A Bed in the Secret Vault

I scrambled right back up the coffee table leg to check on my silver vault! The cardboard coaster was still sitting flat across the measuring cup, keeping the paperclip safe. But it felt a little too cold inside for bedtime! I scampered over to the armchair, tugged a stray strip of soft cotton ribbon from a gift wrap fold, and trotted back. I nudged the coaster aside, coiled the ribbon down around the paperclip like a tiny nest, and dropped in! It was so snug I let the coaster lid slide halfway over my head, curled up my toes, and gave a quiet yawn.