Dawn knew it was very cold when she went to bed. She knew the possibility for snow was great, especially considering the high-levels of snow that Sinnoh received yearly. What she didn't know was that her best friend, Barry, would be hovering over her face when she woke up.
The blond boy sat on Dawn's legs and leaned just inches away from her face. As her eyes began to open, he drew closer so that when Dawn opened her eyes completely, it was because they were touching noses.
"Barry!" Dawn screamed. She bolted upright and knocked foreheads with the boy in the process. "What're you doing?!" she yelled in distress.
Barry covered her mouth with his hand and shooshed her, "It snooooowed," he whispered. He crawled off the pink quilt and started pulling clothes out of Dawn's dresser. He tossed a snover sweater at her as well as a pair of jeans and fuzzy socks.
"What's going on?" Dawn asked. Barry ran over and slapped a hand over her mouth as he shooshed her again.
"Snoooow…" he whispered again. He spun around and crossed his arms, "Get dressed!"
Dawn looked from her best friend and the outfit he picked out, deciding whatever he was doing couldn't possibly be that bad. She changed into the clothes quickly and muttered an "OK" once she was ready. Barry took her hand and dragged Dawn down the stairs to the front door. Dawn finally took a look out the window and saw that it was still pitch-black outside. "Barry!" she hissed, "It's still dark! What time is it?"
"About 6 o'clock in the morning…!" he replied. Barry threw open the closet and reached for what he knew was Dawn's jacket and her boots. The pastel purple jacket was wool, so it would still be warm despite the time of…morning.
"Why do you wanna go outside this early?!" Dawn fussed, putting the jacket on regardless. Barry grabbed his own burnt-orange jacket off the back of a chair and pulled it on as well as his boots. "How did you get in here?"
"Your momma didn't lock the door…" Barry answered with the biggest smile on his pudgy face. "Let's go, I gotta show you something!" Barry took Dawn's mitten-covered hand just as she finished pulling on her boots and ran out the door.
Outside, the streetlamps were glowing in the falling snow. The already white covered ground crunched under their boots, though it was barely heard over the howling wind. Dawn pulled her collar closer to her neck and tucked her hair down the back of the jacket. "It's freezing!" she fussed now loudly. "What are we doing out here?!"
"C'mon! Follow me or I'm fining you 10,000 Poke!" Barry ran ahead toward the lake. Dawn groaned but ran after him, hoping to convince her friend to go back home and get back into bed.
They came up to a bunch of trees and slowed down. Dawn looked around with her arms crossed, puffing her cheeks in annoyance, "So?!"
Barry shooshed her and looked around. "Ah-ha!" he shouted when he looked in a bush. Dawn peered over it as well and gasped at what she saw. A staravia was sat with two starly in a little nest surrounded with tiny colorful boxes. Dawn looked to Barry in surprise and he read her expression, "Well, I found them a few days ago and brought them a bunch a food but then they brought a bunch of little boxes and I opened some of them and they had presents in them!" Barry explained, "I wanted to show you!"
"…You couldn't have waited until AFTER it snowed?!" Dawn fussed. She had to fight to keep her teeth from chattering. Barry laughed awkwardly and scratched the back of his head.
He would have responded had Staravia not interjected. "Star!" she called before shoving two boxes the children's way. Dawn and Barry took the gifts and opened them at the pokemon's insistence. Inside either box was a scarf. The one in Dawn's box was long and white and so, so soft to the touch. Barry's scarf was forest green and about ¾ the length of Dawn's, though still just as soft.
"They're so pretty!" Dawn cooed. Staravia beamed at the child and chirped for them both to put the scarves on. Dawn wrapped hers around her neck evenly so that the ends hung over her front. Barry didn't quite know how to wear the scarf, so Dawn helped him. She wrapped it around his neck so one end was hidden under the longer side. "Thank you, Staravia!" Dawn said, petting the pokemon on the head.
"Yeah, thanks!" Barry grinned and scratched the bird under the beak. They stood back up straight and Barry dropped down some candy in a paper bowl to leave for the three pokemon as he had been doing every morning around this same time. "We should probably go home 'fore our mommies wake up…"
"Yeah, let's go," Dawn smiled and took Barry's hand. As they walked, she turned to wave to the three birds. Barry did the same and then took off running, dragging Dawn behind him.
As Dawn pushed open the front door to her house, her mother cried out. "Dawn! Oh, dear, thank Arceus you're OK!" Johanna collapsed to the floor and scooped her daughter into her arms. "Where were you? I was worried sick!"
"I'm sorry, Mommy…" Dawn apologized in a small voice. "Me and Barry were in the snow…"
Her mother released her and held Dawn at arm's length, "Honey, it's freezing out there, why on earth were you two out so early?"
"Pokemon!" Dawn answered. "Barry's been taking care of some pokemon near the lake and he showed them to me!" Her mother sighed and got to her feet.
"Well, next time you two decide to go off somewhere, please, for the love of Mew, tell me!" she fussed. Johanna wen to the kitchen to start fixing breakfast. "Do you want some waffles, sweetie?"
"Yeah, waffles!" Dawn giggled, hopping through the living room as she tried to take off her boots and jacket. Dawn decided to leave on her scarf, though, as she found it to be so warm and soft. Dawn hopped up on the counter beside her mom to help fix the waffles.
"Where'd you get the scarf, Dawn?" Johanna asked.
"Oh!" Dawn grinned, "Staravia gave it to me!"
"Staravia?" her mother giggled, "That Barry's fueling your imagination, isn't he?"
"No! It really was a staravia!" Dawn fussed. "And Barry's got a green one!" Her mother ruffled her hair and had Dawn help her pout the batter into the waffle iron, but the origin of the scarves was never question ever again. They just became a part of Dawn and Barry's looks, and it was all thanks to that sweet staravia.
So, I've always wanted to think of a reason that these characters always wear scarves, even when there's no snow or (as far as we knew) cold weather. I'm probably going to do a part two with Lucas, and maybe a part three with all three of them because OT3
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