"Hmm. Well, I have to sleep every day. And I'm sleepy. Maybe you should tell me a story so I can go to sleep."
Xander has the couch folded out and piles of pillows and blankets on it, because even if the circumstances aren't quite the same anymore, he remembers how things were when he was the one waking up from being little.
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.
"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.
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