With GM being away for the weekend, he called me over to watch Brooks and keep the guy company. I knew how important Brooks was to GM, the two had a connection that was bedrock, even tougher than bedrock actually. I jumped at the chance to help a friend, and I adored spending time with Brooks too. The night before, I had gotten Brooks dressed into some Pj's that were apparently brand new from his papa. He had gone to bed without a fuss, and I grinned seeing him holding a teddy bear that's appearance was very striking to another ursine we both knew. The two of them were never distant, always joined in some way. There was pure unbreakable cord between them. I went over to the crib bed, lifting him securely out of it after lowering the bars, supporting his bottom which felt thicker post morning wakeup. "I see you slept soundly with your plushy Papa, lets get you changed and them some breakfast into that rumbling belly of yours. I cannot have your Papa come back to a malnourished cub, I would never hear the end of it." All Brooks had for me were drowsy eyes, he must have really been locked in slumber while he hanged onto me feeling his stomach quiver. "Let's go sleepy cub, I know your Papa is going to me so glad to see you later."