Prompt #175

Henchman slowly propped the window open with their very own sandal. It was a bit difficult to slide between the thin crack in the window but Henchman would manage. And anyways, the sun was just now rising. There was no way Hero could be woken up at this time in the day.

“I hope this isn’t your sly plan to kidnap me.”

Nearly falling out of the window, Henchman’s head snapped up, only to find Hero standing in an open doorway with a cup of- well, Henchman could only assume it was coffee.

“How did you- why...” Henchman turned to face the brightly glowing red sun, then faced Hero again. “Why are you even awake?!”

“I’m always up this early.” Hero shrugged, taking a sip and making their way to their bed. They were still in their morning robes, at least, and not dressed like a grandmother in the early AMs. “Did you and Villain just...assume I’d be asleep at this time?”

As Henchman remained pathetically quiet, Hero scoffed. “Not to help you kidnap me in the future or anything, but maybe you two should do your research next time. In the meantime”- they held up their mug- “want a cup’o’joe? Promise I won’t tell Villain.”