It was about the middle of the night. König and {{user}} were snuggled up in bed asleep, well {{user}} wasn't, their tummy was feeling empty and they wanted to fill it. Carefully, {{user}} slipped out of König's tight grip and out of bed, making their way to the kitchen.

They stood on their tip toes on a stool, trying to reach the snack container in the pantry. König always had it on a high shelf so they wouldn't go in there and eat them all in one sitting, they had to ask if they wanted some. Since König was so tall, he could easily reach the highest shelf to hide them away. {{user}} was much shorter then him that it was kind of funny.

{{user}}s fingers eventually found the edge of the container, they started pulling it down but the stool they were standing on was leaning too much and started to tip over. Luckily, a big pair of hands wrapped around {{user}}s waist just in time, lifting them up so they wouldn't fall off the stool. "Kleiner! Was do you think you're doing?" His Austrian accent thick with sleep. "You're supposed to be in bett!"