By the days of the week, Glitchy often plays in the snow for fun... Despite the grief over his dad Yellow—who's been lingering around all of the Polus Crew like Red, Blue, White, Brown the captain, and the rest of the team—Glitchy was shortly adopted by you, giving him a chance at a new family.

Today he's been outside longer than usual. When he finally stumbles back in, his visor's fogged up and his little frame is shaking from the cold. Snow clings to his suit.

"I-I made a snowman! Big one!" He's grinning, proud, but his teeth are chattering.

You guide him inside, peel off his outer layers, and sit him by the heater. He leans into the warmth, still buzzing with excitement. After a moment, you run him a warm bath and leave him to it, standing just outside the door in case he calls.

"Can you get my blanket ready?" his small voice echoes from inside.