Are you tired from the battles fought?

[Oh wow, look at all that. It's a winter wonderland out there -- since the video feed is apparently taken through a window. Snow and ice and sparkly white things! Isn't it beautiful!]

[And then the 'gear is set down on the windowsill, and a familiar snort of displeasure can be heard.]

[Ironhide's reflection can be seen in the glass, looking out on that scene of winter-y delight with an expression people typically reserve for something utterly distasteful. Like poo. Or bad remakes of good 80's movies. Certainly not the look one gives a nice, lovely snowfall in Goldenrod City.]

How much longer is this... eugh... stuff... going to stick around?

Sick of it already.

[BAH. HUMBUG.]

[What's this? Oh, look, it's Ironhide. And he appears to be training two of his pokemon -- a Teddiursa and an Aron. What's he training them to do, you ask?]

[Well. They appear to be attacking a tree trunk. A tree trunk with a crude stick figure and a spiky logo carved into it. The two pokemon are taking turns practicing their attacks on the tree, while Ironhide paces behind them, barking orders, in true military fashion. His Onix is visible behind the tree, watching curiously as they work. She looks a little scuffed up -- clearly, she hasn't escaped the training regimen either.]

[Eventually, he nods, and steps back.]

Good. Enough.

[That said, Ironhide limps over to his Onix to look her over. While his back is turned, Jaws the Teddiursa looks at Egg the Aron, before growling, and pouncing on it. Egg yips, butting at Jaws, and before you know it, there's a scuffle going on as Jaws bites at Egg, and Egg retaliates in scratches and tackles. It looks as if Egg has the upper hand, with his tough armor and heavier body but... suddenly... there's a bright flash.]

[And instead of a little Teddiursa, Egg is now confronted by a very large, very angry Ursaring. The bear pokemon roars in triumph and takes a menacing step toward Egg. The little Aron squeaks, but holds his ground. And... appears to be tensing up. As if he's concentrating very hard.]

[There's a second flash. By now, Ironhide has turned around, staring in confusion at his pokemon.]

What--

[It would appear that, not to be outdone by his companion, Egg decided to evolve in a fit of pique. Scowling, Ironhide does the only thing he can do, at this point. He recalls the pokemon into their separate pokeballs, and puts a hand to his face.]

... Children. I am dealing with children. Large... animal children.

[Someone probably nudged the Pokegear or something -- knowing Ironhide, he just sort of left it out and forgot about it -- and the video feed is extremely boring. It shows Ironhide, sprawled and asleep on his Onix's tail, having apparently decided that the sun is just right for sleeping in.

Yes, he is choosing to sleep outside on purpose. Don't judge him.

His Onix, however, seems to be peering closely at something resting in the collar of his coat -- somehow snuggled between the collar and the back of his neck. Careful observers will note that it is an EGG. And the Onix is very pleased with this, sniffing at it, and making cheerful little grumbling sounds.

Eventually, he reaches up to bat at her muzzle, thus dislodging the egg. It goes rolling down one of his shoulders, hurtling toward the ground--!

... And the Onix catches it with her tail tip, balancing it between two little tail boulders.]