MCA#0, Sunday Night

[needsaparrot]

You'd think two days of monster-hunting, junk-food-eating and playing Power Rangers would wear out a pretty small five year old, right?

Riiiiiight.
_
[For wee!bedtime]

Comments

[needsaparrot]

"Okay," Xander agrees, sitting down and grabbing a blanket. And Notzilla.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

And Bridge shifts around till he's leaning against Xander. Ted the Giraffe is, of course, with him. "Once upon a time there was a g'raffe an' his best friend was a frog and they eated pancakes and cotton candies and went 'trolling for badmonsters..." Bridge trails off, blinking sleepily.

[needsaparrot]

"Did they find any?" Xander does a little blanket-rearranging so tha it covers both of them. Or rather, all four of them.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yes and they fighted them in giant robots," Bridge continues. "And then they went home and had cookies but the frog was all tired cause it had been a long long day so he got ready for bed and then the g'raffe said night I love you and ..." Bridge doesn't actually finish the story because he's drifted off to sleep.

[needsaparrot]

"That's a good story," Xander says softly, tightening his arm around Bridge. "Night. I love you."