“It wont do any to your mind,” Georgette laughed. “It will just settle your tummy is all. No worries!” She yawned it had been a long day so far and she knew that jet lag could be nasty. “Y’all don’t mind if I take a nap do you?”
“I wanna sleep, too!”, Shenzi called. “So I don’t witness this flying-thing!”
“Ed’s already sleeping under the sofa – he told me to tell you that he sleeps there because he likes the carpet that much if you’d get angry”, Banzai said, embarrassed. “And great praise for that carpet from him.” He rolled his eyes, Shenzi giggled and yawned.
“Fine by me.” Georgette yawned. She pulled her eye mask on and curled up on the couch.
Shenzi stumbled to the sofas and stared at them. Georgette claimed the, her pink couch and she sure wouldn’t lie next to her.
“Shenz’? What’s wrong?” Banzai approximated and nudged her.
“… I dunno where to sleep.” Shenzi shivered because she was that tired.
“On the blue sofa, probably?” Banzai raised an eyebrow.
“But Ed’s sleeping under it.”
“We share a den, you lie closer to him back home than here.”
“… And where do you sleep?”
“Next to ya, of course.” He made a face at her, and she shrinked back. “Damn, what’s wrong with you?”
“This whole flying-thing makes me sick, ‘kay!? I’m sorry!” Shenzi jumped on the blue sofa and curled up, shivering.
Banzai waited for a moment, laid down next to her and huddled up to her to keep her warm. When he heard her steady, calm breathing, he closed his eyes.
Georgette woke to find her guests sound asleep. It was kinda chilly in the plane so she pulled two blankets off the couch. She put the pink shag one over them and tucked them in. The blue shag for herself and slipped her eye mask back on.