[Spruce]

I continue heading towards the mountain, with the temperature unfortunately dropping lower and lower the closer I seemed to get to it. Eventually, it got to the point where snow covered the ground, and just before it got to the point where I'd give up just from sheer cold, or at least, I would were it not for Celes, who seemed... oddly warm, a single, small building can be seen. The building seemed to have a warm glow coming from it, and Daniel flew right in an open window, which I thought was somewhat rude, but for some reason he didn't get yelled at. Oddly Kamina didn't seem to mind the cold at all, but, then again, he was both a water and a fire type... M would probably love it here, were it not for the sunlight reflecting off of the white snow, which I figured would bother him. Anthony has since started hiding in his helmet for whatever warmth that provided, and, given its dark coloration, that might be more than usual. Once I got close enough to the building, an amazing smell hit me... it almost smelled like... a bakery, but, why out here, where NOBODY ever stops by? Why not in the city, or at least A city? I then look over at Celes, and almost think about kissing her for keeping me warm in this cold place, but the door swung open before I had a chance, and a pignite, one who was wearing an odd tall, white hat greeted us. 

"Well, what do we have here? Customers? I haven't had a customer in... well... years!" He then gestures for us to head inside the small building, and, given that it was much warmer than outside, I head right in, and try to get a seat close to the fireplace, and far away from any windows. I was still shivering from the cold, but the fireplace was starting to help a little bit. The place was strange... there was a single room big enough for four small tables, and four chairs around each of them. The other room looked as if it was a kitchen, with a wall separating it from the room we were in... there was a wooden door, and a rectangular hole in the wall... a common set up for a restaurant, but usually, that required more than one worker to be used properly. Daniel was already inside, and I accidentally picked a chair near him. "Uh... hello?" He says to me as if it was a question. I ignore him, still unsure as to whether or not I should trust him, and Anthony's annoyed grunt could be heard from here, even if he chose the opposite table.
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[Anthony]

Thankfully, I didn't have to worry too much about the cold, given that firstly, I was inside of my helmet, and secondly, I was riding on top of a fire-type pokemon... one who seemed confused at the thought of being cold. Even though I was hiding in my helmet, I still noticed when the grass became snow due to the sounds Kamina was making while he slithered through the stuff. It made a sort of crunching sound as he passed through it, and the tiny view I got from the holes I made in my helmet showed me a pitch black mountain against the white snow... both the snow on top of it, and below it. It was quite an interesting sight, as it also seemed to cut through the clouds... I almost knew that we'd have to climb that mountain ourselves, and the fact that Spruce was already probably dying from the cold wasn't a good sign for things to come. Soon enough, an amazing smell filled my helmet, and I got out of it just to check out what it was. A small, wood and iron building seemed to be the source of that, as well as the source of a warm, inviting glow. Daniel managed to beat Spruce in, and Spruce didn't look too happy about that. I jumped off of Kamina's head, and started making my way there, myself, almost forgetting about the cold entirely.

Once we were at the building, the door opened up to reveal a pignite, probably the owner of this place, and at first, I thought he'd be mad at us, but he assumed we were customers, and we probably were by now, and he let us in. The place was amazingly warm for having two open windows, and being made primarily of wood, though, it was disappointingly small for a restaurant, with seating for only sixteen pokemon, and even then they'd be sharing a relatively small table. Spruce picked a seat right next to the fire place, even though he wasn't a fire type, and Daniel picked a seat right across from him. Daniel tried to say hello to Spruce, but Spruce ignored him, prompting an annoyed grunt from me. Of course, I chose a seat that was pretty far away from them, so I wasn't entirely sure that they heard it, but, after that, the door separating the kitchen from the... I suppose dining room swung open and slammed against the wall next to it, probably damaging both. "So, what can I get ya?" the pignite asked us excitedly, though, that was a given when we were his first customers in a while. He then hands everyone a menu, and I decide "I'll... take three of the Plain Pastries, please," I then turn to whomever was sitting next to me, but the pignite, excited to serve everyone, ran off to the next customer immediately after that... in this case, Spruce, who apparently ordered the same thing, probably for cost concerns, as they were the cheapest, at 250 poke, while the rest ranged in price from 500 to 700 poke, though, if we had any gummis on us, he'd apparently make one for free. Odd.
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[Nina]

After agreeing wholeheartedly with "Yes, let's go right now! I... just wanted to make sure you were on board with this, heh," I call for Chip to join us, and run off after Rebecca, excited about the new mission that was going to be assigned to us by some guy... whoever he was, he seemed to know a lot about mystery dungeons, and how they worked. I quickly find myself in the requested meeting place, that cafe he was talking about, and I look around... [i]Nope, just two pokemon playing darts... no bronzor there... no, that's just an abomasnow eating X-eye seeds as if they were a snack... AHA, there he is![/i] I think as I look around the bar, not entirely sure if this was the best place for someone like me to be at this time, but after ducking to make sure a supposedly stray dart didn't hit me in the eye, I find a familiar mustache, and a semi-familiar bronzor attached to it. "There you are... I knew you'd show up," He says to me before dropping a dirty, yellow folder in front of me. It had a red [CLASSIFIED] stamp on it, similar to the papers that Rebecca and I helped collect yesterday, but, surely they can't be the same ones... though... the folder smelled suspiciously like grass, dirt, and nidoran poison. "This... is some information. Do with it whatever you please, but I can't say anything more. There are too many... others... here," he then left, dropping a note similar to a mission statement as he did so, and he obviously intended for me to pick it up, as he looked behind him for a moment as I did so, and nodded once I picked it up.
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[Bonnie]

I would have waited for William, however, Tini supposedly had some sort of flashback to Scale City, and he picked Eralion and I up, and slithered away at full speed shouting "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" as he did so. His minty scent was overpowering, and I couldn't get a really good view of anything but where we've been, as apparently, I was picked up backwards. As Treasure Town got smaller, I could only imagine that Scale City would be getting closer, and, eventually, we came to a stop at the fabled city of dragons, and thankfully, Tini put me down. The place was... different than what I was used to seeing, that much was true, and it was certainly overwhelming with how tall the buildings were, not to mention how many of them there were... or their residents in general. Dragon types were always intimidating, always big, always scaly, and always powerful... well, save for the younger ones, such as Tini, who I would say is still very powerful. I took my first few steps on the odd, blackened road that separated the primarily painted stone and iron buildings which reached heights probably only achievable by dragons, and, obviously, often held many within their walls. The road, itself felt just as cold as the cobblestone pathways in Treasure town, so that wasn't too unfamiliar, what was, though, was a lack of foot traffic, as it seems most of the city's residents were capable of flight, and as such, they were above us, rather than right in front of us. "So... we're going to have to find a lost treecko in this mess of a city... that sounds easy, doesn't it?" of course, I was being sarcastic, and that much was obvious just from my tone of voice, but, having a mission to find something in here, given what 'here' was like was already getting on my nerves.