The first rays of sunlight began to filter through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the bedroom. Brigitte, the goddess of joy and fun, lay in bed with her head propped up on her hand, her light pink hair fanned out on the pillow. She looked at Apollo, the god of the sun, who was still sound asleep beside her. With a determined expression on her face, she spoke, “Apollo, I’ve been thinking.”
Apollo opened one eye lazily and looked at Brigitte. “Hmm?” he murmured.
Brigitte placed a hand on her hip and said, “It’s been a year since we had Solace, and I think it’s time for him to start sleeping in his own bed.”
Apollo’s other eye opened, and he looked at Brigitte with a mixture of amusement and wariness. “Are you sure about that, Brigitte?” he asked. “Solace is still so small.”
Brigitte rolled her eyes. “He’s a year old, Apollo. He’s not a baby anymore. He needs to learn to sleep in his own bed.”
Apollo couldn’t help but smile at Brigitte’s bossy tone. “Alright, alright. We’ll start transitioning him to his own bed tonight,” he conceded.
Brigitte nodded, satisfied. She got out of bed and headed over to Solace’s crib, gently lifting him out and carrying him to his own bedroom. Apollo watched as Brigitte tucked Solace in and kissed him goodnight. He could feel a twinge of sadness at the thought of Solace growing up.
Brigitte returned to the bedroom and climbed back into bed. She snuggled up to Apollo, but she couldn’t seem to fall asleep. She kept thinking about Solace and wondering if he was okay in his own bed. She decided to check on him, even though she knew she should let him sleep.
Quietly, she made her way to Solace’s bedroom and peeked in. She saw him sleeping peacefully, but then she noticed something strange. There was a tuft of curly blonde hair sticking out from under the covers of Apollo’s bed. Brigitte’s eyes widened as she realized what had happened.
She stormed back into the bedroom and yanked back the covers, revealing Solace sound asleep in Apollo’s arms. “Apollo, we agreed he would sleep in his own bed,” Brigitte said, trying to keep her voice steady.
Apollo looked up at Brigitte with a sheepish expression. “I just wanted one more night,” he said, rubbing Solace’s back.
Brigitte couldn’t help but smile at the sight of Apollo and Solace together. She shook her head and climbed back into bed, snuggling up to Apollo and Solace. “Fine, but tomorrow we’re starting the transition for real,” she said, closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep.
As the three of them slept, the sun began to rise, casting a warm glow over the room. It was a new day, and while Solace may have taken one step closer to growing up, Brigitte and Apollo knew that they would always cherish these moments together as a family.
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