Shroomish One was getting lit with his group of other friends. All of them were tired of sitting in their balls all day, and enjoyed the release of being outside for once. Shroomish One was a very grumpy Shroom, as all the others were. They did enjoy some things though, like getting high.
On this afternoon in the woods, where they were loosing their sanity and entering other worlds of colors and shapes, all of the Shroomish's were beginning to acquire human like mind sets, and all began speaking in a smooth black voice, "Yo, bro, this is so lit." Under their little umbrella mushroom heads, they felt themselves fill with what…? What was this feeling…? Ah, lust.
All of the small mushy mushrooms began rolling around in the wetness of the forest from the previous rain, seeing bright colors, and rubbing their soft little crouches against each other, releasing green slime and squishing noises to be seen and heard.
"SHROOMS!" Shroomish Two yelled out in his husky voice.
The Pokemon trainers had arrived at the scene soon after, the Shrooms moaning like huge husky men, and doing the unspeakable; in their tiny mushroom bodies. They all fainted, and when the Shroomish's came off their high, and sexual fun, they looked at each other innocently. "Shroomish," They said over and over to each other.
This is what Shroomish's do in the wild.