third tilt ♛ video/action for goldenrod

[loveofcamelot]

[ The feed opens to the sound of tiny feet punching through snow, and the dolphinesque giggles of a baby Pokémon. All the camera picks up is bright, glittering white, but in the background, there are heavier footfalls stuttering along, and the sound of a man's voice- ]

-said get back here! Bad- bad girl! Hand it back!

[ All at once, the camera

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[somanytosofew]

[England does recognise Arthur from last time he was here. A friend of Merlin's wasn't he? And that was enough to make him curious when he sees him out and about and apparently grovelling in a snowdrift?

He only has Lambton the dratini with him today, acting as a scarf since the others all found it too cold and refused to be roused from bed.]

Have you lost something?

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[loveofcamelot]

[ Arthur glances up and assesses England briefly, then gestures vaguely to... all the snow around them. ]

There's a Smoochum in here somewhere.

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[somanytosofew]

Ah... I see. [He isn't entirely sure what a Smoochum is but he can guess.]

Does it do this often?

[Lambton peeks out from beneath his collar.]

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[loveofcamelot]

Too often for my liking. Hide and Seek is her favourite game, especially in the snow.

[ A blonde mop of Smoochum hair pops out of a snowdrift, just out of the line of vision of both men, to look at Lambton, wide-eyed. ]

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[somanytosofew]

I see... Sounds like an awkward sort of game in this weather.

Lambton notices, and peers back without making a sound.]

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[loveofcamelot]

[ Dryly: ] It's not exactly pleasant for non-Ice types like us.

[ She waves frantically, then beckons with both arms. Come play, Lambton! ]

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[somanytosofew]

Rain, I can cope with. Ice and snow are not quite my climate for the most part.

[With a surrepticious look, Lambton dives off England's shoulder and into the snow, cooing happily.]

Ah... Lambton!

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[loveofcamelot]

I'd prefer rain, myse-

[ Arthur stops short, following Lambton's impromptu flight with his eyes. He catches sight of a tiny pink bottom as the Smoochum disappears yet again, burrowing deep into the snow with her new friend. ]

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[somanytosofew]

[Lambton is quick to follow, diving into a snowdrift, apparently entirely at home.]

Oh dear god... we're never going to find them!