Before the era of the loaf, there was the noodle.

And Mike, noodly though he was, was just as much of a bookworm. His trainer made an effort as a child to get Mike reading back when he was a cyndaquil. They both saw great success in this, and Mike became capable of reading, though writing proved difficult. The two would read often, and though his trainer’s love for the hobby waned, Mike kept on the path, especially once he evolved and could hold books open! There’s not much a quadruped can do when he and his trainer aren’t outside playing or going somewhere for an event, so he got lost in worlds locked within hardcovers. For a while, his trainer got books as presents for holidays, but after these started being given to Mike, book-presents happened on the noodle’s birthday instead.

Mike’s birthday being on the seventh of December meant that he’d have plenty of reading for the next month or two! When his trainer had a couple weeks free around the New Year and winter holidays, the family would travel up from Hearthome to Snowpoint to see the grandparents. For these little excursions, Mike started bringing the books he’d gotten for his birthday. It was always an adorable sight for the grandparents, who had known him from the moment he was first taken in, to see how much he had grown.

The thing is, right now the sun is out. And even though it’s a cold winter, and the snow is plentiful on the ground, Mike is a freakin’ fire type. Snow doesn’t bother him. Maybe when he was a cynda-babby, but now he’s fine! Still, he’s lying on the bed with his long-ass noodle bod, reading. His trainer will surely be up any minute to bring him outside.

Probably shouldn’t expose his… well, no, never mind.

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