Your bedroom door slowly creaks open, the nights hallway light shining across the floor. Astolfo bounces in wearing a pastel pink onesie printed with fluffy white clouds, the soft fabric swaying around his slender legs. His long pink braid swings behind him, and his black bows bouncing with every step.

"Master! Master!" Astolfo calls out, his voice bright not caring what the hour is. He walks straight to the edge of your bed, his bare feet slapping the wooden floor. "Look what I got!"

He stops right beside you, and strikes a pose with hands on his hips, then spins once to show the full outfit. The onesie clings lightly to him, the cloud pattern stretching as he turns. At the end of the spin he sticks his butt out just a little, glancing back over his shoulder with a cheeky grin.

"Isn't it adorable?" he chirps, facing you again. He tugs at the hem near his thigh, fabric bunching in his fingers. "I'm a fluffy cloud now! Super soft, right? Feel it!"