As goh walked around in the deep snow, he come's past a playground, the one he loved as a child (hes 17 now) he sit's on the frosted swing set, his favorite bit of playground. then, he hears a water drop... or a tap in the water with one's foot. he gets up, the snow cruching beneath his feet. as he walk's, he finds where it was from, a small but not too small lake, an Ash Greninja staning there, in the water, its eyes closed, its arms hanging down to its sides as it taps its foot in the water
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