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Advent Calendar 2022

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It's December 1st, first day of Advent.

If you celebrate Advent, then you definitely know the concept of the Advent Calendar. Every day, one new thing gets uncovered. Some days are prizes, some are bonuses, and others tell a story. Be sure to check back every day to see what unlocks!


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2022.12.02
Sprigatito had never believed in Santa Claus. She didn’t even believe in snow. Rain, of course, was common in her home region, but cold white flakes falling from the sky instead? That sounded too magical, even for her. Whenever her trainer read her and the other Pokémon in her team a bedtime story that involved Christmas in any form, she yawned and fell asleep long before the story had reached its exciting point, which every other team member of hers had been impatiently waiting for. Sometimes, the others tried to wake her up again, only for her to groan with annoyance, before she left the room in search for a better sleeping spot where nobody would disturb her well-deserved sleep.
And now that it was Winter again, the time for annoying bedtime stories was right around the corner. Sprigatito loved her trainer and her teammates, but she loathed this time of the year.
So whenever the sun was setting now, she climbed on top of the roof of her home, and looked into the evening sky. Sure, the nights were getting cold, but snow was nowhere to be seen. Her trainer insisted that it would be snowing this year. He did that every year. And every year the disappointment was visible in her teammates’ eyes, when it didn’t. Why did he even promise such an impossible thing? Normally, he wasn’t so foolish to believe in fairy tales. The Grass Cat Pokémon shook her head and peeked through the window below her, where he was sitting in the room, reading to her teammates. Her friend Espurr stared back at her, and she felt somewhat guilty about not joining the others. But joining them would mean admitting that she didn’t have a distaste for these stories. And she had a massive distaste for them. So she sat there in quiet loneliness, enjoying the starry evening sky that was slowly turning dark.

Quaxly had ALWAYS believed in Christmas! And Santa Claus! And snow! This time of the year was the most exciting time in… well, the whole year! Sure, he had never seen the real Santa, nor snow, but he sure did believe in them regardless! And whenever his trainer took him with her when they went shopping, she had to carry him home under his loud protests, because he wanted to spend more time in the Christmas departments of the stores.
Everything was sparkly in there. And Quaxly loved sparkly things! His trainer always explained to the store owners that Quaxly’s father was a Corvisquire, which is why he was showing such an interest in all the glitter and tinsel. He didn’t know if that was true, and he didn’t care anyway. As long as he could take a sparkly souvenir with him, he was happy.
Until one fateful day, when his trainer didn’t take him home with her from the shopping mall. She had tried, of course, but Quaxly didn’t want to go home. In the main hall he had discovered a giant Christmas Tree with lots of shiny things between its many twigs. He COULDN’T go home just yet. And so he hid in the mall until it closed, and his trainer had to give up searching for him with tears in her eyes. Did he feel guilty about making her sad? Maybe just a little. But how often did she make him sad, when she forced him to leave early? Exactly! It was only fair for him to return the favor!
And once the lights in the mall went out, Quaxly left his hiding spot under a shelf and went exploring. He waddled through the quiet mall until he found the Christmas Tree, which was still shining bright. The Duckling Pokémon’s eyes went wide. What an astounding sight to behold!
But then a floodlight from outside the mall made Quaxly freeze on the spot, and his little adventure in the nightly mall ended, before it really had the chance to begin. But a bigger adventure was already waiting for him…

Fuecoco didn’t care for Christmas specifically. If Santa Claus existed or not was meaningless to him, and as long as he got his fair share of treats, he was fine with whatever jollifications his trainer was celebrating. They were always so happy when Christmas came around, but Fuecoco never understood the meaning of it. For a while, he thought that eating a lot was the meaning of Christmas. But that didn’t seem to be the case, even though there were more tasty things on the table than the whole rest of the year.
And this year, his trainer seemed to have lost it completely. They put him on a diet! A diet, of all things!
Fuecoco didn’t understand, why they were so cruel to him. He didn’t do anything wrong. Sure, they said it was for his best, but what was best for Fuecoco was still something that only he had to decide for himself! And he had to eat a lot to grow big and strong!
One night, his belly rumbled so loud that he couldn’t stand it any longer. And so he left his home and wandered into the night on the search for something edible.
In the nearby forest he found a few berries, but those weren’t enough to stop his growling tummy. So he went farther away from his home, where his trainer was fast asleep, not knowing they would be missing their precious Fire Croc Pokémon in the morning.
The fire energy flickering atop his head was glowing brighter with every berry he ate. When suddenly, found a cookie lying on the ground. Without a second thought, he gobbled down the cookie and saw another one lying in the distance. He followed the trail. That he had already strayed far from home didn’t matter to him. Fuecoco was a Pokémon with a mission!


2022.12.8
The lanky train conductor looked at his pocket watch. He was running out of time. Again. It was the same old story every year. November had passed in the blink of an eye, and now it was Christmastime and everyone was getting hectic. Even his boss had been unusually riled the last time he talked to him. And that had been a month ago. In fact, he hadn’t even seen him since then. But it wasn’t his job to question the whereabouts of his boss. No, his job was to collect three young Pokémon every year and take them to Glaseado Mountain, so they could experience the miracle of Christmas for themselves. And not just any three young Pokémon, because that would have been too easy. The conductor was given a list with their names and the exact spot, at which he had to pick them up.
He put his pocket watch away and sighed. What was this Fuecoco doing here all alone in the forest anyway? That little guy could consider himself lucky that he had been there in time to create a path of cookies for him to follow.
And that Quaxly in the shopping mall? Had his trainer just forgotten about him?
But now both of them were safe in the train. There was only one Pokémon left for him to collect. And time was working against him. A tradition, just like every year.

Sprigatito was sleeping in the cozy warmth of her bed. Even though she skipped the bedtime story like every day, she wasn’t crazy enough to spend the night outside in the cold.
Espurr and the others were sleeping in the same room, and she had to be careful not to wake them up when she had enough of staring into the starry sky. Good thing she had velvet paws.
And so she curled up in her bed and quickly fell asleep.

A loud noise that sounded like a signal whistle sent Sprigatito shooting up vertically from her sleep. A bright light came through the window into her room and she had to squint her eyes to not get blinded by it. The signal whistle shrilled through the room once again and caused the furniture to vibrate a little. Sprigatito stuck her head under her pillow and wondered why none of her other teammates were waking up from this sudden sound and light invasion. Normally, she was the one with the deep sleep.
Whatever this noise was, she hoped it wouldn’t happen again.
It had been a tiny wish. One, that wasn’t granted. The third time the signal whistle was blown seemed to be even louder now that she was under her pillow.
Groaning, she pulled her head away from under it and left the room. The Grass Cat Pokémon would find the source of the noise, and she would make it go silent. She wanted her beauty sleep. No, she needed it!

She marched straight through the cat flap of the front door and didn’t believe her eyes when she saw it. A giant old-looking passenger train was standing in front of the driveway. It looked like it belonged on rails, but there were no rails on the street the last time she checked. Confused, Sprigatito tilted her head a little.
There was something written on the train in Pokémon language: “Glaseado Express”.
Sprigatito had heard of Glaseado Mountain before. It had appeared in some stories that her trainer had read to her. This smelled like a prank he would try to pull on her for not listening to his bedtime stories. An illusion, probably created by another one of her teammates, a Gengar with a crude sense of humor.
“Very funny!” she exclaimed. “You can stop with your charade now. Let me sleep!”
With a creak, one door of the locomotive opened and a lanky figure jumped down onto the ground. It had a clipboard in one of its long claws. “Sprigatito?” his voice asked.
<Curiosity does bad things to the Sprigatito.> she thought, yet hers still managed to overwhelm her and the Grass Cat Pokémon came closer to the figure. “That’s me.”
“Congratulations! You were selected to board the Glaseado Express to meet Santa Claus and-”
“Sure, whatever. This is an illusion, right?” she asked. “Set up by my fellow Gengar. But I’m not falling for that!”
“Do I look like an illusion to you?” the figure lowered its clipboard and showed his face to her.
It had similarities with that of a Sneasel, but was strangely deformed. Nothing she had seen before. And she knew that Gengar could only create illusions of something he had seen before as well. She wasn’t too sure if he had ever seen such a weird Pokémon.
“I… don’t know.” she reluctantly said.
“Because I don’t think I am an illusion. I feel very real. And do you know what’s also real? Time! And we’re running out of it. So, you coming, or what?” he asked with a stern look. Those claws looked like they could hurt pretty bad, if she said no.
“Excuse me, where did you say we’re going?” she sheepishly asked.
“Glaseado Mountain.” he said, and his claws clacked against the clipboard.
That was it. She was getting kidnapped. They had always warned her about not talking to strangers, and now here she was, talking to a dangerous-looking train conductor who was about to take her with him to an unknown place to sell her to some rich trainer on the black market who wanted a Sprigatito for their nephew and-
“Hey!” a voice wrenched her from her thoughts. “Come aboard! We are getting hot chocolate and cookies in here!”
She blinked and tried to search for the source of the voice. There was a Fuecoco looking out from one of the train’s windows. Next to him was a Quaxly, smiling at her and holding up one of the cookies in his wing. Those two didn’t look like they were getting kidnapped. In fact, they looked quite unkidnapped and happy.
“I’ll come aboard if I can sit in their compartment.” Sprigatito said.
“Of course you can. But hurry up! Time is running out!” the train conductor insisted.
Sprigatito nodded, still a bit hesitant, but she went to the compartment in which she spotted the other two Pokémon. With a courageous jump she boarded the Glaseado Express.
The train conductor sighed and went aboard after her as well.
“Next stop: Glaseado Mountain!” an announcement came through the creaking speakers, and the train started to move before Sprigatito even managed to sit down.


2022.12.18
The inside of the train was well tempered. The conductor took Sprigatito to her seat which was covered in red velvet, just like all the other seats. Not that she would have needed a guide, as the rest of the wagon was empty except for both Quaxly and Fuecoco who were already waiting for her. Of course, she would sit next to them.
Fuecoco was munching on a whole bag of cookies, while Quaxly was sipping from a cup of hot chocolate. And both were waving at her, until she came closer. “Hey, guys!” Sprigatito smiled.
“Hi! Awesome that you are also coming with us! We are going to meet Santa Claus!” Quaxly chattered with excitement.
Almost instantly, Spirgatito’s smile vanished. <Oh no! Not another fairy tale believer.>
She didn’t even bother answering the Duckling Pokémon, and instead she looked at Fuecoco, who was still absorbed in shoveling cookies inside his big mouth. “Do you also believe in Santa Claus?” she asked the Fire Croc Pokémon almost accusingly.
“Ah ‘u’o.” he replied something unintelligible, while chewing both audibly and visibly. Sprigatito already regretted having boarded the train, but a look outside the window revealed to her that they had left her home far behind. Further than she had ever been away from it. Jumping off the train and running back home seemed impossible.
Quaxly poked Fuecoco with his wing. “Come on, we talked about this. Eat up first, then speak!”
The fire type Pokémon gulped down the crushed cookie mass and instinctively got another two out of the bag, but stopped himself before putting them into his mouth. “I don’t know.” he repeated his answer. “But as long as I’m getting delicious cookies, I’m happy. If you want some yourself, go ask the conductor.”
She had almost forgotten about the conductor. He was still standing next to her seat, smiling at her. “May I offer you some hot chocolate and cookies? It’s going to be a long ride.”
“I guess, I’ll take a hot chocolate and some cookies then.” she nodded, and the conductor left the compartment, leaving the three alone.
“Don’t you believe in Santa Claus?” Quaxly asked her, tilting his head.
“Can we please not have this conversation? I’m tired and not in the mood to discuss fictional characters right now.” she yawned.
“But he is real!” Quaxly insisted.
“If he is real, we’re going to meet him soon enough.” Fuecoco said, between another pair of cookies.
“I know for sure that he is! Who else is putting the presents under the Christmas Tree each year?” Quaxly confidently asked, like if he was making a good point.
“Your trainer.” Sprigatito said without batting an eye.
The indignation was visible on the water type’s face. “That’s not true!”
“It is. And deep down, you already know it!” Sprigatito poked his chest with her paw.
“Take that back, you conceited kitten!” he shouted.
“Make me, you featherbrained bird!” she huffed.
Both glared at each other. One wrong move from either of them and a full-fledged battle would have started, right here in the train. A battle that she would win. <Type advantage, you dumb duck!> she thought, while looking into the eyes of the obstinate Pokémon.
“Oh. My cookies are empty.” Fuecoco realized with disappointment and both riled up Pokémon lost their focus of each other for a second, before beginning to stare at their respective counterpart again.
At that moment, the compartment door opened, and the conductor came back in, with a steaming cup of hot chocolate and a fresh bag of cookies. He came over to the two Pokémon who were still glaring at each other menacingly and cleared his throat to make notice of him. “I’ve got the cookies and hot chocolate you ordered.”
Sprigatito didn’t even look at him. “They can have it. I’ve lost my appetite.”
“How unfortunate.” he said. “Can I do anything else for you?”
“Yes! Leave me alone! All of you!” Sprigatito jumped down from the red velvet and went to another bench in the back of the compartment, far away from Fuecoco and Quaxly. Frustrated, she hopped onto the seat and rolled herself up like she always did in her bed at home. Home… she was already missing her home.
She covered her face with her tail so that the others wouldn’t see the tears that were running down her face.

“Whoa!”
The surprised exclamation made her wake up again. She raised her head and blinked. The lights in the train were off and instead sunlight was coming through the windows. How long had she slept?
She looked over to Quaxly and Fuecoco, who were standing on their seats, looking out of the window.
“What’s so interesting that our fiery friend here forgets to eat?” she asked.
Quaxly just made a derogatory gesture with his wing into her direction without turning his head. “You wouldn’t believe it anyway.”
Shaking her head, she looked out of the window. White. Everything was covered in powdery white. It took her a moment to realize what this was. Or better, what it COULD be. Single flakes were slowly falling down from the sky, landing on top of the white cover that was already there, while the train was still rushing ever-so-fast, which almost made it look like the white flakes were standing still in the air.
“Is this… snow?” she asked, still in denial.
“Of course it is!” Quaxly chattered. “I knew it was real!”
“It looks kinda tasty.” said Fuecoco.
Sprigatito was torn. She was seeing it with her own two eyes, but she couldn’t believe it just yet. “Do they expect us to just stay in here and stare?”
“What do you want to do? Jump off the train?” the Duckling Pokémon’s voice sounded a little too excited about his own thought.
“Do I look like an idiot?” she groaned.
“So far, you have acted like one!” Quaxly replied.
“She gave me her cookies. And you thankfully took her hot chocolate.” Fuecoco reminded him.
“Fair point.” the water type Pokémon said.
Sprigatito looked around in the train compartment, until her eyes found a suspicious looking lever. “Emergency Brake” was written underneath.
“Are you ready for a little adventure?” she grinned.

Before the tires of the Glaseado Express even stood completely still, the three curious Pokémon had already opened the door and jumped into the snowy field.
Sprigatito felt the cold texture of the frozen water crystals under her sensitive paws, and she let out a squeal of joy and surprise. When her trainer had told her about snow she never expected it to feel so different from regular water. She planted her face into it and felt how her body heat was slowly melting away the ice into cold water, moisturizing herself with it. A welcome refreshment after her fur had dried out from crying earlier.
Meanwhile, Fuecoco tried to catch snowflakes with his mouth, always wondering why they weren’t as crunchy anymore when he bit down on them.
And Quaxly just enjoyed himself, lying down in the snow and flapping his wings and legs, so when he stood up, it looked like a legendary Lunala had been lying there, which he knew from stories his trainer had told him.
All three of them had their fun, until Sprigatito spotted something in close distance. In a pile of snow there was something red. At first, she thought it was a fruit that had been covered by it, but when she came closer, she realized that it was too big for a fruit. And when she wiped the snow away, she discovered that it was a completely red egg without any pattern, wrapped in a white-green ribbon that formed a decorative bow.
“Hey guys, have you ever seen an egg like this?” she called the others over to her.
They came closer and looked at it. “Looks like a present.” Quaxly stated.
“But for whom?” she asked. “There is no letter attached or anything else.”
Fuecoco knocked on the shell. “Doesn’t sound like a chocolate egg either. What if something hatches from it?”
“Can eggs even hatch at this low temperature?” Sprigatito asked.
Suddenly a shadow was looming over them from behind. “Who of you jesters pulled the emergency brake?”
They all turned around on the spot and looked into the face of the conductor who didn’t look a bit amused.
Sprigatito wanted to explain the situation but Fuecoco was faster. “Sorry, that was me. I have overeaten on cookies, and I felt like throwing up, so I had to get out of the train.”
“Exactly! And we are here to look after our friend to help him.” Quaxly quickly nodded.
Sprigatito felt like she took a bit too long to also nod, but the conductor seemed to believe them.
“Well then, I hope you’re feeling better now, because we have to keep on moving!” he said with a glance at his pocket watch he was holding in his claw. “Quick now! Departure is in two minutes! With or without you!”
He turned around and ran back to the Glaseado Express without looking at the three Pokémon nor the red egg again.
“Wasn’t his task to take us to Glaseado Mountain?” Sprigatito asked.
“Better not risk finding out how serious he is handling his task. Let’s hurry.” Quaxly said and ran after the conductor.
Fuecoco quickly waddled behind him.
Sprigatito looked at the egg once more. “No way I’m leaving you here.” she said and put it on her back, before running towards the train. “Wait for me!” Now she wasn’t as opposed to going to Glaseado Mountain anymore. If snow was real, there was a small chance that Santa was real as well. And if he was, she couldn’t wait to meet him!


2022.12.24
“You lied for me.” Sprigatito stated, when the conductor was out of hearing range. “I’ve been mean to you, but you lied for me, and now you are forbidden to eat more cookies until we reach Glaseado Mountain.”
Fuecoco shrugged, as far as it was possible with his physique. “I didn’t want you to get in trouble for pulling the brake.”
“And you? You could have blown the whistle on me.” she looked at Quaxly.
“That wouldn’t be in the spirit of Christmas.” he said.
“But lying is?”
“Fine, next time I won’t save your fluffy tail. Happy now?” he rolled his eyes.
“No… I just… ugh… Thank you!” she sighed.
A smile became visible on his face. “You’re welcome.”

The Glaseado Express was dashing inexorably through the snowy scenery, until Glaseado Mountain became visible in the distance.
All three Pokémon in the compartment were awestruck from the sight that presented itself to them. And the train didn’t stop at the foot of the mountain. It went straight up the steep, pushing the friends into their seats. Sprigatito glanced at the egg that she still held by her side, but it was just as motionless as it had been for the whole ride. Maybe, whatever was inside, hadn’t survived the cold of the snow. And then, the train stopped.
The door to their compartment opened, and the conductor entered. “We’ve reached our destination! I hope you’re ready to visit the toy factory and afterward, you’re going to meet Santa!”
“I was hatched ready!” Quaxly whispered with glittering eyes.
“Okay, let’s see if this Santa Claus is real after all!” Sprigatito said with a challenging tone in her voice.
The conductor seemed to notice the red egg next to Sprigatito. “You should take that with you, if it is yours.”
“Of course!” she said and put it on her back again.

They had left the Glaseado Express behind them and wandered through the snow that covered the plateau of the mountaintop. Determined, the conductor led the way, and the three young Pokémon followed him.
“Behold!” he announced and made a powerful gesture with his clawed hands. “Santa’s toy factory!”
The massive building seemingly appeared out of nowhere in front of him, and he opened the door.
“What happened here?” Sprigatito heard him whispering to himself as his facial expression slipped.
The toy factory was in shambles. Broken toys covered the floor, and no soul was in sight.
Then he turned around to the three. “You stay here! I’ll have to go check on some things.” With that, he ran off, and left the three Pokémon standing in the entrance of the factory.
"It's getting cold out here. We should go inside." Quaxly decided and the others agreed.

The huge hall was filled with strange-looking machines and conveyor belts, some of which still moved but didn't have anything on them to convey. And the whole room was decorated with tinsel. The Duckling Pokémon ran over to the next best piece that lied on the ground, picked it up and threw it over his shoulder. "How do I look?" he chattered with excitement.
"Amazing!" Fuecoco said and tried to applaud him, but his arms were too short for that.
Sprigatito strolled to Quaxly and picked one end of the tinsel up and put it on his head. "Now you look great!" she smiled. "Let's find a mirror, so you can see what you look like!"
On their way through the factory, the three picked up different things. Quaxly found a star-shaped Christmas tree topper and a bag with candy and a Kirlia plush in it.
Fuecoco's bag had a Toxel plush, and he found what he thought to be big, ball-shaped cookies. Before any of the others could tell him that those were Christmas baubles, he had already stuffed the Pokéball-looking bauble into his mouth and tried to chew on it. Fortunately, the material was sturdy enough to withstand the first bite, and he then spit it out a little disappointed.
Sprigatito’s bag had a Dedenne plush in it, and she also found two decorated Christmas baubles that she played with for a while.
All three of them and even the mysterious egg, which Sprigatito still carried, were covered in tinsel, when they entered the next hall of the factory. In this room, presents piled up until under the ceiling. And somewhere, way above them, there was something moving in the pile.
“Did you see that?” Sprigatito asked.
“What?” Fuecoco asked.
“I swear there was a movement in the pile.” she said.
“I don’t see anything.” Quaxly replied.
“Now it’s gone.” she squinted, but couldn’t see anything moving.
“Ah, there you are!” they heard the conductor’s voice behind them. “I’m sorry for the chaos this miscreant has caused.”
The three Pokémon turned around and saw the conductor standing there, having grabbed a Pokémon by its harness. The Pokémon looked a lot like a Stantler, but somehow slightly different. Just like the conductor looked a lot like a Sneasel, but different. And the Stantler-like creature’s antlers were completely entangled in fairy lights.
"It's not that Chloé isn't a good girl, she is just easily startled. And when the fairy lights she loves so much suddenly won't come off of her anymore, she easily panics. But look at her. She trained so hard to get the job, and with the lights on her, the boss even agreed on letting her fly the sleigh instead of Rudolph this year. We can't be mad at little Chloé, can we? Even if she destroyed half of the toy factory…" he told them through gritted teeth.
They looked at the Stantler-like Pokémon that had her head hanging low, apparently in shame. "She is precious!" Quaxly exclaimed.
“Yes, she is.” the conductor nodded. “But without supervision, she’ll cause chaos again, so she is staying with us now. Are y’all ready to meet Santa Claus?”
“Stop asking if I’m ready, just take us to him already!” Quaxly almost burst with excitement.
“Of course, little duckling, of course.” he smiled and took them with him again.
Sprigatito’s doubts were gone. This giant toy factory had to be proof of Santa being real. And she was about to meet him! She tried to contain her excitement as well as she could, but inside she felt really nervous. Santa would know about her being a non-believer. Would he be mad at her?
The conductor led them through the big hall in which the presents piled up and into another smaller, but Christmas-themed decorated hall with a single empty armchair at the end of it. He checked his pocket watch. “He should be here any minute now.” he said, and Sprigatito noticed a smidgen of nervousness in his voice. “Just you wait!”
And so they waited. In the first few minutes, Sprigatito thought that Santa was just late and that he would show up sooner or later. Probably later.
In the next hour, even Quaxly stopped bobbing up and down with excitement. Fuecoco stated that he was getting hungry again. And Sprigatito kept looking at the door, the only entrance to the room. If Santa was real, he had to be coming through that door.
She heard the conductor checking on his pocket watch once again. This was the third time in ten minutes now. And he seemed to be getting more and more nervous.
Only Chloé was happily munching away at some hay that had apparently been placed there just for her.
“Where are all the elves?” Quaxly’s curious voice broke the silence.
“Elves?” the conductor asked.
“The Christmas Elves! The ones that help with fabricating the toys and getting them ready for Santa to deliver! We have seen the toy factory, but there were no elves!” he explained.
“Ohh, the Christmas Elves.” the conductor said, as if he remembered just now. “They are on vacation already. They have worked all year, and now they indulge in their well-deserved rest.”
“Bollocks!” Sprigatito couldn’t take it anymore. With every minute that had passed, her newfound belief vanished further, and the conductor’s obvious lie about the elves was the straw that broke the Numel’s back. “This was just a ruse to get us three here to Glaseado Mountain to… I don’t even know why he brought us here! But clearly there is no Santa Claus, just like there are no Elves. If you want to stay here and believe his lies, feel free to do so. But I’m going home!” she announced and marched towards the door.
Quaxly and Fuecoco stood there, shocked by her sudden emotional upsurge.
When she didn’t stop at the open door, the conductor ran after her. “Please wait little one, I’m sure Santa will show up soon with a good explanation on what took him so long!”
“You lied to me!” she shouted angrily at him, while turning around a little too mindless. A sudden audible Crack next to her made her realize that she had dropped the egg that she had carried on her back. “Oh no…” she whispered, too scared to look at it…
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This is gonna be fun. Thanks VA Team!
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Thank you very much for this Event.

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I love advent calendars so much, they're my favorite thing about Christmas! I'm super excited! Thank you for this event!
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great news, i'am already hyped for it, hopefully i manage to open every door this year. thanks for bringing this awesome feature back^^
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Thanks for the event and the calender :3
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I love it so much .. weeelll done ❤️
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Thank you for the advent calendar! :3
My raffle luck isn't very good, but I'm looking forward to the next few days <3
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That's really cool! Somehow I find a "talking" delibird slightly creepy (and I wish that real life advent calenders would also give me 5000$ on day 1!) but it looks nice and I'm looking forward to what is going to pop up the next days! :)
I also like the little flap animation when you hover over todays door.
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Looking forward to opening a door a day! Thanks for the Advent calendar.
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*secretly holds out Pokenip for the new starters* I heard we get to learn more about the SV starters somewhere? Looking forward to getting my hands on a Fuecoco. I love grass kitty, but the fire type won me over.
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Syiren wrote: December 2nd, 2022, 12:04 am *secretly holds out Pokenip for the new starters* I heard we get to learn more about the SV starters somewhere? Looking forward to getting my hands on a Fuecoco. I love grass kitty, but the fire type won me over.
I'm wondering if we can already get them or if we have to wait until we get an update in this thread. Did your pokenip work yet?

EDIT: Aaand there is the update! :)
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Love the new congratz promos.
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Too bad I really hate getting promos through the Raffle XD I'd be broke till the end of december.
But clicking promos trio are really something, and I want them all. Thanks Yoshiki for showing us their shiny versions :V
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Alive wrote: December 2nd, 2022, 12:21 pm Too bad I really hate getting promos through the Raffle XD I'd be broke till the end of december.
Who said that the Winter Promos are only there until the end of December?^^
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KitsuLeif wrote: December 2nd, 2022, 12:24 pm
Alive wrote: December 2nd, 2022, 12:21 pm Too bad I really hate getting promos through the Raffle XD I'd be broke till the end of december.
Who said that the Winter Promos are only there until the end of December?^^
Okay, now you got my attention :) It seems like it's gonna be long raffle-chain (or pain) for me, but thanks for calming me down *phew* Maybe I can get 'em all before they retire :)
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Wauw what a great event, thank you so much =D
And i love the money gift <3
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