So I bet what you didn't know is that today is Leon's birthday! You've barely gotten to meet our little onix brother so here's a little extra for you starring he and his brother, Tyson!

Just for clarification, this takes place a few months before the events of Rising Smoke.

Extra #1: A Snowy Birthday

Tyson took a deep breath as the smell of hot chocolate wafted through the room. He took a sip from his mug and glanced out the apartment window. It was a cold morning on this day, January 14. It was so cold, in fact, that for the first time since Tyson and Leon had arrived in Unova, it was snowing in Striaton City. It wasn’t Tyson’s first time seeing snow. He had a vague recollection of sledding with his extended family in Kanto many years ago. However, for Leon, this would be quite the experience, especially since it was Leon’s birthday.

“Morning, Tyson!” Leon called as he wheeled into the room.

Tyson turned his attention away from the window and walked over to his younger brother. He ruffled Leon’s hair and hugged him. “Morning, Leon, and happy birthday.” Tyson gestured to the window and asked, “Did you see it’s snowing?”

Leon nodded his head eagerly, a grin forming from ear to ear. “It’s so pretty, just like you said! Can we have a snowball fight, Tyson? Or maybe make a snowman? Or at least let me sit out in the snow for a little bit! Please please please!”

Tyson chuckled and pat Leon’s head. “You seriously think I’m going to just let you sit out in the snow when there are some perfectly good hills on Route 3 that are perfect for sledding?”

Leon gave Tyson a confused look. “But Tyson, we don’t own a sled.”

Tyson winked at Leon. “Come on, birthday boy, check out your presents on the table while I grab you some breakfast.”

Leon gasped excitedly. He turned his attention to the presents on the table in the center of the room. He shot over to them as Tyson went to the kitchen area and began to cook breakfast for Leon. Tyson smiled to himself as he heard Leon tearing through the wrapping paper like a fiend.

“A sled!” Leon shrieked in excitement, causing Tyson to burst into a fit of laughter. “And gloves and a hat! Tyson, did you get us both snow gear?”

Tyson raised his hands in surrender and glanced at his brother over his shoulder. “Guilty. When I made that Nimbasa run earlier this week there were rumors that the snow would reach us so I went ahead and splurged a little to make sure we were prepared. And since that wheelchair of yours isn’t exactly snow compatible, I decided we would have to get you a sled to make sure you can still zoom around.”

It didn’t take long for Leon to scarf down his breakfast and for the brothers to get changed into their new winter gear. Tyson grabbed the sled then helped Leon climbed onto his back. Tyson could tell Leon was feeling anxious and impatient as they went down in the elevator. But soon enough, Leon got his wish. Tyson heard Leon gasp as they stepped outside the apartment complex.

“You want me to sit you down?” Tyson asked.

“Yes!” Tyson bent down and carefully helped Leon maneuver onto the snow. He laid on his stomach and closed his eyes. It was so cold and wet but it felt so nice. “Why can’t it snow more often?” Leon asked quietly.

Tyson chuckled and shrugged. “Maybe because we wouldn’t treasure it as much if it did. You want to make snow angels?”

“Sure. I bet mine will look prettier than yours!” Leon challenged.

Tyson flicked Leon gently on the side of the head. “That’s where you’re wrong, bro. My snow angels are the best in all of Unova!”

Leon pushed himself over onto his back and began to flap his arms like wings, watching Tyson do the same and adjusting to make sure his arms were going faster. Tyson helped Leon move away from the spot when they were done.

“Now those are some fine looking snow angels,” Tyson boasted. He grinned until he saw Leon’s somewhat said expression.

"Mine doesn’t look like a regular snow angel,” he murmured.

Tyson paused before shaking his head. “So what? It obviously looks better than a regular snow angel! Soon enough people will be so enamored with it they’ll call them Leon angels!”

Leon broke out into laughter and hugged Tyson. “Yeah right. That’s about as likely as me beating you in a snowball fight.”

Tyson raised his eyebrows. “Oh? You want to challenge me and find out?”

Leon thought it over for a moment before nodding again. “Yeah! Yeah sure why not! But uh, first you’re going to need to show me how to make a snowball.”

Tyson reached out to a clump of snow and picked it up. “It’s really easy. Just got a good chunk of snow and roll it in your hands like this so that it’s in a ball shape. See? Then…” Tyson quickly grabbed the back of Leon’s neck and smashed the snowball into Leon’s face.

“Hey!” Leon cried, trying to wipe the snow off his face.

“Then you do that.”

Leon glared at his brother before grabbing a large glop of snow and throwing it at him. “Like that?”

Tyson tried to block the snow and shook his head. “You forgot to make it into a ball first,” he teased.

Leon rolled his eyes. “Oh, my bad. Now come on, go somewhere else so we can prep for our epic snowball war.”

“Oh it’s a war now is it?” Tyson asked, “Alright alright. I’ll be over there if you need me.” Tyson stood up and walked over to a new spot where he began to build a snow fort.

Leon moved slowly at first, trying to make each snowball as carefully as possible. However, as he got the hang of making the snowballs, he began to produce them a lot quicker, until he had a mountain of snowballs beside him. Glancing over in his brother’s direction, Leon saw that Tyson’s back was to him. A mischievous smirk split across his face as Leon picked up one of the snowballs. He hurled it in Tyson’s direction and smacked him splat in the back.

Tyson paused and glanced up from his work. “Oh? Have we started?” he asked.

“Oh yeah! And I got the first strike!” Leon boasted.

“Nice work, brother, now it’s my turn.” Tyson stood up and lifted up a giant snowball in his arms. “Ready?”

Leon’s eyes went wide and he began to scramble to slide back to get away from Tyson’s giant snowball. “Have mercy!” Leon cried as Tyson walked over to him.

Tyson paused in thought before laughing and saying, “No.” He dropped the giant snowball on Leon, burying the poor kid in the snow.

Leon sputtered as he surfaced from underneath the snow. He didn’t hesitate to return fire, grabbing as many of his snowballs as he could and throwing them point blank at Tyson. Tyson held up his arms to shield his face from the rapid-fire assault. When he felt the snowballs stop, Tyson collapsed to the ground laughing.

Tyson reached over and brushed some of the snow off Leon’s toboggan.”That was quite the revenge strike. I think you won that one, huh? I didn’t stand a chance.”

Leon grinned and punched Tyson’s shoulder lightly. “Well if you had actually made more than that giant snowball it might have been a real fight.”

“That’s a fair point,” Tyson replied, “I’ll keep that in mind next time. But you know what? This wreckage seems like it’s perfectly reusable to build a snowman. What do you think?”

“Yes! Yes yes yes!” Leon chanted excitedly. “How do we do that?”

“Well, you start off the same way as a snowball.” Tyson formed a ball in the snow and showed it to Leon. “Except we’re going to want to make it a lot bigger. Then once it’s big enough we’re going to start rolling it around. So how about I continue this one and you start another one?”

“Ooh! Can we make a snowonix?” Leon requested.

Tyson tapped his chin in thought before shrugging. “I don’t see why not. We’re going to need...about fourteen giant snowballs then though, don’t you think?”

Leon counted on his fingers before nodding. “Yeah, I believe that’s right. That wild one we saw on Ten Carat Hill was fourteen rocks long.”

“Well, then we have no time to waste! Let’s get to work!”

Tyson took charge of rolling the snowballs in the snow once they were big enough to start rolling while Leon supplied him the snowballs he needed to roll. Once they had fourteen decent sized snowballs, the brothers lined them all up and began to shape them some. Adding a spike to the head and carving out a face, after about an hour their snowonix was complete.

“Looks great huh? It’s going to be the envy of our neighbors when they get back from sledding!” Tyson boasted, hugging Leon close. “Speaking of which, you ready for the main event?”

“Am I! Come on, carry me out to Route 3 already!”

Tyson picked up Leon and placed him on the sled. Taking one last glance at their masterpiece, Tyson smiled and began to run through the snow-covered streets of Striaton City towards Route 3. It was quite peaceful in the city. There weren’t many people outside either because they were on one of the neighbor routes or because, since it normally didn’t snow this south on the Unovian continent, they were staying warm inside. However, as the brothers approached Route 3, the atmosphere changed.

Laughter echoed across the snowy landscape as people of all ages played in the snow. There were even a few more daring gijinkas out ice skating on the frozen water. Tyson glanced back at Leon and saw his younger brother’s eyes light up with wonder. With the trees and buildings all covered in snow and the sun causing everything on the route to sparkle, it was a truly magical sight. But Tyson and Leon weren’t here to take it all in; they were here to shred some hills.

Tyson pulled Leon across Route 3 towards Wellspring Cave. They approached a thicket of trees before Tyson turned and began to take them up a hill. It didn’t take long to reach the top. Tyson turned the sled around and handed the reins to Leon.

Leon stared at the reigns and glanced at Tyson. “You’re letting me steer?” he asked.

Tyson sat down on the back of the sled and nodded. “Yep. I’ll be able to slow us down if we look like we’re about to crash so don’t worry. I want you to have fun with this. It’s your sled, after all, birthday boy.”

Leon’s eyes lit up and glanced down the hill. “Okay, let’s do this!”

Tyson pushed off and the sled began to slide down the hill. They steadily picked up speed as the metal blades raced against the cold snow. As the wind whipped against Leon’s face, he began to scream and whoop, a feeling of exhilaration overtaking him. It was over too soon. As they neared the bottom of the hill, Tyson dug his heels in to slow them down to a stop.

Tyson stood up and leaned down to Leon. “You want to go again?”

“Yes! Why can’t it snow all the time? This is so much more fun than riding around in a wheelchair everywhere!”

Tyson chuckled and began to pull Leon back up the hill again. Once they got back to the top, they raced back to the bottom only to start all over again. Leon screamed his heart out each time they went down the hill, never losing his smile until he realized the sun was setting, which meant they had to go home soon.

Tyson noticed it too and smiled sadly at Leon. “Sorry, birthday boy. I know you want to keep playing but we should probably head back. There’s a birthday cake waiting for you in the fridge though so it’s not a total loss,” he said with a wink.

Leon glanced around at the snowy landscape surrounding him. It was still very pretty though in some places the show had been totally cleared from where kids had been sledding. He looked up at Tyson and asked, “Can we come back out tomorrow?”

Tyson looked around before shrugging. “If the snow hasn’t melted by tomorrow morning then sure, I don’t see why not. Gotta make use of this sled while we can, right?”

A grin spread across Leon’s face again and he nodded eagerly. “Right! So I better eat that cake quick so I can go to bed and get up early to start sledding again.”

Tyson chuckled and said, “This is the first time I’ve seen you eager to go to bed in years. Well, I can’t ignore the birthday boy’s demands now can I? Alright, off we go!”

Tyson began to pull Leon back to their apartment complex. The two brothers smiled when they saw their snowonix still resting outside as if bidding them a last farewell before they departed from the snow for the day. Tyson picked up Leon and carried he and the sled inside. They changed out of their wet clothes in a warm set of fuzzy pajamas then sat around their kitchen table to blow out the birthday candles.

“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to my favorite brother, happy birthday to you.” Leon took a deep breath and blew out the nineteen candles that decorated his cake. Tyson hugged Leon and squeezed him tightly. “So what’d you wish for?”

Leon glanced at his cake before turning to Tyson. "I wished that we would finally get to leave Unova."

Tyson ruffled Leon’s hair a little and smiled. “Ah man, that sounds like a great wish. I hope it comes true too.”