Okay, I'd been planning this since Yellow's birthday last year. Now, after trying to get this off the ground, I give Silver's birthday present to him. And I'm also going to do it for the other characters too so next up is Yellow's I think. Anyway.

Summary: Well if you were Silver's shoes do you think you'd get many Christmases? He just doesn't feel why Christmas matters. Yellow, on the other hand, wants him to feel it. So as my, and her gift to Silver, the warm fuzzy feeling of Christmas. ^_^

I want to say more but I'll wait til the end. Later.

Sad thing is, Christmas either has less and less meaning each year after your growing maturity, or it takes longer to get into the spirit. Or at least that's how it seems. Which didn't help Silver at all. He had been kidnapped when he was too young to remember, and in addition to the lack of holidays in the Mask of Ice's care, there wasn't very much reason to celebrate. The most Silver had known of Christmas was what Blue had told him. However, since their escape, Silver had gotten a few more friends, particularly fellow Dex Holders, like Gold and Crystal for example. His perverted and obnoxious but likeable and goodhearted in essence friend and his slim, fit, sweet, determined and intellectual friend respectively, though admittedly he had only so much interaction with Crystal. Thanks to this, he knew of Christmas but still felt deprived of the holiday's overall feeling.

In his most recent year, he had managed to find his father, his only known family member. He'd spent basically every Christmas like the rest of the year, looking for his family or helping Blue. If nothing else, Blue or Silver would at least call each other. For two reasons, because of Christmas, which Blue remembered more fondly than Silver, and so Blue could say "happy birthday". Silver had almost no emotional connection to the holiday but was ironically born on Christmas Eve, December 24th. Technically, this was the first Christmas where Silver could sit down and enjoy it. Yet it seemed so… difficult.

He felt it should've been easier but he also felt it was too late for him at this point. Although Gold would've let Silver spend Christmas with him, his mother wouldn't've minded. But Silver was usually no where around. The most that'd happened to him was that he'd gone to see Blue, to see how she was doing with her parents, that and the Christmas Party that Dex Holders attended as a reunion of sorts, and even then, Gold bugged him as usual and Crystal stopped to say hi to him but he'd mostly talked to Blue. He saw little point, the decorations, the customs. Silver just didn't see the happiness.

At the moment, he had been heading home and stopped to sit on a bench, relatively cleared of snow. He sat and thought to himself. Christmas time nor his birthday for that matter held very much significance to him. He had been exposed to the basic idea, but he was missing the tingling sensation it was supposed to have.

"Silver?" Came a voice.

He turned his head to see Yellow. A fellow Dex Holders, and though she was mostly Blue's friend, Silver owed her a lot. Particularly, it was mostly thanks to her help in Viridian City that he found his father and his roots.

"What're you doing out here? You'll catch a cold." She said softly.

"I'm fine; I grew up in an ice covered area." He replied.

"That's not entirely true, you escaped for one and you're not done growing yet." Yellow said reassuringly, "But why're you here? Why aren't you at home?"

Silver paused, "I don't know, I just am." He said.

Yellow took a second to respond, "…Well." She bent over and wiped some snow from the bench before sitting next to Silver, "Mind if we talk?" She asked.

"Why?" Asked Silver.

Yellow lifted her eyes up to the sky for a second to think, then looked back at Silver, "Just because."

Silver, as usual, stayed quiet at first, "…Well since you bothered to clear yourself a seat."

Yellow smiled sweetly, then she began the conversation; "So how are things with your dad?"

"Fine." Silver replied with his usual quiet and withdrawn personality.

"Where is he now? Are you guys coming back to Viridian?" Yellow asked.

"He's in one of my secret bases near Viridian but given his past actions, I don't know if we'll ever be able to just assume public lives." He replied dryly.

"I see." Yellow said looking downward.

"Besides, if I told you where he is…" Silver looked distrustfully at Yellow, "how do I know you wouldn't turn him in?"

"Oh Silver, I wouldn't." Yellow said promisingly.

"Really? Even considering his actions in Viridian Forest five years ago." Silver continued skeptically.

"Forgive and forget, it was five years ago." Yellow smiled, "Anyway you don't have to tell me where he is or anything."

Silver thought Yellow's words could be trusted. After all, she didn't turn him into the police for stealing a Pokémon. Probably because the Pokémon he'd stolen was happy with him. But he stayed silent.

"So how is your Christmas going?" Yellow asked another question, trying to keep the conversation going.

"Alright." Silver replied.

"Just alright?"

"Whatta you want me to say?"

"Well, nothing it's just… Blue told me about how you haven't really had a real Christmas before, so I was just hoping this one would go well for you." Yellow said.

Silver stayed quiet before accumulating a response, "That's very nice of you." Silver told her.

Yellow smiled. Maybe it was just his upbringing with Blue but Silver always tried to be more polite or as polite as possible around women, provided of course they weren't the enemy.

"Thank you." She all but whispered.

"Yeah, and if you must know, I'm not really feeling anything out of the ordinary."

"Oh really?" Yellow said back sympathetically, "You're just not feeling it?"

"I know people say there's a tingling feeling." Silver said.

"There's also this warm, happy, fuzzy felling you get." Yellow further described.

Silver moved his eyes to his perky, cheery subordinate. She smiled in her usual way that made you think it was her default, unaltered face, while Silver had his blank, "quiet type" face about him.

He grinned darkly, "Warm huh? No wonder I can't seem to feel it."

Yellow's smile faded and she cocked her head curiously, "What does that mean?"

"I'm a cold person and I haven't exactly had a warm environment to be brought up in." He explained.

"…I don't think that's entirely true." She said softly, "You've always had Blue, and you can be really nice."

"Give me one instance." Silver said skeptically.

"We're talking right now and you were nice enough to give me the time of day, and you've been really polite so far. I don't think you're cold at all."

"Really?" Silver said in his same skeptical and even "yeah right" tone.

"Yep." Yellow answered, bubbly and cheery as ever.

Silver looked at her. If nothing else, she at least looked like she was telling the truth. Her smile always seemed trustworthy, even magical if he so chose to call it. However, this only meant that she didn't see him as a cold person, not that he was supposed to agree. It was at least nice to have someone see him as nice.

"I never did say thank you did I?" Silver asked.

"For what?" Yellow asked.

"Back when I came to Viridian to find out who I am, and where I came from. I never asked you for your help but you helped a lot."

"When we first met?" Yellow tried to confirm.

"No, technically I've known you or, more accurately known about you for two years now."

Yellow smiled, "Well okay, when we first got to know each other."

"Basically when you helped me and then we didn't have to stop and snap our fingers just trying to remember each other's names." Silver sarcastically explained.

Yellow giggled. For one reason or another, this made Silver smile relaxantly.

"So, thank you."

"Anything you need." Yellow assured.

Silver looked relaxed as he closed his eyes and smiled (this is supposed to be viewed as manga style, so half the time they'd "smile" they'd close there eyes anyway, so keep that in mind).

"I should probably be going. I've been out longer than I planned to be, and I left some of my Pokémon to watch the house, so they probably miss me."

"I didn't mean to keep you." Silver said.

"Oh no, Silver, you didn't, I chose to stop. And you're doing it again by the way." Yellow said.

"Doing what?" Silver asked curiously.

"Being polite. See? You're not a cold person at all!" Yellow said happily.

Silver looked upwards to his right and didn't say anything. Perhaps he was just thinking over what Yellow said. She did bring up a valid point, Silver was being relatively nice to her. Maybe she reminded him of Blue, or maybe she was just easy to be nice to given how nice she is.

"Silver?" Yellow spoke out after exactly nine seconds of silence.

"Yeah?" He replied.

"Would you escort me home? I mean, if it's not much trouble, I-" She stopped herself.

"Uh, no it's no trouble." He said standing up.

"Thanks." Yellow said with a closed eyed smile.

"Yeah." Silver ended, and they began walking north together.

Yellow thought for a minute about what to say, then asked; "So, you expecting anything nice this year?"

"Wha-? Oh, because it's Christmas, um, no not really." Silver replied.

"Didn't ask for anything?"

"Not really. I don't really have any Christmassy mannerisms like expecting presents? You?"

"Ah, me neither. I'm happy with what I have, and my Uncle comes to visit so I'm ecstatic around this time of year anyway because I know he's coming over."

"Must feel great."

"It does, I owe him a lot."

"How far away is your house?" Silver asked.

"In a hurry to get rid of me?" Yellow joked.

She giggled while Silver acknowledgingly smiled.

"It's just up ahead, up this street and around that corner right there, then you turn left at the next turn up ahead and it's by the forest." She explained.

(If directions to your house include "turn off the pathed road"… You might be a Pokémon Trainer)

"Okay."

They came to said corner and crossed the street while Yellow continued to speak to Silver, "So what do you want to talk about before we get there?" She asked.

"I don't know." Silver replied.

"Um…" Yellow held her finger to her bottom lip and looked up, pondering for a decent topic.

Silver thought for a second before thinking to ask a question, "Hey Yellow?"

"Hm?"

"Remember when we were battling those two from Team Rocket? Sird and Orm I believe."

"Yeah."

"I'm still a little… intrigued by what you did."

"Whatta you mean?"

"How did you raise your Pokémon's levels?"

"I can just do that when my 'spirit raises' I believe they said it was."

"Is that what happened?"

"Kinda."

"So does it happen when you get angry?"

"No I'm not the kind of person who gets mad easily."

"I'm not so sure, you seemed pretty angry when you're Pokémon's levels rose. Something about not wanting the forest to be tainted."

"Well I felt strongly about that. The Viridian Forest is where I was born; it's where I spent a lot of my time. It's sacred to me."

Silver paused before replying, "I see."

"And I wasn't really mad I don't think." Yellow continued, "I was just serious and determined about protecting the forest."

"So then, as far as controlling your Pokémon's level goes, what would you call it?" Silver asked.

"I…" She stumbled, "I don't know, 'willpower'?"

"Willpower?"

"Something like that."

"What exactly do you mean by 'willpower'?"

"It's hard to explain. I think it's just control over my emotions more than anything. I become really in tune with my Pokémon and… I just have trouble explaining it. It's just part of my Viridian Powers. Does that answer your question?"

Silver was silent, "For now I suppose." He finally said, "But that's not all."

Yellow looked at Silver quizzically.

"You seemed awfully worried about me, even though you hardly knew me back then."

"Well I hardly know you now." Yellow said and then giggled.

Silver calmly smiled for a second before continuing, "Still, why bother?"

"Well we just talked about an incident five years ago involving Giovanni and the forest. I was just worried you might get hurt." Yellow said.

"Why?"

"Why not? I mean, I didn't know you too well but that doesn't mean you don't matter. It's just common courtesy, and besides it's in my nature. I just couldn't let anything happen to you." She said in a soft, sympathetic voice and with a look about her to match, a certain twinkle in her eye, soft and sympathetic.

Silver was silent once again, he looked towards the ground, "You'll have to excuse me, I'm not used to that sort of treatment."

"Neither was Blue." Yellow said, smiling sweetly.

They turned the next corner, and up ahead was an entrance to the forest. Silver couldn't help but take notice of the Gym some distance away. It was dark; all of its light's were off. Which only made sense since Green, who was the current Gym Leader, was in Pallet Town at the behest of his sister and grandpa. And there was a modest, two storey house, just outside the forest.

"Is that it?" Silver asked.

"Yeah." Yellow replied.

"That didn't seem too far. Why did you need me again?"

Yellow looked up, "Mm." She thought for a second, "I guess I just wanted to talk."

"Why is that? Common courtesy again?"

"Well, no. I just wanted to talk to you."

Silver turned his head completely to Yellow's direction, paying no mind to what was in front of him, with a raised eyebrow.

"What?" Yellow asked.

"Now I'm really confused, why would you 'just want to talk'? I don't think I ever gave off any sign that I would be a good conversationalist."

Yellow smiled, "I don't know, you turned out to be one."

Silver didn't reply.

"Besides, you never really know what talking to someone will be like until you do it."

"I begged to differ." Silver could usually guess what a person would be like but he never felt like he necessarily had to talk them.

Yellow chuckled warmly, "Hmhm. Well, you know, I wanted to know what talking to you would be like. And besides there was a bit of curiosity floating around, for one I wanted to know if you were having a good Christmas. Considering just how much you deserve one."

"Ah yes, back on the subject of Christmas are we?"

"Tis the Season." Yellow said happily.

"Well you already act like its Christmas all year round from what I hear." Silver said plainly.

"Well I don't know about that. I'm not usually as excited as Christmas makes me."

"I wouldn't know the feeling."

"Well," Yellow grabbed both of Silver's hands with her own and held them up to her, "that's exactly why you deserve a good Christmas. You should have that feeling, you deserve it." She said very softly and sweetly.

Silver was unsure what to make of Yellow's behavior. He looked at her with more opened eyes than he had before, "Um… Okay, thanks." He said flabbergastedly.

Yellow sweetly closed her eyes and smiled.

Silver bashfully turned his eyes to his left, "Is this it?" Silver asked, standing nearly next to the house Yellow said was hers.

"Yes." She replied.

"Okay, let's go." He turned and pulled Yellow by the hand up the porch.

"Wha- Silver, wait!" He had already pulled to the top of the stairs before he stopped to hear her, "Wait! I…"

"What?" Silver looked at her with some concern.

She blushed bright red, "I-I… I have a…" She continued to blush, she paused and then she ducked her neck into her collar in embarrassment, "Mistletoe." She said quietly.

Silver looked confused at first. Yellow meekly pointed upward. Low and behold, there was the mistletoe. Yellow wasn't exactly a romance enthusiast. But all the romance stories and romantic experience in the world couldn't have prepared her for what Silver had to say about it.

"Mistletoe?" He said quizzically.

Yellow was surprised by his answer, "You don't know what a mistletoe is?"

"No, why? You seem concerned."

"Um. I-it's nothing." Yellow stammered.

"Then why bother to point it out?" Silver said near challengingly.

"Well, I-I. M-maybe I just wanted you to see it, I mean, I think it's pretty."

"Then why blush and stammer?"

"I…" She sighed, letting go of the breath that'd been building up in her chest, "Look, Silver, I'm a terrible liar. The truth is, when a boy and a girl are under the mistletoe, they have to… to…"

"What?" Silver egged on.

"K-… Kiss each other." She forced out.

"Oh. O-oh!" Silver stammered.

Yellow blushed and kept looking at Silver bashfully.

Silver could only notice the blush on her face, "Look, Yellow, we've already disclosed that I'm not a very holiday oriented person. I don't really care about tradition; so, don't think you have to do anything you aren't comfortable with-"

His words were stopped cold in their tracks, as Yellow quickly stood on the tips of her toes and kissed him as fast as she could on his left cheek. Silver's eyes burst as open as they could get. He looked at Yellow, absolutely stunned. She was still bright red, and she was smiling at him too.

"There it is again, you really are kinder than you give yourself credit for Silver. How could I not be comfortable?"

Silver kept staring at her; he couldn't believe his ears, "Um… Th-thank you." He forced out.

Yellow smiled again, then she said; "Just think of it as your present for this year."

Silence fell over them. Not an awkward silence but rather, a peaceful one.

"I should probably head inside now." Yellow said.

"Yeah, my father's probably wondering where I am. I wouldn't want to worry him."

Yellow turned to her door while Silver started down the stairs.

"Good bye." Yellow said.

"Bye." Silver replied.

Yellow was halfway in the door when she stopped and turned, "Oh, and Silver."

"Merry Christmas?" He said predictingly.

Yellow smiled softly and her eyelids lowered halfway, "Happy Birthday." And without another word, she closed the door.

Silver turned around as quickly as he could. He couldn't believe what he'd just heard. How could she have possibly known it was his birthday? Blue must've told her. After all, Blue acted sisterly to Yellow much like she acted sisterly to him.

He felt differently than he had before. Something he wasn't quite familiar with. He felt a tingling sensation… It felt… like there was a growing warmth inside him. It was everything all those people said it would be, everything Yellow said it would be. It was one heck of a feeling.

Silver smiled and thought; "Maybe there's something to this Christmas stuff after all."

Okay, first off. I acknowledge that Silver and Crystal could talk to each other a lot more, but I still LOVE SpecialJewelShipping, and they STILL have more interaction than Blue and Green.

Next, I know it's "the mistletoe" or just "mistletoe" not "a mistletoe", but you can get away with saying "a mistletoe" in conversation, so there you go.

Next, about the FRLG arc when Yellow rose her Pokemon's levels. How was that angry? For the record, how could you cal it "uncontrolable rage"? That's ridiculous. I mean uncontrolable rage is "HULK SMASH!!!"(Hulk) or "The RAGE of the RED LANTERNS!!!"(Green Lantern, Red Lantern) or "I'M SUPERMAN-PRIME!!!"(Superboy-Prime/Superman-Prime), not "I don't wish to see this forest tainted any further"(Yellow) I mean that's more like "Lady I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave the store"(Ash's line from Evil Dead 3: Army of Darkness). The only "angry" thing I saw was that her eyebrows were furrowed and you do that when you're focused. So even if she was mad, it wasn't uncontrolable rage like some people say it was. I mean the words "mad", "anger" or "angry" are never even brought up. Where the hell do people get the idea that THAT is angry? If you precieve THAT as angry, you don't know what angry IS. By PokeSupe standards, Red screaming "ANSWER ME!!!" is angry. And people say Red is dense.

I could rant on forever about it but I have work to do. I hope you enjoyed the story. ^_^