A haitus of almost 3 years? I'm not too happy about that either.

After 3 years, it is certainly hard to write for characters that you have not seen for months or even more and keep them in character. So if there is anything glaringly OOC, blame it on time.

Also, if there is one thing I've realized. It is very difficult to include so many characters at once. So in the future, I'll probably focus on fewer characters.

On a brighter note, I want to come back to this occasionally to not keep the fans and the readers waiting. This is still by far, my most popular fic.

You can also blame any change in story or style on time.

I'd probably keep chapters short and concise. I want to finish this as soon as possible so I can focus on fewer projects, but that does not mean a drop in quality.

Here's a short interim chapter for me to readjust to Konata, Haruhi and co. After that I'll try to head to what is intended to be the main story and the ending as soon a possible.

"Konata..." Kagami mumbled in her sleep, her hair jumbled and twisted as she slept without her usual pony tails.

A prod on her cheek did little to wake her. Giggles followed. There was a duality to the tone, two people?

"Konata... I want to..." A snore escaped from her mouth. "With you..." Kagami hugged the body pillow tighter as she lay on top of the sleeping bag.

"I wonder what Kagamin is dreaming about," a voice giggled again, but this time only one.

"Prodding is sure fun," the second voice agreed. " Way too ineffective..." Haruhi stood up straight with a sense of urgency, "That's it! I'm out of patience! Let me show you the best way!"

After a deep inhale, she prepared her best brigade leader scolding voice. "Wake up! There's no tolerance for lazy members!"

"Waah!" Kagami screamed as she was suddenly shaken awake. She sat up rubbed her eyes and scratched her hair. As the morning light came into full view, she saw Konata and Haruhi looking at her. Both have rather wide grins on their faces, and seem to be exerting their best efforts to prevent themselves from laughing.

"What time is it?" Kagami yawned.

"It's nine already sleepy!" Haruhi kneeled down to Kagami's current height who was sitting on the sleeping bag and brought out her best scolding voice, "Just think about how much time we've already wasted while you were snoozing alone over there!"

"That's enough," Kyon grabbed the back collar of Haruhi's pyjamas and pulled her up. "We still haven't eaten breakfast yet, was there anything we could've done?"

"Of course we could have," she argued back. "Maybe there are some ghosts that come out during the early hours of dawn. We can't pass up the chance to investigate."

"No they don't," he had to try his best to stop Haruhi's imagination. Last thing he wanted was ghosts coming into existence and terrorising people in the morning.

He started for a moment at Kagami, especially at the face area. He let out a sigh before he spoke to her, "You might want to take a look in a mirror."

"Why?" Kagami asked back.

"Breakfast is ready," Koizumi announced, breaking the line of conversation. He appeared briefly when he walked from the kitchen, frying pan in hand before disappearing back into the dining area."I believe we made plenty for everyone."

"Ah... thanks," Soujiro, Konata's father tried his best to smile at the chef with his groggy morning look, sitting at the table with coffee in hand. "Usually Konata cooks but... being our guests were you really sure you wanted to cook. And a western breakfast of all things."

"I believe the ability to cook is a must for all self-sufficient men," Koizumi replied, placing a fried egg on his plate before moving on to the next. The other girls thanked him as their plates were being filled.

"You better go eat soon," Haruhi brushed Kyon's hand off whilst her attention was still focused on Kagami who was still sitting on the sleeping bag. The president's own stomach growled loudly, fitting for her fierce nature. "I can't forgive you if don't eat up well. No excuses for being hungry later!"

She stormed off to the dining room with a large stride. Kyon shrugged as he usually would, before following her. That left only Kagami and her best friend alone in the living room.

"How did I end up here?" Kagami asked as she looked around, taking in her surroundings. "I thought I was in your room?"

Konata thought around for a moment. "You were," she recalled. "It was quite funny seeing everyone exhast themselves over that little fighting game. Afterwords, everyone settled down with sleeping bags in the living room. It's a wonder that many people were able to fit in such a small room. This isn't a western style home. It's like a can of sardines."

"Get to the point?" Kagami interrupted, "So why do I remember going to your room?"

"Of course I was in my room," Konata continued, "This being my house and all. Perhaps I should have shared my room with someone next time. Do you want to sleep together next time?"

"Sleep together?" Kagami was confused now, trying to piece her memories. "But wasn't that what we did?"

"You were this close," Konata giggled. "I was in the mood to pull an all-nighter playing eroge games, and then you came and opened the door yourself and probably walked all the way from upstairs as well. Kagami's sleepwalking face is so cute."

"I was sleep walking?" Kagami said in disbelief.

"You had so many friends beside you," Konata teased. "But you were still longing for me in your sleep."

"So my..."

"Your...?"

"Nevermind..." Kagami gave a sigh of defeat.

"I still haven't finished yet," Konata said. "You went straight for my bed and slept rather soundly on it for a while. You sure hugged my pillow tight as well. I considered it, but I didn't turn the sound volume down."

"I guess that explains everything..."

"We better eat sleepy," Konata suggested. "Everyone's been up at least an hour before you. They are waiting for us now I think."

"He was staring at my face for a moment," Kagami asked. "Is there something wrong with it?"

"Nothing's wrong." Konata denied. "Now quickly go brush your teeth."

"Al right," Kagami quickly stood up.

A minute later, a scream can be heard from the bathroom.

"Konata! You drew on my face!"