Gambit
Gambit was woken by a handful of certain baby fuzzles jumping on his bed.
After he scared them with his startled cry, he sat up and shook his head.
"And how did I get roped into fuzzle-sitting, hmm?" He said. "Red! I blame you!"
But Red knew that Gambit wasn't really mad.
As Rogue was on camp, she had asked Gambit if he would mind taking care of Liberty and kids for her. Well, he figured he could, and it was probably fair seeing as Red was the father. And in any case, Red was missing Libberty and the kids.
"Should probably let you guys hang out more, huh?" he had thought to himself.
So after this rude awakening, Gambit reluctantly got out of bed to feed the eager balls of fur.
He sincerely hoped they weren't going to make a habit of waking him up like this.
It was a wonder Rogue got any study done.