"I'm not gonna ask God for a lamp," he muttered as he, very unwillingly, tried to shuffle out of bed while at the same time keeping maximum blanket snuggle warmth.

Vinnie wasn't about to go bothering Bob about every little thing. (Nevermind she already baked him muffins and went on a train ride with him.) If the Venusaur really wanted to ask something from her, he was at least reverent enough to save it for the really big favours.

But at least he was (kind of, very hesitantly) getting out of bed. And dreading that very first moment where bare feet touched ground.