( I copied the first half from the other one) " NINJA-GO, Ninja come on come on come on and do the weekend whip."The Pokemon, Mia and Blackie sang. Mia was bent over, holding Pikachu's paw and Squirtles paw, and Charmander and Bulbasaur held those paws. Blackie was on Mia's head, singing off key.
But no one cared
" Okay, time for nap!" Mia exclaimed, and everyone ran off to get into their PJ's.
Except Bulbasaur.
He stared at Mia.
" What?" She asked when she noticed.
Bulbasaur didn't reply.
" Come on, Bulba! It'll be fun!*
" Bulba."
You're fun and my fun are different
Mia sighed. " You might have told me once or ten other times."
Mia raised an eyebrow at Bulbasaur, who was still standing in the middle of the room, looking completely unamused. She placed her hands on her hips and let out an exaggerated sigh.
"Okay, fine," she muttered, "I get it. Your idea of fun is probably... what? Rolling around in dirt or battling other Pokémon? Not running around singing the *Weekend Whip*?"
"Bulba," Bulbasaur nodded solemnly, confirming her suspicion.
Mia shook her head, trying not to laugh. "You might have told me once or ten other times that our fun is different, but come on, you could at least try! PJ's are comfy! You might like them!"
Bulbasaur raised a skeptical brow but remained rooted in place.
Blackie, still perched on Mia's head, gave an exaggerated yawn and stretched his paws, clearly unbothered by Bulbasaur's stubbornness. "I'm with Bulba on this one," Blackie said, sounding tired. "Fun is subjective. Now, are we napping or what?"
"Fine, fine, we'll all get ready for bed," Mia agreed, throwing her hands up in surrender.
Pikachu and Squirtle had already bolted off, excitedly rummaging through their small collection of PJ's, and Charmander was trying to figure out how to wear his without burning them. Mia noticed the little fire lizard struggling and giggled. "Charmander, let me help you before we burn the whole room down."
Charmander grinned sheepishly as Mia helped him slip into his flame-proof pajamas. Once he was set, she looked back at Bulbasaur, who still hadn't moved.
"Okay, Bulbasaur," Mia said, getting down to his level, "I get that you're not into all this naptime stuff. But how about this: You can stay up a bit longer and do... whatever Bulbasaurs like to do. Deal?"
"Bulba," he responded, finally looking a bit more pleased with the compromise.
Mia smiled, rubbing the top of Bulbasaur's head before getting herself into her own PJ's. She glanced around the room to see Pikachu and Squirtle already snug in their little beds, and Charmander was curled up by the fire, his tail glowing faintly.
Blackie jumped off Mia's head and onto her bed, curling up in a ball at the foot of it. "Finally," Blackie muttered. "Nap time."
Mia giggled, hopping into her own bed, surrounded by her happy Pokémon. Even Bulbasaur, though still awake, found a comfortable spot on the floor, content with the peace of the room.
As Mia watched her animals, she smiled. "Goodnight, everyone."
A chorus of content Pokémon sounds filled the air as they all drifted off to sleep. Even Bulbasaur, who pretended he wasn't tired, finally dozed off.
