Mother Hen

A soft snoring caught the attention of the palkia hybrid as he leaned back into the chair that was a bit too small for his body. Glancing to his left he quirked a non existent brow at his older brother, slumped back across a small couch, snoring. In their long lifetime he had seen his brother sleep only once or twice, being a lord of time the dialga cross had a knack for altering the timeline to not need sleep, but every once in a while his more mortal body would catch up to him. Never did he think he would pass out in the realm of mortals though, the dialga cross had trust issues after one had set their charizard on him. And yet he was, passed out in plain sight of a window that revealed the snowy landscapes of a mountain they were temporarily visiting to observe the declining population of glaceon. Closing his book on human worshiping he rose and strode over to his brother, lifting the slim and yet bulky creature from his place of resting, finding him heavy yet not enough for his own strength. Opening his mouth he allowed the quietest 'roar of space' he could allow, and slipped through the improbably vortex that merely took him upstairs to the master bedroom. Flicking back the sheets while balancing on a single foot to flick the blanket back he let out a satisfied hum as he lowered his brother into the soft king sized bed which he took most of it up, pausing a minute to shift him to a point that he looked comfortable despite the many inconvenient pieces of 'armor.'  Gingerly tucking him in despite the sun clearly shining he summoned a smile, for once he got to play mother hen on his brother, a welcome change. His older brother had always acted like his parent as much as he could while still being his brother, being the one to fret over him and the sort, but he was glad to finally return the favor though it was small.