Nola was a little girl who had a secret. Her secret was that she had a pair of magic pajyamas in her closet – now these pajyamas were alive! They came alive when no one was watching!

One Sunny summer morning, Nola and her mother decided she needed new pajyamas to sleep in, so Nola and her mummy went to the market, to buy her some new pajyamas!

In the colourful stalls were lovely shirts and shorts and kurtas and dupattas. Nola’s eye then came across a simple pair of pajyamas with little sea shells painted on them! ‘ Wow, thought Nola, these look so different!’ She asked her mummy if she could have a look!

The shop keeper pulled out the pajyamas and Nola’s eyes went wide, as she stared and felt them! There was something strange about them, she felt it right away! Her mother asked the shopkeeper how much they were for :  ‘Oh not much at all madam, they’re such poor quality! Here, have a look at these, they’re much better quality!’ But Nola didn’t budge ! She knew there was something special about those pajyamas! She looked up at her mummy –

‘ Mumma, I really like this pair!’

‘ Nola, are you sure? Look here, these ones seem so much softer!’ Her mother tried to persuade her, but Nola’s heart was set!

They bought the pair and went back home happy as can be!

In the night Nola was super excited about bedtime! She quickly finished dinner, and brushed her teeth, rushing off to her room to change into her new pajyamas! She went to fetch them from the dining room chair where they had been kept. When she reached, they weren’t there! She called out to her mother, ‘Mummy! Have you seen the new pajyamas?!’

‘No honey, they were right there on the chair!’

That’s strange, thought Nola, and went up to her room to check once, and lo! the pajyamas were laid out nicely on her bed – ready to wear! Nola thought it was strange – but was so excited she didn’t bother, and quickly changed into them to go to bed.

She snuggled in and took out her favourite book to read, when she heard a tiny voice, ‘ ermm..hi there Nola..’

Nola slammed the book shut, ‘ Who’s that?’ She said and sat upright in her bed!

‘It’s me down here..’ said Mr Bottoms.

‘ What?? Who?!? Down where?!?’

‘I’m Mr Bottoms’

‘Who???’ Said Nola, clutching her book in fear!!!

‘ I’m your pajyamas!’

‘ What!!’ Said Nola and jumped out of bed, and indeed – the sea shells on her pajyamas had grown a face!! She couldn’t believe it!

‘ Hi there, I’m Mr Bottoms’, said the pajyamas shyly.

‘ Mr Bottoms?!! But..but..you’re only a pair of pajyamas! You cannot be alive!!’

‘ Well, I am alive and I’m not just any pair of ordinary pajyamas,’ said Mr Bottoms, a little upset, ‘ I’m very much alive and unlike most other pajyamas…’ he rolled his eyes. ‘ Well, you could, be polite and thank me..’

‘ What do you mean thank you??’

‘ I choose only the nicest and kindest little girls to buy me..’ he said.

‘But, I chose you!’

‘ Or so you think!’ Said Mr Bottoms and winked a silly 🤪 wink at Nola.

‘ Anyway, I’m waiting for you to read out loud to me, I get sleepy too you know!’ Said Mr Bottoms yawning loudly.

Nola, quite over her shock by now, climbed back into bed rubbing her eyes, ‘ Well, Mr bottoms, this is the first time I’m seeing a talking pair of pajyamas!’ Said Nola getting comfortable in her bed again, ‘What kind of story would you like to hear Mr Bottoms?’

‘ Well..a story about a sea shell! 🐚’

Nola, had to be a little strict of course, and inform Mr Bottoms that he would have to select his story from the stories she had in her book. Mr Bottoms seemed a little grumpy, but came around eventually…

And so begins the funny friendship between Nola and Mr Bottoms!