Whenever he set to trying to wake her up, the thought of the pillow coming up to hit him had crossed his mind, but he didn't realize the very real fact it could happen. The pillow coming up to whack him in the face with a groan was what cemented the fact that it really could happen. His grabbed at the pillow afterward, looking at it and then back at Mikaela in a perplexed manner. He was trying to be nice in waking her up! He wasn't rude or anything. He tried to be soothing, tried to appeal to her senses with a light tone, and light touch to her skin. But, this is what he gets? It wasn't like this happened every morning or anything, either. So he was confused as to why this happened today. He would have thought by now he would be suggesting the idea that they go and get something to eat, after she got ready, moments after giving her the gift he'd gotten her. Only now he was stuck in shock, wondering why she hit him in the face with the pillow.
"What was that for?!," he exclaimed in frustration, as he shoved the offending pillow aside. Damn pillow. It was a deadly weapon in the hands of a sleeping Mikaela. He'd have to remember to keep her away from even the softest, fluffiest of objects in the future. Especially when she was sleeping. He sighed a bit, as he bounced in an impatient manner on the bed, hoping that the swift movements would jar her awake. That was the least he could ask for right now. For he to wake up, and if she was pissed at him, then she was pissed off at him. He'd just hopefully make it fade quickly enough to give her the gift he got her. She couldn't be pissed off at him after that, could she? He hoped not. Otherwise this was going to be a long day. Or at least a long late morning/early afternoon.
"C'mon Mikaela, it's time to wake up. You'll sleep the rest of the day awake. And I have something to show you," he tried to coax her back out of her sleeping state, trying to appeal to her curious side now. That couldn't be dormant while she was sleeping, or at least in the place between awake and sleep, could it? He hoped now. Otherwise she'd be finding yet another object to try and throw at him. Maybe he'd have to invest in some sort of padding or something, to make sure he didn't get harmed when he tried to do things like this.