It was freezing outside. Icicles hung on the roofs as snow piled on the sides of the walls. Trainers trudged through the knee-deep snow with warm coats and parkas. Prof. Sycamore's lab was decorated for Christmas. Up in the top room, three Pokémon slept. Their room was decorated with red, blue, and green Christmas lights. A small sized pine tree stood in the corner, decorated with ornaments and a golden star on top. On a small table in the room was a plate with three cookies. Their cookies looked like their element, fire, water, and grass. There was also a small record player next to the Christmas tree and it was playing Jingle Bells.

Froakie's eyes fluttered open as he looked out the window. A big grin spread across his face as he jumped on the window sill. His two friends were rubbing their eyes and stretching. Fennekin yawned and walked next to him.

"What are you looking at?" Fennekin asked.

"Just look out the window" he replied.

Fennekin jumped on the window sill and stared out. Her mouth was hanging open as she stared at the sight astonished. Outside was like a winter wonderland. Chespin joined them and the three looked outside. Soon, Chespin discovered the three cookies on the table with a note.

"Hey guys, the professor left us some cookies" Chespin called.

The two Pokémon walked over to Chespin and they slowly munched on the cookies. Chespin looked at the note and read it aloud.

I'm sorry that I can't spend the day with you three today like we promised, something came up, but to make it up to you, all of you can go outside to the town. Make sure you stay together and no fighting.

-Prof. Sycamore

The three of them went to get some winter clothing. The three of them put on earmuffs and gloves. As they headed down the stairs, they noticed the windows were frosted over. As the used their gloves to clear the fog, they see the city covered in a fresh blanket of snow. Fennekin pushes the door open and they walk out on the path as snowflakes fell to the ground. As soon as they're on the sidewalk, a boy runs pass them so fast, that they spin and fall to the ground.

"That guy needs to watch where he's going" Froakie said getting up.

"You know, I've heard that trainers and Pokémon can compete in a toboggan race down the hill on the other side of the town" Fennekin explained.

"Where's Chespin?"

"Mmmfmffmuff….." Chespin mumbled.

His head was in the snow pile and they only saw his feet sticking out of the ground. Froakie and Fennekin pulled him out and they crashed in to a tree nearby. They walked down the icy path towards the hills. On their way, there were very few slips, but they finally made it. They were on the top of the hill watching from behind a tree. The trainers and Pokémon climbed on top of the sleds as they slid down the hill.

"This is amazing" Froakie said watching.

"It sure is" Chespin agreed.

"So, Fennekin, how does this race work?"

"Both trainer and Pokémon race on the sled together. This is game about trust since the Pokémon has to steer the sled. They have a lot of different categories to win a trophy like speed, most creative way for getting down, double steering, and bond between trainer and Pokémon" Fennekin replied.

They watched the races for a while until they started to notice something strange. One of the racers had his face entirely covered in a ski mask and his partner was a Garchomp. They watched the trainer win the speed competition in awe. Chespin stared until he was bored and then a mischievous grin appeared on his face.

"Something is definitely familiar with that guy" Froakie said to Fennekin.

"If we could see his face, then we'll figure it out"

Froakie and Fennekin kept talking until they got hit in the face with snowballs. Both of them brushed the snow off their faces and looked at Chespin, who was standing next to a pile of snowballs. Chespin was laughing so hard that he fell to the ground.

"You…guys…look so….funny" Chespin said gasping for air.

Chespin was laughing for a while until a snowball hit him in the face.

"You look hilarious too" Froakie said still annoyed.

They continued doing a snow ball fight until they got tired. It was near lunch time and they decided to eat. They out a few Oran Berries and started munching on them. Suddenly, a siren was heard in the distance. They looked back at the track in time to see the unknown racer and his Garchomp fly off the track and into the forest.

"We should probably help them out" Fennekin assumed.

"Ya think" Froakie said looking at the forest.

"All I'm hearing is that we are going on a…ADVENTURE!" Chespin shouted happily.

Chespin jumped around unaware that a sled was behind him. He jumped on the sled and stumbled as the sled started sliding down the hill. "Help" he whimpered. Froakie and Fennekin jumped on in time and all three of them were sliding down the hill. They slid and crashed into a tree at the edge of the forest where the racer had crashed.

"Should we go in?" Fennekin asked still unsure.

"We shall!" Chespin said running into the forest.

Froakie and Fennekin followed him deep into the woods for hours. They soon came to a reasonable conclusion. They were totally, utterly, completely…..LOST. Night fall was approaching soon, but it was still sunset. The three of them walked around the forest and were getting worried.

"Let's face it, we're lost" Froakie said trudging through the snow.

"How are we supposed to get back?" Fennekin said shivering.

"We might have to survive the night. Fennekin, can you make a fire?"

"Yeah, I can"

Fennekin used Ember and created a small fire. They all fell asleep freezing. It was only an hour before they heard moaning in the distance. The three of them woke up startled by the noise. They all followed the noise and it led them to the unknown racer. The racer took his mask off and it was Prof. Sycamore. Garchomp was by him side helping him heal his leg that got hurt in the crash. Now that someone was watching the Professor, Garchomp flew into the sky looking for the way out. They slowly helped Prof. Sycamore back to the lab and put him in bed. The three of them walked up to their room and collapsed in their beds.

"I still can't believe that the Professor is a racer" Chespin said with his eyes closed.

"Believe it, we just saw it" Froakie said yawning.

"I still have a lot of questions like, how long was he a racer? And why didn't he tel-"

Fennekin threw a snowball in his face and they all started laughing.