A good night's sleep was essential to become an creditable hero! Most nights, Cynthia was out like a light in under a minute or two and she would never stir until the morning light peaked its way into her sleeping quarters; tonight, however, was different. The feeling of her bed shifting under a weight that was not her own woke her from her slumber. Just as she was about to scream out and attack the possible assailant-
Turning her head to see who it was, she recognized that the intruder was actually her very own mother! "Mother!? You almost scared me silly- what if I had attacked you?" she was honestly concerned. She would never be able to live with herself if she harmed her mother for whatever reason! "...So, what are you doing here, mother? Other than to give me a smooch, that is!" she exclaimed, trying to be somewhat quiet so she did not wake up anyone else. Finally, she scooted up a little to plant her own kiss on her mother's forehead, grinning like a small child.