The next day dawned bright and cheerful as the sun peeked out from behind fluffy white clouds, casting its warm light across the sky.
At the Osborn Family Mansion, the massive doors to Arthur's bedroom creaked open just a tad.
A sneaky shadow darted inside, glancing around cautiously before tiptoeing toward the enormous bed.
With a sudden burst of energy, the figure crouched down and leaped onto the bed with a thud!
Arthur, sprawled out and sleeping soundly like a log, jolted awake as an unexpected weight landed heavily on his stomach.
His eyes flew open wide in shock, and he gasped for air.
"Ahhhh! Cough! Cough!" He coughed violently, nearly choking on his own saliva as panic set in.
"Big brother! Wake up! The sun is already out!" came a cheerful voice from above him.
"Ugh! Cough! Cough! Liz, why did you do that?" Arthur groaned as he slowly sat up, grimacing at his little sister perched on his stomach.
