It was 8:14 in the morning. Cross and Ink were sleeping in their bed. They had already been dating for 3 years since the events of Underverse. Cross woke up before Ink and looked at the alarm clock on his nightstand, he yawned and thought he could sleep a few more hours hugging Ink:

"He looks so sweet when he sleeps....."

Cross yawned and turned to Ink, hugged him and tucked him in, then settled back down and went back to sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep, so he stayed using his cell phone, surfing the networks while talking to his friends. the Bad-sanses. Cross sighed in relief at not having to put up with his nightmare boss' bad mood. Cross whispered in Ink's ear:

"heh, I must admit that I'm lucky to love you and that you love me."