Snow was falling all around Unova, covering it in a blanket of white, especially in the northern parts of the region. Around this time of year, many people like to joke that White Forest is finally living up to it’s name.
Our story takes place in said forest, in a small cottage amidst the trees, the lights from it illuminating the snow falling in the darkness of night.
Inside the cottage, a Druddigon nudged his very tiny trainer forward, almost into the tree. “Firedrake!” Ally said, laughing as she pushed her Pokemon’s face away. “Calm down, or you’ll knock everything over!”
At her feet, clinging to the fourteen-year-old’s pant leg was Rosa. The Snivy rolled her eyes, half annoyed, half amused at the giant Pokemon’s eagerness as they decorated their tree.
Firedrake crooned apologetically, worming his head under Ally’s elbow and nuzzling it--just as an Emolga leapt onto his giant head, his wings full of ornaments.
“Oh, thanks Minipete!” Ally said, taking the ornaments and allowing the squirrel Pokemon to climb onto her shoulder. “You just saved me a trip to the ornament box.” Which was only two feet away. Thought Ally, but she didn’t say aloud for Minipete’s sake.
“Hakone? Eve? Do you two want to help?” Ally asked, looking over her shoulder, only to see her Braviary and Mienshao fast asleep, snuggled up together by the fireplace, Hakone had his wing draped over Eve’s back, and Eve’s long fur covered Hakone’s featherless talons.
Ally smiled in amusement. “Never mind.” She whispered, so she wouldn’t wake them up.
Harris, Ally’s Stoutland then came up, a crystal ball held delicately in his teeth, he couldn’t bark, but the eager look in his eyes told all. Rosa grinned and tugged on Ally’s pant leg. Ally laughed, “Okay, okay.” She murmured, “Let’s start decorating.”
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In the darkness, sitting on the giant Reshiram’s back and holding a Zorua in his arms, was a tea-haired teenager. He could see Ally and her Pokemon decorating the tree, laughing and having fun, not even noticing the mysterious trainer just outside.
N smiled, while he knew now the true nature of Pokemon training, it was always nice to see someone confirming his beliefs, especially the younger teen who had opened his eyes, his one and only human friend.
The Zorua in his arms wiggled excitedly, Reshiram turned his head to look at them. N stroked the Zorua’s fur, “Are you ready, little one?” An excited yip was his answer.
“Alright then, here.” The seventeen-year-old took a card from his back pocket. “Just show her the note, I know she’ll understand.” Zorua nodded obediently, and took the card in his mouth. After nuzzling the teenager goodbye, Zorua wiggled out of his arms and landed into the snow. Though his voice was muffled, he yipped a goodbye to Reshiram, who bowed his head in response.
The tiny black fox trotted through the snow eagerly, he hurried along the side of the house and up onto the cottage porch. And with a goodbye glance towards his former trainer and the legendary Pokemon, rushing to the door and he began lightly, but loudly scratching against the wood.
Inside, Ally jumped at the sound, almost dropping an ornament, but she managed to catch it again and whip around. Harris’s eyes narrowed as he began to growl. Rosa leapt forward, as did Minipete. Firedrake, although less confidently than the others, narrowed his eyes. Hakone and Eve woke up at the sound, muscles tensing in anticipation.
Slowly, Ally approached the source of the sound, the door. “Who’s there?”
There was a yip, muffled through the wooden door. Ally blinked.
Outside, Zorua leapt back, tail wagging as the door cautiously opened and the tiny Pokemon Trainer looked around. Finally she looked down. “Oh!” She exclaimed, looking at the Zorua. “Hello there.” What in the world was a Pokemon doing here? It wasn’t common for a wild Pokemon to be sitting outside a person’s door, that is, unless it was injured and wasn’t stubborn enough to refuse help. But this Pokemon seemed perfectly fine. Suddenly, she noticed the note in the Pokemon’s mouth.
With an excited yip, the Zorua leapt forward. Ally yelped as he landed in her arms, nuzzling her neck excitedly. Ally blinked, before taking the note from the Zorua. It was a plain piece of paper, no designs, the handwriting was rather sloppy, but she could read it.
How have you been? I hope you and your Pokemon are doing well. I’m sorry I’m not speaking to you directly, but I know you would want me to stay for the night and I cannot, I must get back to my home and tend to my Pokemon. However, I want to give you this Zorua as an early holiday gift…that is what people generally do, right?
Ally’s eyes widened, but then she smiled. There was no name, but she knew who wrote this. “Looks like we have a new member of the family.” Zorua beamed, purring as his new trainer stroked his ears. “I think I’ll call you ‘N’.”
She walked back inside with the note and her new Pokemon, and as she began introducing him to her other Pokemon, the tea-haired teenager smiled, proud of his act of friendship, his act of giving to another human, for the very first time in his life. Then, holding the scruff of Reshiram’s neck, he urged the Pokemon away from the house, walking into the darkness of the forest before taking off into the air, heading for his own home.