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The idea for this story came to me one day when I was having trouble waking up my ex, and I thought I would have some fun with it. I originally wrote this story last year, so some of you may have seen it posted on my LJ, or on Fanfiction.net

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Jenny always hated waking people up. There was just something about how... adorable they looked, all settled in whatever dream, or non-dream, they were having, that tore at her whenever she was made to wake up a friend or room-mate. She remembered the way Tim used to do it. He would always tickle her, just in that one special spot... No Jenny, those days are over! She shook her head, repressing the past life she had lived so long ago.

“Shane?” She walked quietly into the room, hating what she knew she had to do. “It's time to get up.” Ah... what the hell, just grit your teeth and do it! Don't be such a fucking pussy! She pushed herself, her small feet shuffling nervously to the edge of the bed. There she was, the hair a mess, and that adorable smile on her face. “Oh well, here I come Shane!” And then she did it. She jumped on the bed, making sure to land just in the right spot.

“Whazzut?” Shane jerked up, her hand flying to her hair. Mission accomplished.

“Good morning hot stuff!” Jenny ruffled Shane's hair, making it even messier than usual, and hugged her best friend tightly. There was just something about the way that Shane woke up, that just made it all worth it.

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