Day: 1
Time: 24 minutes
Prompt: things I'll never say
Theme: winter
Words: 206
Snow always fell on the peak of Mt. Silver. Its dismal altitude enshrouded the mountain in perpetual winter, which didn't do much to dispel its reputation as the most barren location in all of Kanto-Johto.
Red wondered if it was winter on ground level as well. Maybe the Snow Festival was taking place in Pallet this year. His mother would be busying herself with preparations for that right now, whipping up cream for treats, inviting Green's mom over to help in the kitchen… She would set aside a small bundle for him, of course, and send it in a care package by pidgeot that hopefully wouldn't get lost halfway up the mountain.
Maybe Leaf would be back for the season. Maybe she'd visit his mother like she always did, making herself at home in the worn-out seat by the counter, entertaining the older woman with stories of her travels.
Maybe, if Red was home, he would finally tell her what he'd wanted to say for a long time.
But he wasn't. He was stuck atop the icy peak with little left to comfort him besides a belt of pokéballs, and he doubted that would change soon. And the longer he stayed, the more was left unsaid.
A/N: This is the first of seven burningleaf drabbles written for the OTP Week Challenge on the Pokémon Fanfiction Challenges Forum. Hope you enjoy :)
Ebaz