Are you tired from the battles fought?

[For whatever the reason, Ironhide has decided being outdoors in December is preferable to staying inside. You know, where it's warm.]

[He's... back on the beach. Bundled up in his big, black coat, and throwing a piece of driftwood for his Growlithe. Dog seems totally unfazed by the cold, running around and barking as if it were a summer day out.]

What is one meant to do, when stationed somewhere? Hmn? There is nothing to fight. Little to train for, and I cannot work these creatures constantly.

[He scowls, watching Dog scamper around.]

Not fair to them.

So... what is it I am meant to do here, if I am required to stay?

[Hey, here's someone who hasn't made his own post in a while. Seriously, Ironhide, you need to get on this Badge-Collecting business. You're so slow.]

[Regardless, he flicks the 'gear on as he exits Ecruteak's gym, in the process of pinning the Fog Badge to a pocket inside of his coat. ... A coat which he still manages to wear in the middle of summer. Go figure.]

[Dog the Growlithe runs around his feet, clearly pleased with herself. After a moment, he crouches -- his knees popping -- to pat her. Awkwardly.]

Cliffjumper. Got the badge. We can roll whenever you are ready.

[He pauses, regarding the 'gear thoughtfully.]

Which leader gets to challenge my team next, hmn? None of them have stood a chance, thus far.

[The 'gear clicks on to show a little Corgi-like Growlithe bouncing around, with an Eletrike. Part of the view is hidden behind a pair of booted feet.]

[They're rolling across a lawn, barking and chasing each other. Honestly, it looks like they're having the BEST TIME EVER. At some point, Dog pounces on Rascal, and the two go rolling into some bushes. Almost immediately, Dog is darting back out again, followed closely by Rascal. The two proceed to continue this merry chase all over the lawn, until Dog runs behind the feet.]

[Her nose fills the screen.]

... This is not what I meant by training the canines.

[Apparently those feet belong to Ironhide, and, as usual, he does not sound all that pleased with his Pokemon's antics.]

[The feed clicks off, only to resume a moment later, with the old 'bot's face filling the screen instead of two frolicking puppies.]

Everyone calmed down after that... Halloween... thing? Or are you all still crazed?