8th Petal [Video, Goldenrod City]

[better2do]

Okay Gracie, you hold on real tight, and I'll hold the Poke'gear...

[It's not quite obvious what's going on in this video at first - there's just darkness, the sound of Asriel's voice, the distinct sfft of something rubbing against fur. The view changes just in time for a gruff Lyyyy to be heard, and Moon the Lycanroc's face takes up the screen, looking back at Asriel with a glint in his red eyes and a big grin. There's snow everywhere.]

Are you ready, Moon? We're not too heavy for you?

Roc! [The Pokemon shakes his head and faces forward, crouching down. If you squint, you can see the snowy, unplowed stretch of road ahead of them, and the numerous figures sliding around, making long, winding tracks. They don't speak, but by gosh do they cluster around like a pack of Pikachu...]

Okay - go!

[AND OFF THEY GO, Moon running full-tilt, actually using his forepaws to gain momentum as Asriel and Gracie the Floette let out peals of gleeful laughter. A lot of the snowchus scatter in Moon's wake, and he leaps rather impressively over the ones that don't make it in time.]

Ahahah! This is so cool!! This is-

[Whoops, that jolt when they hit the ground must've pushed Asriel into his 'gear, 'cause the feed just turned off. Dang, and that was some pretty impressive feats of snow fun - but what in the world was making those snowchus move???]

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[journalname]

[Most of Asgore's Pokemon are sensitive to the cold, so he's out with just Jam today. The Ditto's taken the form of a Houndour, romping around in the snow nearby.]

Do be careful, children!

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[better2do]

I'm careful, I'm careful!

[Asriel calls out as Moon skirts around another snowchu. They make for really fun obstacles, honestly.

When Moon's finally tuckered out, though, he'll come over to Asgore and let Asriel slide off his back. The boy is pink-cheeked, bright-eyed, and beaming. When was the last time he looked so happy?]

Dad, didja see? There's snow monsters out there! Real ones!

[journalname]

[He never thought he would see Asriel playing in the sun.]

I did notice that. Are they a type of Pokemon? [He just assumed they were, which is why that was not alarming.]

[better2do]

[Asriel shrugs. Even if they're not, obviously there's some sort of magic afoot.] I dunno! They run away from Moon, but they don't make any sound.

[journalname]

How strange. Maybe they migrated with the snow. Jam, can you become one of those?

[Jam makes a thoughtful Houndour noise, and then transforms into a snow-chu. But they can also transform into inanimate objects, so perhaps that doesn't mean much.]

[better2do]

Wow, that's really good, Jam! Hey - what if they're all just Dittos pretending to be made of snow?

[journalname]

I suppose they could be! Though I have never seen so many wild Ditto in one place...at least, not that I know of.

[better2do]

Maybe it's like when there were all those lions last week. They were everywhere!

[Dear lord would anyone even notice a swarm of Ditto]

[journalname]

[Who knows, man]

Yes, that was something! Maybe we could make friends with these creatures as well.

[better2do]

Yeah! But they probably can't come inside if they're being snow. What if they start melting?

[Nobody wants melted Ditto in their carpet.]

[journalname]

That is a fair point.

[Although he feels like there are definitely actual Pokemon made of snow? What's the deal with Pokemon, man?]

Perhaps we could set out some dishes for them.

[better2do]

[We just don't know.]

Oh! Yeah! Like snacks, right? It's probably hard to find snacks in the snow, even if you're all snowy too...

[Maybe they can find some cinnamon bunnies?]

[journalname]

I imagine so. We can make something!

[better2do]

Maybe they like...popsicles?