Disclaimer: I don't own Glaceon, Leafeon, Hall of Origin, Route 217, or anything else related to Pokemon seen or mentioned in this fic.

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The second Percy could register the freezing of the whitened radiance all around him, he shot up with quick recognition and a brief gasp. After catching his breath and wiping the collecting snow from his hair, he hissed aloud to nobody as he realized the danger he had inevitably put himself in by dozing off.

"Percy, you idiot! You can't fall asleep!" He winced when his words were returned with a soft echo off the icy-covered rocks, and hesitated before lowering his voice. "That could kill you, you know! What if Blossom walked by and you missed her? And I…"

It took him a moment.

"I'm not cold…?" He continued to himself. It sounded more like a question than anything, and he quickly examined his surroundings just to make sure he hadn't ended up in the Hall of Origin or some other afterlife place. No, he was still stuck in Route 217. Although where at, he wasn't too sure…

"Now that's odd…"

As he was examining the sky, he found himself murmuring those words. The sky was no longer a deep and menacing raven-color of nighttime. Instead the sun had risen from behind Mt. Coronet and graced the region with a new and beautiful sunrise, turning the sky a glorious mixture of blue and pink. Only a few stars remained and it took Percy a few seconds to realize it wasn't hailing anymore. It wasn't snowing.

Despite the weak warmth, it was still quite chilly and snow remained on the ground, although somewhat less than before Percy had passed out. There had been no indication of how long he'd been gone in that cloudy mist of dreamless sleep, but it must've been a fair amount of time because it was daylight and much warmer. For all he knew, he could've been asleep for five days, though he doubted it.

Percy wasn't aware of how long sat there, staring endlessly up into the lilac shaded sky, lost in thought. It was so surreal and the sound unexpected, but something broke him out his observation. Something he'd never expect to hear during the middle of a calm after a storm. That something was out of place in the middle of northern Sinnoh, but it was one of the most beautiful things Percy had ever heard. And it was talking to him.

"Leafeon eon, Leafeon, lea?"

…Was that…? No, it couldn't be. As much as he wanted to find Blossom, that jumbled bunch of words couldn't have been her. He'd been doing nothing for the past Celebi-knows-how-long. Yet it sounded so familiar, so close. It couldn't hurt to look, could it?

Sitting perfectly poised just ten feet from Percy was a tan fox-like creature, the crinkly green-tipped tail concealing the paws in an unneeded effort to keep the darker chocolate-colored paws covered from the nonexistent weather. The Grass-Type's diamond shaped green-tipped ears seemed to glow in reflection to the sunlight and the green crescent-shaped growth on the Pokemon's head matched perfectly in synchronization.

Percy blinked for a moment, his first thought was that this organism was that of a hallucination. However he knew that was impossible because unless he was ill with Schizophrenia, there was no way he would hallucinate with his mind and senses fully intact.

"Blossom?"

The black button nose twitched in recognition of the name and the Pokemon tilted its head. Percy stood up out of curiosity and, when she saw her trainer was alright, the Leafeon charged right at him, knocking him back down into the snow, covering him in lovable licks and that familiar bouncing. Percy was left giddy with laughter and tears of joy.

"My gosh, don't scare me like that again! Where'd you go, you crazy Leafeon?!" He was speaking it with a playfulness in his tone, and Blossom knew it. Anger and annoyance had disappeared from his voice. He was back to himself again. "Ack! Stop it, that tickles! Aaah!"

For a long time the two friends lay there playing and laughing, crying and loving. Percy didn't try to push her away when she got too excited; he didn't squirm when her fifty-six pounds started crushing him; he didn't even stop crying until they had finally calmed down.

Which was quite unexpected since Blossom was the first to break their reunion. That was usually Percy's job. He took a moment to see is she was injured, and she wasn't at that, to his surprise. There wasn't a mark on her. She was perfectly fine.

"How'd you do it?" He asked her, rubbing her furiously on the head, knowing he wouldn't receive a legit response. "It's like you put up a permanent Protect or something!"

Blossom seemed to hesitate before answering, and even then the answer wasn't aimed at him. She ducked away from his petting and turned her bright brown eyes in the direction of a group of snow-covered pine trees nearby. Almost as if she was talking to a wall, she cried out, "Leafeon!"

It was a loud yell, and even her childish voice echoed in the dense valley. Because Blossom was right next to him, Percy had to cover his ears for a moment. There wasn't a response from anything or anyone. It was met with silence. Percy waited a moment before trying to speak again.

"…Blossom," Her ears twitched in acknowledgement of her words, but she didn't move otherwise. "Why did you just yell out like that?"

She didn't respond. For a moment Percy thought she must've been confused due to the harsh climate, but a second later she flicked her ears. Unsatisfied with something, she whipped around and bit the cuff of Percy's coat and started tugging in the opposite direction.

Percy had no choice but to let his Leafeon lead him, and he inquired curiously, "Hey, where are you taking me?"

"Lea," Blossom responded, her voice muffled.

Blossom was leading him to where she had shouted, so it was a good five minutes before Percy could see anything in the thick icy undergrowth. Even so, it was a smaller creature resembling Blossom, but not exactly. The downy fur was a milky blue instead of a lush tan color. The paws, tipped a pale black color, matched the diamonds on the back and the resembling tail. Upon its head lay a small bunch of fur shaped like a Sherpa hat.

It was a Glaceon, watching their every move. Camouflaged by the shadows and snow-covered rock, it seemed to get uncomfortable as Blossom dragged Percy near, but didn't move. Instead it remained eyeing Percy, nervousness causing the dark-tipped tail to twitch uneasily.

"Lea, Leafeon-feon," Blossom spoke this time to Percy. Back to the Glaceon, she added, "Eon-leaf Leafeon," Whatever she was trying to tell the Glaceon, it didn't respond and kept watching Percy.

Percy wasn't sure what to think. His trainer instinct told him to bash it with an Iron Tail, but that wasn't the proper case. Blossom was trying to tell him something about this shy Glaceon. Curiously, he tried talking to it.

"Well now, who are you?"

Silence. Blossom seemed to be pining away, nudging Percy to get closer, standing bipedal to push on his back. He stumbled forward at her unneeded weight, causing the Glaceon to tense up, but Percy made distance quickly. He didn't want to frighten it.

"Here boy," He tried. The timid Pokemon didn't move. Maybe it was a female? Percy tested, "Come here, girl."

The Glaceon looked rather offended, and Percy decided right away that it was indeed a male. "Leafeon!" Blossom added. She almost seemed to be laughing.

Why was Blossom, a Grass-Type, so friendly towards this Ice-Type? Were they friends? Did she take pity on his humiliation? Percy carefully inched closer to the feral Pokemon. "Do you know Blossom somehow?"

"Glace."

The word was so small and silent at first. Percy wasn't expecting it and missed it. After a long pause the Glaceon finally nodded his head, although rather slowly, as if Percy was an alien and he was trying to make contact.

"May I pet you?" He asked cautiously. He remembered vaguely that Glaceon fur was very sharp like a Jolteon's, although not as obvious. "Would you hurt me?"

Once again, the Glaceon didn't respond verbally. Carefully he lowered his blue head, giving Percy permission to stroke it. Percy accepted it and bent down silently, reaching out to stroke it. The fur felt soft to his touch, unlike what the scientists claimed. Then again, maybe this Glaceon wasn't agitated. He was just nervous.

Blossom was quivering with anticipation beside Percy, hopping about, leaving gaping indentions in the snow where she'd landed. Blossom was way more excited than usual. It was as if it had started raining hamburgers. Percy watched her for a moment before turning his gaze back at the Glaceon under his hand.

"Are you and Blossom friends?"

This time the Glaceon nodded, more readily than the last. He smiled a shaky grin as he clumsily stood up and pushed on Percy's hand with his furry head. "Glaceon…"

"You took care of her, didn't you?" Percy questioned carefully. This time, the Glaceon seemed more confident as he responded with his usual name syllables. "Thank you, Glaceon. I don't know what I would do without her."

This time, the Glaceon barreled into Percy's side. Blossom followed suit and soon Percy was on the ground, both of the Eevee evolutions towering heartily over him. Percy thought he got the message, and silently he asked Blossom, "Did you find yourself a boyfriend?"

The Glaceon overheard anyway. He followed Blossom's reaction after a mild hesitation, and both sent him an enthusiastic nod and a thorough covering of friendly licks.

"All right, okay, I get it!" Percy giggled from underneath the two Pokemon. When they finally got off of him he thought for a brief moment before telling the Glaceon, "I don't want Blossom to be sad again."

Blossom was filled with excitement, shoving herself against his knee. Percy examined her for a moment, before going back to the Glaceon. "But she can't live out here, you know. All this hail would end up killing her. She can't keep using Sunny Day because eventually she'll run out of power to use it."

"Eon…" The Glaceon responded, crestfallen.

Percy took deep breath, feeling the extra Luxury Balls in his pocket. Just in case. "You could come with us, if you want. Other types of weather wouldn't hurt you like this cold would hurt Blossom." Blossom was shooting around the snow in excitement before he was even finished.

"Gla?" The Glaceon questioned, standing up again, ears alert.

"Yeah. See, I just put you in here." Percy told him, holding the black and gold device out at hand for the Ice-Type to sniff carefully. "It's really comfortable, by the way. Blossom loves it in there." The Glaceon appeared quite confused as to how a large Pokemon could fit in such a small space. "It's hard to explain. After I put you in here I just have to send you out again, and there you go. Two Pokemon, together forever."

That seemed to convince the Glaceon, despite the odd logic. It picked up its head and tapped it curiously before turning into a red stream of light and disappearing inside. The Luxury Ball closed and, after a few moments of a tense scarlet ticking, remained still. Percy nodded with approval and threw the sphere in the air. The Glaceon reappeared a second later, although rather clumsily as it instantly fell flat on his face.

Blossom giggled as Percy stifled a laugh. "Well, you need a name, you know. Naming you Glaceon is like naming a cat the name Cat." The Glaceon tilted his confused head, but Blossom seemed to already have a name picked out for him. She nudged Percy's side before tapping the solid snow in front of her.

"…Snow?" He questioned. Blossom wasn't satisfied and this time she patted it, looking eagerly at Percy. Looking closer, Percy could tell that it was frozen. "Deep Freeze?" That was a weird name! Blossom shook her head with a giggle. "Ice?"

The Glaceon in question picked up his head and stared expectantly in Percy's direction. Below him, Blossom nodded.

Percy understood. Maybe that was his actual Pokemon name instead of a nickname, and Blossom was trying to tell him. "Okay, then," Percy echoed, turning to the Glaceon. "I'll name you Ice. You don't mind, do you?"

Ice obviously didn't mind. Together, he and Blossom tackled into each other, gleefully playing, surrounded by the ruffled white snow. Percy remained watching them, and he felt a smile finally plant itself on his face. His Leafeon was back, and so was he. More importantly, Blossom was happy, and that's all that mattered. Those two Pokemon, playing so happily together on the pale white snow under the dawn's lavender sky…

Well, it was the most beautiful thing Percy had ever seen in his life.

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...Did that turn out okay? I hope it did. Sorry this took so late, I had trouble writing the original idea for this chapter, so I scrapped it and went with this idea.

Does anybody know what the Glaceon x Leafeon shipping is named? You know, like how Ash x Paul is Comashipping? Because thanks to you guys I think I'm starting to become a supporter of it. Which is good, you might see more of these My Little stories with the same characters...