003 ☆ [Video] Backdated to this morning.

[paopuprincess]

[Good morning everyone, please enjoy the overly-excited grin of a certain fifteen-year-old princess. She's wearing a large fuzzy Santa hat, having clearly slept in it by how messy her hair is. She happily cradles an egg in her lap.]

Guys! It's Christmas morning! Did Santa bring anyone any awesome stuff?

[Because someone out there needed to be reminded what day it is.]

Thanks for whoever sent me this egg! It didn't have a tag on it, so I'm not really sure who sent it. I'll be sure to return the favor, okay?

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[lieutenantantichrist]

[An alarmed man's face appears on the screen.]

Watch it with that thing! You don't know where it's been.

[An incident with a package from certain Cobra individuals who will not be Commander named has him wary.]

You don't just take unmarked packages from strangers. The smart thing to do is get rid of it.

[paopuprincess]

[Seriously there are so many people harshing her Christmas mellow today. I bet you're the guy who checks everyone's candy for razor blades on Halloween.]

...It's an egg. I wasn't going to eat it, or anything.

[It's not even chocolate.]

[lieutenantantichrist]

[wait did you get candy did you check your candy]

That doesn't matter if it's gonna explode. It looks like some chucklef... chucklehead sent these things to everybody.

Me, I got the bomb squad checking it out.

[He turns the camera slightly to where a Snubbull, an Arcanine, and a Mightyena crowd around, sniffing an egg.]

[paopuprincess]

[You will never take her candy!]

Come on, it's the Training Center! You can't come or go in this place without like twenty pokemon knowing about it.

[She's just going to bounce the egg in her lap. Yep, feels like an egg.]

[lieutenantantichrist]

[god god did you at least get it x-rayed?]

Yeah, but those guys would trust a guy with an AK-47 strapped to his back if he said he was there to fix the cable.

Christ, watch it with tha-!

[His Snubull comes up and taps him on the thigh. The other two dogs sit behind her at attention.

Through a combination of snubs, charades, and quick drawings, they communicate the results of their investigation.

It is an egg, sir!]

Huh. [Blake eyes the thing.] You sure?

[They nod.]

...huh.

[paopuprincess]

[Yeah, she got the gist of that, too.]

See? You're gonna get sick if you worry like that all the time.

[lieutenantantichrist]

[Blake barks at the dogs.] Well, keep an eye on it!

[He turns back to the screen.] I'm a cop. It's my job to worry.

[paopuprincess]

[And she's a teenage girl. It's her job to roll her eyes at authority.]

I will, but it's not like it's going anywhere.

[Then again, if the egg does sprout legs and takes off, she wants to be there to see it.]

[lieutenantantichrist]

Didn't anybody ever tell you not to take candy from strangers? That goes for eggs, too.

[He jabs his finger at the screen.]

I see you rolling your eyes at me.

[paopuprincess]

Thanks, Dad. I'll keep on my toes.

[She can look after herself, gosh.]

[lieutenantantichrist]

Don't get stupid, kid. This is a whole world full of wild fire-breathing animals to begin with, and there's been mad bombs running around before.

[Still one on the loose, even.]

You see a suspicious unattended package, stay the hell away.