Red stared down at his feet as the snow blew past him from behind. It was cold, but nothing that he wasn't used to. He pulled his hat down a little as he slumped to the ground, leaning against a tree trunk.
It was a day after Christmas, however, he wasn't exactly aware of that trivial fact.
I wonder how Mom is doing, he thought, pulling Pikachu into his lap. Hope she's doing alright... huh, I should probably visit her sometime.
He smiled and nuzzled Pikachu's forehead and the pokemon pawed his shoulder in return. ".... really soon," he muttered. We'll go back home really soon.
That moment of excitement shared between the two subsided quic