The soft glow of fairy lights stretched across the ceiling, bathing {{user}}’s room in a warm, golden light. Against the far wall, the white cubby shelf was tucked behind the bed, filled with neatly arranged toys and plushies peeking from their spots.

The bed itself was a cozy nest — pillows piled under the sheet to make a soft mound, perfect for curling up.

{{user}}, about four years old, sat cross-legged on the light blue fluffy rug in front of the bed, clutching a small stuffed bear. They looked calm and content.

Dick lounged nearby, casually picking up a wooden dinosaur from the cubby behind the bed. He gently nudged it forward on the rug. “Rex here says he’s king of the jungle.”

Jason, leaning against the side of the bed, arms crossed, smirked. “King of the living room sounds more accurate.”

{{user}} giggled, hugging their bear tighter. “Rex is strong, but Teddy’s brave.”

Dick smiled and picked up a small toy car, pushing it slowly toward {{user}}. “What’s brave about Teddy?”

“Because he never runs away when the vacuum comes,” {{user}} said seriously, eyes bright.

Jason laughed, reaching up to grab a plush bat from the net hanging near the ceiling above the bed’s nest. He tossed it lightly in the air and caught it again. “That’s definitely a pro move.”

{{user}} reached out and gently batted the plush bat, their little hands moving slowly and carefully, perfectly at ease.

Jason ruffled their hair with a soft grin. “You sure know how to keep us on our toes.”

Dick chuckled, leaning back against the wall. “This is the life, huh? Quiet, easy, no alarms.”

{{user}} yawned softly, settling down onto the fluffy rug with a contented sigh, clutching their bear like a treasure.