Look, I finally came up with another update! Go me :P I got to torture Ash and Misty in this one...so fun stuff :P
Aiden and Michelle: 3 years old
Bed Buddies
"Mommy…wake up Mommy!"
Misty groaned and reluctantly opened her eyes. It took a few moments for her eyes to adjust to the darkness of her and Ash's bedroom, but eventually, she was able to see Michelle hanging over her, the little girl's eyes wide with fear, and her mouth bent into a frown.
"Michelle, honey, what is it?" Misty rubbed her eyes. She turned her head towards the nightstand and read the time on the alarm clock. 1:30 AM. Lovely.
"I had a bad dweam, Mommy," Michelle whimpered. "It was so scawy."
"Do you want to sleep in here?" Misty asked the little girl. Michelle nodded happily and climbed over her mother, accidentally kneeing Misty in the back as she clambered over the gym leader. Misty winced, but didn't say anything out loud. She knew Michelle hadn't meant to do that.
Pulling the covers up, Michelle wedged herself between her mother and father, since there wasn't much space in between them. Ash liked to sleep closer to Misty, so whenever one of the twins wanted to stay in bed with them, it involved pushing Ash off to the side.
The little nudge caused Ash to groan softly in his sleep, but otherwise it didn't disturb the slumbering man.
"Are you comfortable?" Misty asked sleepily.
Michelle snuggled herself deeper into the mattress, pulling the comforter all the way up to her face and pressing her head into the side of her mother's pillow.
"Yes," Michelle's young and airy voice replied.
"Good," Misty breathed out and closed her eyes once again. "Good night, baby girl."
"Good night, Mommy."
The room settled into silence for another hour and a half. For Misty, however, it only felt like 15 minutes. For once those 90 minutes had gone by, Misty once again heard the sound of little footsteps, and then felt the presence of someone hovering above her sleeping body.
Breathing out heavily, Misty raised her eyelids and found herself staring right into Aiden's chocolate brown eyes.
"What's wrong, Aiden?" Misty yawned.
"Mommy, I heawd a scawy noise in my room," Aiden crawled closer to his mother. "I think thewe's a monster in my closet."
"Baby, there's no such thing as monsters," Misty stroked the boy's cheek.
"Maybe it was a ghost!" Aiden's eyes grew wide.
"Aiden, there's no such thing as ghosts either."
"Yes thewe are!" Aiden gasped. "Thewe are ghost Pokémon, Mommy! What if it's a Ghastly in my closet? Or a Haunter? I don't like ghost Pokémon, Mommy!"
"Let me guess," Misty tilted her head back and stared up at the ceiling. "You want to sleep in here with me and Daddy."
"Yes pease," Aiden nodded.
"Alright," Misty sighed, inching closer to the edge of the bed in order to make room for Aiden. "Lie down, now, sweetheart."
Aiden threw himself down on Misty and rolled off onto the vacant space. He had knocked some of the wind out of Misty by laying on her, so the young woman was now groaning quietly and holding onto her sore stomach.
Getting comfortable between his sister and mother, Aiden was quick to fall back asleep, without so much as a "good night" for his weary mother.
"At least we only have two of them," Misty muttered to herself as she drifted back into sleep. "No more disruptions."
Or so she thought.
Misty was later woken up by someone kicking her in the leg. Slowly opening one eye, Misty realized that Aiden was practically sleeping on top of her, and his legs were kicking almost frantically in his sleep.
Grunting, Misty sat up and gathered the boy's sleeping being into her arms. She had to be careful, because he was a light sleeper, but Misty managed to move him off of her without waking him up. Looking over her shoulder as she laid back down, Misty peered at the alarm clock and took note of the time: 5 o'clock.
I just want to sleep! Misty thought miserably to herself as she slunk back down and closed her eyes.
An hour and a half later, Misty was awoken for the fourth time that night, although by now, it was early in the morning.
This time, Aiden was laying across her horizontally, his small feet resting towards the edge of the bed and his head and outstretched arms taking up space in the middle of the bed.
Ash must have moved closer to Misty sometime in the last few hours, because he was now lying on his side and not on his back. Michelle was hanging onto him, one arm around his shoulder and the other around his neck. Her left leg was hanging over Ash's side, while the right remained on the bed. Her head was resting against his chest, and every now and then, the foot that was hanging over Ash's body would give him a little kick, causing the Pokémon master to whine and contort his face in his sleep.
Sighing, Misty tried to gently shrug Aiden off of her, but with no luck. She turned slowly to the left, hoping that the little boy would roll off. Unfortunately, all that did was roll him closer to her chest, further limiting Misty's ability to breathe.
I guess I'm a human mattress now, Misty rolled her eyes. There's no going back to sleep now.
At exactly the same time, Ash seemed to have been having the same thought. His eyes slowly opened and, instead of his usual yawn, let out a quiet moan. Looking down at his chest, and around at his side, he realized that the reason for his less than peaceful sleep was the fact that his daughter was hanging onto him like he was a giant teddy bear.
"Ugh, man," Ash groaned, trying to move his arm without disturbing Michelle's sleep. He looked up and found Misty to be awake and staring at him. Moving his eyes down further, he saw Aiden laying across Misty's chest.
"Yes, we're both having a lot of fun this morning," Misty droned.
"What are they doing in here?" Ash squeezed his eyes shut repeatedly since he couldn't free his arms to rub the sleep from them.
"Michelle had a nightmare," Misty recanted, "and Aiden thought there were ghosts in his closet."
"Did you tell him they aren't real?" Ash raised an eyebrow.
"Well, apparently, they are."
"What do you-"
"Ghost type Pokémon."
"Oh, gotcha."
"Ash, you have to understand that they're only 3 years old," Misty smiled sympathetically at her husband. "They're going to get scared at night sometimes and want to come sleep with their Mommy and Daddy."
"I'm not mad about them sleeping in here," Ash quickly refuted. "I don't mind it at all. I just wish they weren't so…clingy in their sleep."
"Okay, that I can agree with," Misty nodded.
"Do you think they're going to wake up anytime soon?" Ash frowned.
"It's only five in the morning, so I'm gonna go ahead and say no." Grimacing, Misty added, "They seem to be pretty comfortable at the moment."
"That makes two out of the four of us," Ash sighed.
"So, you just wanna stay like this until they wake up?" Misty glanced up at Ash again.
Twisting his mouth, Ash studied Aiden and Michelle's current positions and replied, "I don't think we have much of a choice."
"Great," Misty rolled her eyes before closing them again, hoping that by some miracle, perhaps she would fall back asleep.
"Misty…"
"What, Ash?"
"…I can't feel my arm…"
"I can't breathe. Suck it up."
