[IC] 004 [VIDEO] -Flash forward to afternoon of November 25, 2010-
[The feed starts with a close-up of Gumshoe as he adjusts his PokéGear. He leans back and we see that he's sitting cross-legged in front of the camera on a snow bank within the Ice Path, wearing almost everything he owns at the moment in an effort to stay warm. Almost. Far behind him one can barely make out Porkchop sleeping in a makeshift nest composed entirely of what appears to be the pants from Gumshoe's Team Rocket uniform. A hyperactive Missile bounds about the cave and in and out of the shot, bundled in a Team Rocket shirt.
Hey everyone! I'm still a few days away from getting out of this place, but I wanted to show you what I found today.
[He reaches off camera and pulls a small furry animal into the frame. It vaguely resembles a walking toupee, except it's got beady little eyes that it keeps closed as much as possible and tiny little legs that are currently flailing wildly as Gumshoe holds it in midair. He's not so much agitated as he's unaware that he's no longer scurrying across the ice.]
This is Niffler. According to the 'Gear he's something called a "Swinub". All I know is right now, he's my new best friend.
See, I didn't realize how long it would take me to get through these caves, or how much food a Smeargle eats when it's bored and you've got your back turned. [He briefly turns and shoots an annoyed glance at Missile just as she slides out of the shot] I thought I was in trouble because I was out of food, see? And *chuckle* well, there's not much that grows in these caves. Or that's what I thought, anyway.
But then I found this little guy. [He shakes Niffler a bit in emphasis.] This thing's amazing: he can find food and water in this here, in places I never would have thought to look! He found a bunch of mushrooms right after I caught him, though Missile got into most of them already.
[Gumshoe doesn't yet realize that Missile probably saved him from an incredibly bizarre drug trip, given how the berries and fungus here affect humans.]
Yeah, I think I'm gonna like having this little guy around. [Gumshoe sets him on the snow proudly and Niffler scurries away, nose to the ground as he follows an endearing scent. Gumshoe looks up suddenly as he remembers...] Hey! Did you know it's Thanksgiving today? Yeah, I almost missed it, but I caught the date when I was checking the 'Gear and I realized what day it was. Interesting place to spend the day, huh? It could be worse, though.
I know we're all pretty scattered right now, but wherever you all are, I hope you're having a great Thanksgiving. Stay safe.
[He puts a touch too much emphasis on that last sentence, with good reason, but he maintains a smile as he reaches to close the feed.]
Hey everyone! I'm still a few days away from getting out of this place, but I wanted to show you what I found today.
[He reaches off camera and pulls a small furry animal into the frame. It vaguely resembles a walking toupee, except it's got beady little eyes that it keeps closed as much as possible and tiny little legs that are currently flailing wildly as Gumshoe holds it in midair. He's not so much agitated as he's unaware that he's no longer scurrying across the ice.]
This is Niffler. According to the 'Gear he's something called a "Swinub". All I know is right now, he's my new best friend.
See, I didn't realize how long it would take me to get through these caves, or how much food a Smeargle eats when it's bored and you've got your back turned. [He briefly turns and shoots an annoyed glance at Missile just as she slides out of the shot] I thought I was in trouble because I was out of food, see? And *chuckle* well, there's not much that grows in these caves. Or that's what I thought, anyway.
But then I found this little guy. [He shakes Niffler a bit in emphasis.] This thing's amazing: he can find food and water in this here, in places I never would have thought to look! He found a bunch of mushrooms right after I caught him, though Missile got into most of them already.
[Gumshoe doesn't yet realize that Missile probably saved him from an incredibly bizarre drug trip, given how the berries and fungus here affect humans.]
Yeah, I think I'm gonna like having this little guy around. [Gumshoe sets him on the snow proudly and Niffler scurries away, nose to the ground as he follows an endearing scent. Gumshoe looks up suddenly as he remembers...] Hey! Did you know it's Thanksgiving today? Yeah, I almost missed it, but I caught the date when I was checking the 'Gear and I realized what day it was. Interesting place to spend the day, huh? It could be worse, though.
I know we're all pretty scattered right now, but wherever you all are, I hope you're having a great Thanksgiving. Stay safe.
[He puts a touch too much emphasis on that last sentence, with good reason, but he maintains a smile as he reaches to close the feed.]