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[platinumplastic]

[It's a beautiful, snowy evening. All is calm, all is quiet

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[time_mast3r]

[Here you go Gira, have your sister giving you a grim look symbolizing "wtf r u doin with that"]

[platinumplastic]

[OH SNAP, IT'S DIALGA. Giratina ducks behind her snowball. Which doesn't really work, because she's still much bigger than it. Fail!Tina is go.]

Oh. Um. Dialga! I. Uh. I was just... um.

[time_mast3r]

[Oh she thinks that's cute...okay not really.]

You weren't attempting something that would have consequences, hmm? Because you know how I do not tolerate that...

[platinumplastic]

[She tries to shrink farther back behind the snowball, but all she's really doing is making herself look like some kind of mutated turtle.]

No! No, it's nothing like that, I promise! I wasn't trying to do anything bad, I just... I just thought...

[time_mast3r]

[If she wasn't so angry she'd be trying to stifle a laugh right now. :c]

Doing what? [She's pretty calm right now, minus her facial expression.]

[platinumplastic]

[Giratina's... not quite so amused. She's pretty much lying with her neck flat against the snow now.]

Well, the snow looked so nice, and it never snows in my world, so... I... I just thought... I'd maybe build a snowman.

[time_mast3r]

[Wait, she realizes this is the coo' form of Gira that isn't an asshole...so she kinda calms down.]

Oh really? ...Would you like some assistance sister?

[platinumplastic]

[Giratina lifts her head and just... gapes for a second. Then, in an awed whisper:]

You... want to help me...?

[time_mast3r]

[...D'daww. ...Might as well do something good today.]

Of course, as long as we be wary of those in our surroundings.

[platinumplastic]

[And Giratina's just beside herself with glee. She gets right up, nodding enthusiastically.]

Oh, of course! I won't touch anything, I promise!

...E-except for the snow, I mean.