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[angewiesen]

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[lordofthefries]

For Armin and Angel. [Obviously not Sasha herself and someone else or she'd wouldn't be asking Jean of all people to help.] I have to get them Christmas presents. That's what you do on this Christmas thing.

Last year I knitted them stuff, but I don't think that's allowed two years in a row.

[She read that in a magazine somewhere.]

[angewiesen]

Oh, I get it now.

Well, they're both huge nerds. So stuff like books, or one of those games you play... You know. Board games. Brainy stuff.

[lordofthefries]

Brainy stuff...

[If that's not the worst category for Jean to suggest to her, Sasha don't know what is. She's anything but a nerd. Anything but brainy. She has never even played a board game!]

Jean, I'm not smart enough to know that kind of stuff! You have to come and help me!

[angewiesen]

Honestly, I'm not all that good at it either. I've never been able to get into those tabletop games they play together.

But... Yeah, I'm still better at it than you are. [And honestly, to Jean, that's fine. Not everyone has to be some kind of genius like Armin is.] You said you're in Goldenrod? I'll fly in.

[lordofthefries]

[She pouts because even though Jean is agreeing with her, he didn't have to say it out loud! How rude. That's why he still looks like a Ponyta's twin.]

Yes, I am. I'll be out front.

[angewiesen]

Alright, it shouldn't be too long.

[As usual, he rides in on Penny, his almost ostentatiously large and impeccably groomed Mega Pidgeot. Look at those long, wispy feathers. Look at that meticulously quaffed crest.]

[Jean gave at least as much attention to her as he did to himself, which was a lot. After he took off his riding goggles, he started to fussily fix his own mating plumage.]

Okay, I'm here. Were you able to at least find a start somewhere?