Meko wasn't even aware of the fact he turned into a snuggle cuddle bug in his sleep. He didn't lay with people that often. He liked that Taylor was so warm. The words he had said hadn't been a dream. His mind had been shadowed and content. It had indeed been a report. Brokenly said but a report nonetheless. The missing Masterpiece Plan report to be exact. As Scino intended...he had implanted it into the one place it could not be stolen...his adopted son's brain. It was also the last place anyone would think to look. In a way...it was almost like the old man had a feeling this sort of situation would occur. Like he had estimated a high probability of Meko being sent forward in time. What a strange twist if you think about it. It was also likely it had just been a fluke because fae lived an extremely long time.<br/><br/>He whimpered in protest when the blanket AND the warmth left him all at once. He heard the rise and shine. Grumbling in protest. BLinking away sleep when clothing smacked into him. He sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. Looking out the window. It was still dark out. Why the hell was he being woken up then. He stood up and went to the bathroom. Showering then dressed in the clothes. "What time is it? Why you waking me up before the sun is even up?" He asked. Not used to being up before the roosters even woke. He yawned and blinked sleepily. He looked a bit grumpy as he was not a morning person. He glared at him unhappily. "You evil...waking me this early." He stretched and tried to sit down and go back to sleep. Sighing when he couldn't.