No sleep, only play!

Rogue had been so sure his stealthy maneuver had gone exactly according to his brilliant plans when he didn't see Maverick chasing after him from behind. The wide, triumphant grin of a child that thought they had gotten away with something mischievous was plastered across his lips as he giggled and ducked into another room at the opposite end of the hall from where his oversized sire had gone down, his little paws scampering over the smooth stone floors as he went to go find somewhere else to hide next. Rogue had been so caught up in his moment of success that he failed to notice the barely visible form of his keen mother hiding in the shadows waiting and watching him. The pup had only just crossed the threshold into the adjacent room before all of a sudden his paws were no longer on the ground and he was hoisted up into the air. A startled yap escaped the boy, his legs immediately flailing as he squirmed for release.

His mother's voice scolding him gently from overhead made him realize the jig was up and he had been caught. "Nooooo! Mooooom! Lemme gooooo!" Rogue whined, redoubling his wriggling efforts in an attempt to seize his freedom. Stout legs kicked and thrashed at the air, his fur bristling to reveal the hidden little quills of sharpened black diamond hidden away in his thick fluffy scruff fur. Matching black diamond claws extended from each of his paws as he slashed helplessly at the air, unable to escape the formidable grasp of his dam. After a few moments of fruitless flailing as Venom carried him easily down the corridors towards their bedroom, Rogue released a frustrated sigh and went dead weight in his mother's hold, hoping he might weigh her down enough that she'd put him down and he could make a break for it. "C'mon Mom, I'm not even tired! We're wasting night time and I wanna play outside!" he tried to bargain with his mother, turning big, sunset purple puppy eyes up to her with a little dramatic pout to his lips. The boy definitely took after his father.

"Rogue Klein"