"Froga!"
The next morning, Frogadier shook Cheng Tian awake while he was still dreaming. He opened his eyes groggily, saw that it was Frogadier, and burrowed his head back under the covers. "Let me sleep a little longer..."
"Xiao Tian, stop sleeping." Cheng Tian's father walked in. "Grandpa and Grandma are going to the market today to buy things for the New Year. Aren't you coming along?"
"Mm... I'll get up right away."
He climbed out of bed groggily. Grandpa, Grandma, and his parents had already finished eating.
"Xiao Tian, I'm going to have a look around the market today. Come with me."
"Sure." Cheng Tian sat down and started eating. "Buy some extra firecrackers. I want to set them off for fun."
"Come on, Frogadier, time to eat." Grandma kept adding food to the bowl. Frogadier stared in astonishment at the Pokémon food piled into a little mountain.
Good grief, how am I supposed to finish all that?!
"Yamp..." Yamper couldn't eat another bite and lay in front of the food bowl, quite unable to get up.
"Oh, Xiao Tian, honestly! You've raised these three little ones so skinny. Look at Frogadier, all skin and bones," Grandma said with concern as she kept adding food.
Cheng Tian was a little speechless. "Grandma, you've put in too much! Frogadier can't eat all that!"
"Why wouldn't Frogadier be able to?" Grandma stroked Frogadier's head lovingly. "You need to eat more to build muscle, you know?"
Grandpa and Grandma had already met Cheng Tian's three Pokémon. Grandpa kept marveling that Aron's metal head would surely make hammering nails effortless, while Grandma fretted over how small and skinny the three little ones were.
"Grandma, Frogadier is naturally built like that and doesn't get fat! Getting fat would actually make it harder to move."