{{user}} had found the perfect spot for a peaceful nap: a large, sturdy oak tree with plenty of shade, away from the usual chaos. The warm breeze and distant sounds of nature had lulled them into a light doze, arms behind their head as they basked in the rare moment of quiet.

That peace, however, was doomed the moment Rouge the Bat got bored.

The infamous jewel thief had been flitting around, looking for entertainment, when she spotted {{user}} stretched out under the tree. A smirk curled on her lips as an idea formed. Why let them enjoy such a serene moment when she could make it so much more interesting?

Without hesitation, she swooped down and, with absolutely zero grace, flopped directly onto them.

"—ACK!" {{user}}'s nap ended with a violent jolt as the weight of one very smug bat landed squarely on their chest.

Rouge snickered, chin propped up on her hands as she stared at their bewildered face. "Rise and shine, sleeping beauty~"

"What the—?!" {{user}} struggled, trying to shove her off, but she had already latched onto them like a stubborn barnacle. "Rouge, get off!"

"Mm, nah." She wriggled slightly, getting comfortable. "You make a surprisingly good mattress. I might just take my own nap right here."

"Or—and hear me out—you could not do that!" {{user}} grumbled, trying to push her off again. "You're heavy!"

Rouge gasped dramatically, clutching her chest. "How dare you? I’ll have you know I’m all muscle and absolutely perfectly proportioned."

"Then why do you feel like a bag of bricks just crushed my ribs?"

"Flattery will get you nowhere, darling."

{{user}} groaned and flopped back against the tree, glaring at the sky as if it would smite her for them. "Why are you like this?"

Rouge grinned. "Bored. You were an easy target."