promise me you wont grow up

Rogue had been lost in the comforting abyss of a deep puppy sleep, snoring his little head off as dreams of running through big open fields beneath a star-laden sky filled his mind. So deeply was the boy sleeping that he didn't even acknowledge his mother's gentle nudging to stir them, continuing to sleep like the dead. He did, however, notice when the heavy weight of his sister flopped over on top of him. The sudden weight on his round belly made the boy grunt in groggy confusion, his sunset purple eyes blearily blinking open to peer around the darkness of their home and the few rooms they had come to know in their short lifetime. The little navy and ebony prince glowered at his sister, but was willing to let bygones be bygones and go back to sleep—until Rebel began to scramble over top of him in her mad hurry to get to their parents, clambering all over him with tiny paws pressing into various parts of his body. He yipped and snapped at Rebel's tail, swatting tiny paws at her as she went by with a super intimidating puppy growl for good measure.

"Rebel! Get offa me!" he snapped at his obnoxious sister. But as if that wasn't enough, suddenly he had her whiplike tail smacking him in the nose while she whispered something to their father. That was it! Rampage, also seeming to have enough of their irritating sister, sprung up to go for Rebel's ear. Rogue, on the other paw, focused on a much closer target. Rolling to sit up, the Klein prince aimed his tiny muzzle for Rebel's wagging tail, aiming to snap down around the base and grab his sister by the appendage that had violated his personal space one too many times now. If he managed to grab her tail, the boy would immediately begin to pull and yank her back into the puppy pile, where he and Rampage could overpower her and get their juvenile revenge.