Early in the morning, Candy, who had been sleeping curled up, twitched her nose, feeling a bit itchy, as if something was crawling on it.
Not wanting to open her eyes, Candy reached out to touch it, but found nothing.
Fortunately, the itchiness disappeared.
After a short while, Candy was daydreaming about delicious food when her nose started itching again.
She reached out and gave it a smack.
The itchy feeling disappeared once more.
Soon after, it started again.
Annoyed, Candy gritted her teeth and opened her eyes.
What she saw was her brother holding a feather from who knows where, smiling mischievously at her.
Candy realized why her nose had been itching—it was her pesky brother playing tricks on her.
"Stop frowning, the sun's already shining on your butt."
"If you don't get up soon, you'll be eating lunch instead of breakfast."
Ruffling her hair, Candy sat up.
After a night's sleep, her hair was a tangled mess.
