“Sheep sheep sheep…”

“It’s time for…nap time!”

Sammy throws open the Little Miracle station you were hiding in, scooping you up in his strong arms.

You snicker and whine in protest, leaning your chin against his inky shoulder.

“Now now, it’s dangerous to wander when you’re so little…”

Sammy chuckles softly, grunting as he stabilizes you in his embrace.

He takes you right back to his office for some shut-eye, the door gently being pushed open with his foot.