Quest: Those Pesky Marines Sully woke up to hear the birds chirping in the bright morning of Windmill Village. The sun peaked through the blinds as he rolled over onto his other side in his cozy bed of blankets and pillows up in the treehouse his parents built for him in their back yard. It was quite a big treehouse, as it needed to be for such a giant creature. Sully had a room in the house too, but he preferred to make the climb up the tree every night and sleep in a more outdoorsy setting. Oh man, I'm so comfy right now. I could stay in bed forever! Sully smiled as he buried himself deeper between blankets to get as comfortable as possible before trying to fall back asleep. However, just as he was nodding off, Sully's nose began to perk up as he got a waft of the most delicious smell he knew. BACON! And it's honey glazed too! What a special treat! Sully threw all of the blankets off of himself and ran for the opening to climb down the tree. He made his way down carefully and slowly, as he was still tired and was certainly better at climbing up trees than down them. When he reached the ground, he turned towards his house to see his mom through the back screen door, placing a heaping plate of bacon on the kitchen table. He ran over as quickly as he could on all fours and squeezed through the door before being met with a loud greeting. "Happy birthday Sully!!! Your father just went out to get your cake for tonight, but I'm sure he'll be back soon. Sit down, have some bacon! It's honey glazed, your favorite!" "Alright cool, thanks mom!" Sully was so distracted by the bacon that he had nearly forgotten it was his birthday. He was turning 18, the age where he planned to finally set off for his journey to find out his origin. Now that he was legally an adult, his parents wouldn't be able to stop him from doing anything. It was time to go out on his own and discover the world for himself. But first, bacon time!