I woke up the next morning in my bed back at the house. I had a vague recollection of Dad picking me up and carrying me, but I guess I faded back to sleep somewhere along the way. I was firmly tucked in, my blankets wrapped tightly around me. It was warm and cozy and I could imagine just lying here for hours. Except, of course, I was King of the Earth and in the beginning stages of world conquest.
So, at six AM, I was up and headed to the Headquarters Treehouse for a situation update and breakfast. Dad was already there going over reports. "Hey squirt. Sleep well?" He asked.
"Sure did, I barely remember you bringing me back down to the house. Thanks for tucking me in, Dad," I smiled.
He smiled back, "I thought I should enjoy it before you get too old and start telling me you can do it by yourself."
"Oh, Dad. I mean, obviously I can do it by myself… It's just better when you do it."
He laughed, "Thanks for that, son."
"So, anything new?" I asked, nodding toward the viewscreens.
