You slowly awaken, pushing out against the masses of blankets and soft things around you. As your vision returns to you, you are given a full view of your room, essentially an enormous bed covered in all things soft and plush. You catch sight of another soft mass, though this one seems to be more composed of flesh than fabric. You recognise this pile of soft floppy flesh as Capri. He puts a hand out to greet you, his curly brown locks hanging beside his face.

Good morning, princess!