"This is Mikey's bedroom, Jon." She sighed. "I don't know what kind of game you're playing, but you should get back to your room before Mikey catches you in his." She grabbed a hold of his arm and escorted him down to Mikey's room. Then she opened the door and pushed him inside. "I'm sure you wouldn't want Mikey to be in your room." Then she walked to Zoe's door and knocked on it. "Time to get up, Zoe."
Jon looked around the darkened room until he spotted the bed. Mikey was in it and still sound asleep. He sat on the edge of the bed and shook him. "What now?" The boy asked him, stirring. "I moved once."
"It's time to get up," he said.
"I had this great dream," Mikey said. "And you interrupted it...two times."
"What was it about?"
"I...you..." Mikey frowned. It was fading away again. "Just...leave me alone for a while, okay?" He said.
Jon nodded. "I'm sorry, Mikey," he said, feeling ashamed that his brother was mad at him. "I promise I won't wake you up again."
Mikey headed toward the bathroom to take a shower, leaving Jon alone in the room.
