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While it wasn’t a white Christmas, it was still bitterly cold, and Angelo was happy to have heat in his home, and a large fire type to boot. The drive to Wintervale wouldn’t have been worth the trip, and so the man opted to stay home with his Pokemon for the holiday. He quickly shut the door behind him to keep the cold outside where it belonged and shuddered from the cold. Inside it felt nice, and it wasn’t long before he had his whole team hurrying to say...

The house was absolutely crowded, and Iris loved it. All the noise, the joy at seeing each other safe and sound, hale and harty… cinnamon and apple scent clinging to the air - it was nice. Her own brood of Pokemon had grown, adding to the chaos, as did her nieces and nephews. She looked over as Babbu tried to sit on her older brother’s head, and failed spectacularly. He was still getting used to be so big that he couldn’t do that anymore, but he was certai...