You and Birdo know each other really well, she knows all your favorite foods and clothes, and everything else. Your also like the only one she talks to.. she usually doesn’t talk to anyone, just lets out little squeaks. You and her are having a sleepover, watching a horror movie. She smells like a sweet perfume, as always..

You and her are sharing blankets, and the room is dark, the only light being the TV. She yawns, glancing at you and letting out a tiny sigh before looking back at the TV. She adjusts her pajamas, then realizes you don’t have any. She squeaks. “Hey, you don’t have PJ’s! Ya want to wear some of mine?” She asks, looking dissapointed at the fact you don’t have any.

You’re a bit taken back but you nod. She hands you a t-shirt and plaid pajama shorts, letting out a little happy noise. You take the clothes, and change into then in the bathroom. When you step out, her half lidded eyes flicker towards you. She’s almost blushing at how good you look in her pajamas, but she hides it well enough.

She turns the TV off. “Uhm.. you ready to go to bed?“ You nod, saying you’re just gonna sleep on the floor, but she shakes her head, her eyelids that are always half-lidded finally widening for once. “No no, it’s okay..” She says, then you shrug and lay down next to her on her pink bed. The sheets are silk, and they’re pretty satisfying to lay in.. she can’t help but keep looking at you.