”Oh! And for Mr. Silph!” Locke passed the other Pokéball to FERNANDO SILPH before leaving to distribute the remainder of the gifts with his Pokémon. He was going to give it to Remiel Calcifet as a gag gift, but the cocoa was making him bold. Unlike the others, there was a small note attached to this one.

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A small tug on their blazer brought Locke’s attention away from their bag and to Fran-Fran, who had reappeared now carrying a very rueful-looking Kringle-Kringle. ”Here I was hoping for that’d behave…” They mumbled as they held out their hand for the Indeedee to deposit the remaining capsules into.

He held one out to Melody Miro. ”Here you are Ms. Miro. I know Water-types are your preference, but I figured it might fit a beach theme at least?”

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Realistically, Locke could do the same as Martín del Mar and leave it at that, but he wanted to give this one in person. He immediately followed when the Yamper ran off in a new direction, but was disappointed to find she led him to one Melody Miro instead.

”Ah, oh well. I think I do have something for you though Ms. Miro...” Locke dug around for a gift for the pop star, but found their bag significantly lighter than it was before. ”Huh? Where’d it go?”

Meanwhile, Kringle-Kringle was having a blast ducking and rolling between guests as he tailed his target. Maybe he could be a spy instead of delivery bird. He wished there was some cool James Bond music playing instead of the same six Christmas jingles on loop.

But as the bright pink Pokémon peeked out from behind one couple’s legs, he found Moroz staring right at him! But how?! He was being so sneaky!

He watched warily as the other Delibird delivered his next gift, this time to a much more frightening-looking Felix Gallagher. Kringle-Kringle hesitated this time, not wanting to approach the intimidating figure.

So instead, he reached into his tail, picked out the first capsule he found, and chucked it at the target before scrambling in the opposite direction.

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It was Kringle-Kringle’s first time making deliveries. He instinctively knew how the process went, but picking out who to visit first was a lot harder than it seemed. The baby penguin eventually decicided to shadow the older Delibird in the room, settling on Alexei Ivanov’s first.

Because it had a hat.

And a BIG tail.

Which obviously made it super important.

Kringle-Kringle secretly watched Moroz go through the process of demanding Matilda Greenlaw’s attention before presenting her with her present, moving in as soon as the other Delibird was gone. He repeated the same motions of tugging at her clothes, then pulled a random Pokéball from his tail before slipping away again.

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Locke waved off Alexei Ivanov and his Delibird as the other man left to deliver more gifts, not noticing their own pink chick disappear into the crowd with a tail-full of wrapped capsules.

”Appropriately-aged huh…” they mused, remembering the burning sensation of the one highball they’d had at the soiree. Still, they followed Martín del Mar to join the growing line around the concessions, intent on enjoying at least a little of everything the party had to offer.

Locke took a fresh mug of hot chocolate from luka chêne, exchanging it for brightly-colored Love Ball. ”Here, for you! You like pink Pokémon, right?” He glanced around for Eris Halla, but it seemed she’d gotten away from Luka as well. ”Did you see where Eris went, by the way? I have one for her too…”

A high-pitched bark sounded at his feet just then, bringing his attention to an unfamiliar Yamper carrying a Pokéball and a note with familiar handwriting. “Oh! Thank you,” he said, bending down to give the corgi a grateful pat on the head. ”You wouldn’t happen to know where Eris is now, would you?”

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