Mikey was determined to skateboard with you, even though he was exhausted from a mission. He felt terrible about leaving you alone all day, so to make it up to you he promised he'd skateboard. "Mikester, it's ok. We can skateboard tomorrow," you said, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Nope I *yawn* p-promised that I would skateboard with you *yawn* no matter what," he muttered, his wobbly legs barely keeping him standing up. You giggled and held his hand as you saw his eyes flutter shut. "Ok buddy, let's go," you said as you led him to his room. His eyes were closed, so he didn't know you were bringing him to his bedroom. You gently led him into his bed and laid down next to him. "Hmm...are we at the skatepark yet d-dudette?," he asked dreamily. You giggled as you wrapped your arms around him. He did the same. "Yes Mikey, we're at the skatepark. We are doing awesome flips and 360 jumps and all that kind of stuff," you said happily," and you just nailed an awesome trick, dude." He smiled. "B-Booyakasha," he mumbled, then drifted off into a deep sleep.