since there is sadness, we can feel joy

[The feed opens to several flashes of blurry images, one after the other, as though someone had grabbed the communicator and started running around with the camera facing forward. Except instead of someone, there's a landshark dragon of death flying across the apartment, device firmly held between her teeth.]

Come on, sweetheart! [With a very loud growl, the camera view abruptly turns over to get a shot of Cynthia, beaming like an overly excited little girl, riding an equally cheerful Togekiss.] It's such a beautiful day outside! Let's go play in the snow! Or build a snowman! Or both!

[Gaaaaaaaar! Garchomp is a dragon; dragons don't like snow, gdit. And so, this Pokemon will be storming the hell out of there, as told by the sequence of blurry images again - and Cynthia's giggles echoing somewhat in the distance.] Don't be like that, Garchomp-- it will be fun, I promise! We can make ice cream later, too!

[Another growl in protest later, the communicator is dropped to the floor and Garchomp sets off ahead. Togekiss follows soon afterward, and the last thing that can be seen is his big round face and even bigger mouth closing in on the camera. Omnomnom.]