Good Heavens, what sort of shenanigans could these be?! Our biceps as we know them are in peril!
Who: Max, Bulbasaur, Skull Kid
What: The most Wonderful of Magical Things happens now.
When: January 20th, evening.
Where: The most Magical of Locations. (The weight room.)
Rating: M. For Magical Muscle Mayhem.
Bulbasaur was always very punctual about his work out routines. He always had been. They were an extension of his training, and that made them very important things that he simply could not miss. Not that he would every really want to. It was enjoyable and helped him get things off his mind.
He certainly had quite a bit on his mind.
Asides from that, though, it meant he got to spend some time with Max. He liked spending time with Max. It was kind of like hanging out with Blastoise only sort of not. Knowing his blue-haired friend would already be at the weights when he walked through the door, Bulbasaur was ready with a large grin. "Hey Max!"
He never would have expected any sort of shenanigans to take place. Certainly not.
What: The most Wonderful of Magical Things happens now.
When: January 20th, evening.
Where: The most Magical of Locations. (The weight room.)
Rating: M. For Magical Muscle Mayhem.
Bulbasaur was always very punctual about his work out routines. He always had been. They were an extension of his training, and that made them very important things that he simply could not miss. Not that he would every really want to. It was enjoyable and helped him get things off his mind.
He certainly had quite a bit on his mind.
Asides from that, though, it meant he got to spend some time with Max. He liked spending time with Max. It was kind of like hanging out with Blastoise only sort of not. Knowing his blue-haired friend would already be at the weights when he walked through the door, Bulbasaur was ready with a large grin. "Hey Max!"
He never would have expected any sort of shenanigans to take place. Certainly not.