Napoleon flicked his ears in reply to the unspoken nudge, and started nudging a sleeping Harima in the face with his wet nose and a soft, snuffling 'Mamo, mamo~'
"Cut it out Napoleon," Harima groaned, trying to push his big friend off so he could roll over and continue his nap. Sure, he knew he had the house, but between moving and school and remodeling...there was no shame in taking a little napp in the stables, flopped over on a pile of clean hay.
He finally relented at Napoleon's insistence, including a hurried mention of Yakumo's name that only Harima and the other pokemon could understand. "All right, already. All right."
Sitting up, with his hair in a disarray and bits of hay sticking to his arms and shoulders, he stretched out inside his warm jacket and regarded Yakumo from his place.
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"Cut it out Napoleon," Harima groaned, trying to push his big friend off so he could roll over and continue his nap. Sure, he knew he had the house, but between moving and school and remodeling...there was no shame in taking a little napp in the stables, flopped over on a pile of clean hay.
He finally relented at Napoleon's insistence, including a hurried mention of Yakumo's name that only Harima and the other pokemon could understand. "All right, already. All right."
Sitting up, with his hair in a disarray and bits of hay sticking to his arms and shoulders, he stretched out inside his warm jacket and regarded Yakumo from his place.
"Hey. What's up-- need help with something?"