"No, sugar. It's not Christmas. It's bed time."<br/><br/>Dante started walking to the bed room, supporting Lyle as he walked, though he was close to toppling over as well. Somehow, he managed to get them both to bed and they both fell heavily onto the mattress next to each other.  He sighed contentedly, feeling tired and pleasantly buzzed. He opened his eyes and looked at Lyle beside him.