There's something about the rythmic, soft murmur of the waves crashing and the distant calling of the shore birds (of which he could distinguish 11 different species) that made Tech's eyelids unexpectedly heavy. Surrounded by his brothers, hearing Omega and Wrecker's occasional cry of laughter... he couldn't determine a situation in which he would feel more safe and relaxed. And so he closed his eyes, falling asleep faster than he had anticipated.
"...now wouldn't it be a shame if someone was feeling extra mischievous today?" Omega thought to herself. Turning to her left, lips pressed in a smile, she discovered Wrecker mimicking her expression. Apparently, he had just read her mind >:).
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