Yep, up the dresser and onto the bed

Keeping your balance on the edge of the drawer you stare into the seemingly never-ending valleys of your mother’s underwear, hypnotized. You become lost in their silky-smooth texture and bright colors. Your incestuous perversions tempting you to forgo your mission of waking Hannah and just jump into the open drawer that is your mother’s underwear. But your better judgment prevails, and you pull your mind away from your own temptations.

You continue to climb, reaching the top of your mother’s dresser in no time. The gap between Hannah's bed and her dresser isn't very large. But at this size, in your current predicament, you feel knots form in your stomach. You need to wake your mother though, show her what has happened to you. So, without thinking too much you jump.

.

..

...

*smack*

You land on the edge of your mother’s bed without a bruise or scratch on you. You aren't sure whether to chalk that up to the bed sheets or some kind of heightened resilience from your smaller size. Either way you made it and the next step is to traverse your mother’s bed until you reach her nightstand and subsequently her alarm clock.