Alistiar woke before the sun rose. He blearily looked out the magic window, turned over, and went back to sleep. He next woke up to some racket upstairs. [i]Ugh, can't they let a guy sleep in?[/i] he thought. He intended to go back to sleep, but his sharp nose caught the smell of food cooking. His stomach rumbled. He sighed and blearily got out of bed and walked upstairs. "Moring," He mumbled to everyone there. "Coffee please." He peered at the freshly made waffles. "Hey, did you make those for us or are they just decoration?" He said to the twins.