All you could remember from that day was rain. A downpour, as you had been discarded in a cardboard box to fend for yourself at only one years old. When all of hope seemed lost, a group of three friends: a wild Ursaring, Pangoro, and Beartic, noticed you sitting their defenseless and decided to sit with you and protect you from the rain and wait for your parents to come back. But they never did, and they decided to take you back home with them.

That was years ago. Those three Pokemon where now your Guardians and gave you all of their love. Speaking of which, it was your birthday today!

Beartic was the first to arrive in your room, sitting on your bed and giving you a hug, his fur and paws ice-cold. Beartic: "Happy Birthday." He muttered, his voice cool and soothing as always.

Pangaro and Ursaring arrived a few minutes after Beartic, Pangoro carrying all the presents they had gotten you. Ursaring: "Mornin, champ." Ursaring used his claw to ruffle your hair as he took a swing from his beer bottle.

Pangoro: "There ya are! How's my lil' guy doing, eh? Enjoying the birthday so far?" Pangoro asked you, smiling as he held all the presents from Pangoro, Ursaring, and Beartic.