Toward evening, the sleet gradually stopped...
In the villa's yard, Young Master Mao, who had spent an hour leading his three students in putting up a snow shelter, lost it.
"I spent a whole damn hour putting this up, and now you're telling me you're done snowing?" Young Master Mao glanced at his adorably clueless students and rolled his eyes. Screw finishing it!
"I'll go marinate the meat. You three clear the yard, then get the bamboo skewers Weavile sharpened and thread the meat onto them." After giving Brendan and the other two their instructions, Young Master Mao returned to the kitchen to get to work.
Kimarō and Wally obediently picked up a broom and a shovel and started clearing the snow.
Brendan eyed the accumulated snow, itching to try something. "Say, couldn't we build a snowman?"
The other two youngsters stopped what they were doing and nodded together. Good idea.
"Come on, come on! I'm a snowman-building expert!" Brendan directed the two to help him. "Watch me build a Swampert."
Swampert, who was lying by the entrance hibernating, froze. Huh?
Five minutes later, Brendan frowned at the unidentifiable upright creature before him. "No problem. Watch me build a Quagsire~"
Ten minutes later, Kimarō looked at the overweight Quagsire before him, decisively turned around, and went back to clearing snow.
Brendan kept trying to salvage his dignity. "Minor issue. Watch me build an Aggron!"
Half an hour later, Wally looked at Brendan. "What do we do now?"
The corner of Brendan's mouth twitched. "What do you mean, what do we do? Didn't I say I was building a Snorlax...?"
Wally: ∑(´△｀)?! Are you serious, bro?
When Young Master Mao came out carrying various ingredients, he saw a snowman in the yard that was bigger on top than on the bottom,