chin.

She squirms slightly in his arms, then settles comfortably close. Closing her eyes, she begins to hum a child's lullaby, underscored by her soft rumbling purr.

Kero wakes the next morning with a kink in his neck from sleeping in the rocker all night long. He is alone in Luna's room, but as she is making no move to speak softly, it is easy to follow the sound of her voice to where she is, in the galley. There, she, the fairy and the phoenix are all three trying their best to make breakfast for the crew. The eggs are a little on the runny side, the toast is a bit dark and the bacon is definitely crispy, but the smell of it is far more inviting then it looks.

She sees Kerobian at the door and flies at him, ushering him to a chair. "eat... eat... eat..." she urges firmly.

"Eat..." she says firmly landing by his plate and stomping her feet for emphasis. She waits until he has begun to eat before flying off to finish making the rest of the breakfast. Since she is not allowed to use the stove, she has the fairy pouring pancake batter into a pan while the phoenix heats it from underneath. Holding a spatula in all four paws she carefully flips each cake then moves it to the tottering stack behind them. Like her tower of blocks though, it has just about made it to it's maximum height. One or two more and it's going to tumble right over.

Note: Getting off for a few minutes...goiung to dance a little...back at midnight...if you're still here, of course...wouldn't blame you for hitting the hay....

Luna finishes her pancakes and flaps over to the mess bell, grabbing it with her mouth and pulling it hard to ring it.

When he returns to the galley, he finds the intrepid trio, struggling to wash up their dishes. The pots and pans are easy, the phoenix simply burns them clean, with the fairy sweeping the ashes off them once they have cooled. But Luna is up to her neck in soapy water... literally... as she tumbles into the sink while trying to clean the syrup and food from the plates.

Luna has pretty much slept the day away because she is still not fully recovered, so when she flies into the galley for dinner she is half-asleep and more than a touch clumsy.