It was a cloudless day in Cyllage City as Nolan Pedersen was enjoying a casual stroll with his Solrock alongside the seaside. One could taste the crisp, salty air that always blew in from the sea. Nolan stopped in his tracks to turn to the sea and take in more of the invigorating, warm winds that were common in this city. He thought about his career as a fresh trainer, winning and losing his fair share of battles and meeting all sorts of new Pokémon along the way. His Solrock was his first one he caught, albeit in a dirty way, with a lucky Pokéball thrown when it had its back turned to soak up the sun's rays. Even then, the two of them got along very well together.

"Isn't this day just beautiful?" Nolan asked his Solrock, who was busy taking advantage of the cloudless day to absorb the sunlight. Nolan went over to the water, cupped his hands, and scooped up a small amount of saltwater to play a trick on his Solrock. He crept up behind his Solrock and threw the water up in the air, wetting the surroundings, including his Solrock who twitched upon feeling the water splash on its rough skin. It turned around slowly, obviously disapproving of Nolan's little prank.

"Ha! No need to be tense! I was just playing with you!" Nolan laughed at his Solrock who narrowed its eyes more than usual, almost as if it was going to retaliate with a Psychic attack to get back at its trainer for the prank.

"Sheesh, okay, okay. I won't do it again. You don't need to give me that look. Maybe we should move away from the beach now," Nolan said to his Solrock as he continued his stroll to pacify his Solrock. He took one more deep breath of the salty winds before heading back to the mainland.

"Hmm, I wonder if Juliet is in her garden? She could use the help if she's there," said Nolan to his Solrock as the two of them left the beach and went to his grandmother's home. When Nolan reached his grandmother's home, he went to the back garden where Juliet was about to do some gardening. She looked up at the guests and was pleasantly surprised.

"Oh, why hello, hello!" Juliet greeted her grandson and his Pokémon, "I was just about to do some gardening. Could you help your grandmother out?"

"Of course!"

Nolan went to the gardening shed to get a pair of sturdy gloves, a gardening hoe, and a watering can to help his grandmother tend to her garden. It mostly consisted of a variety of berries, but also some high-quality herbs. Nolan's favorite herb was the small square of land devoted to growing ginger. He loved the taste of it, be it in soda, tea, or sweets that would be made by his grandmother once it matured. With the tools he needed in his possession, he returned to help in the garden.

"What do you want me to start with? Watering? Weeding, perhaps?"

"Help me weed first. I'll handle the watering while you handle the weeds. Yank out every one you see and try not to damage the good plants," Juliet ordered to her grandson. Nolan passed the watering can to Juliet and crouched down to help pull out the weeds near him. Once the surrounding area was clear, he moved on to the others, until the last section that needed to be cleared the ginger patch. Just as he turned around to move towards the ginger patch, he saw a small, pink Pokémon land in the ginger patch.

"Spree! Spree! Spritz!" it cried as it began to nibble away at the raw ginger roots in pleasure. Juliet looked on in disgust, while Nolan looked on in admiration.

"Wow! What kind of Pokémon is that?" Nolan asked to Juliet, who crossed her arms in disgust.

"It's a Spritzee," Juliet explained, "My garden's been attracting a small flock of them and eating away at it. I shoo them away, but one in particular frequently returns to help itself to the ginger I'm growing every day. It's probably the leader of the flock since it's always the first one to land here and goes straight for the ginger. It also looks considerably bigger than the rest I've seen, but I'm not sure if it's from the ginger it's been eating. I don't know what to do about it."

Nolan put his hand on his chin as he looked the Spritzee enjoying some fresh ginger in delight. It looked too cute to be a pest, but he understood why Juliet is aggravated by them. That's when he suddenly got an idea to help him and his grandmother out,

"What if I catch it?"

Juliet looked at Nolan; perked up at his idea of catching it.

"Do you think they could? They're stronger than they look, but it'll be so helpful for me!"

Nolan reconsidered his notion of catching the Spritzee for a second upon hearing Juliet say they're stronger than they look. While that may be the case, it was worth a shot. Nolan turned to his Solrock, still busy trying to absorb as much sunlight as it could, as its concentration was broken from an order by its trainer,

"Solrock! Let's go! Use Psychic on that Spritzee!"

The Solrock turned towards Nolan, then quickly at the Spritzee as it realized what its trainer wanted to do. It spun around in the air to help boost its mind as its eyes glowed neon-blue and flashed brightly, hitting the Spritzee just as it was about to fly off with a full belly. A blast of psychic power nailed the Spritzee and knocked it to the ground.

The Spritzee quickly got and had an angry look on its face as it looked at the Solrock responsible for the attack. It fluttered in the air and twirled much like Solrock to counter with a Fairy Wind attack.

"Spree-ree-ree-ree!" it cried as a sudden gust of Fairy Wind blew through the Solrock, returning the pain. It twitched and moved backwards, but hovered forward once the wind died down.

"Again! Psychic!" Nolan ordered as the Solrock repeated its past attack, downing the Spritzee once more. It took longer for the Spritzee to get back in the air, but when it did, it attacked with another Fairy Wind. It hit as both Pokémon were now showing signs of fatigue.

"Use Rock Slide now!"

The Solrock spun in the opposite direction as nearly a dozen fist-sized rocks ascended through the soil and floated around the Solrock. It did a full rotational flip as the rocks were thrown at a downward angle to the Spritzee. It was battered with three rocks and collapsed on the dirt. Its eyes were closed in pain as it struggled to flap its tiny wings to fly away from the lost fight.

"Now's my chance! Where's that ball? Come on, where is it?" said Nolan as he dug around in his pockets to find a Pokéball to catch the wounded Pokémon. He felt a hard, spherical object deep in his back pocket and pulled it out, revealing a Heal Ball.

"Good thing I didn't leave this at home," Nolan said, relieved at his luck, "All right! You're mine!"

Nolan Pedersen threw the Heal Ball at the Spritzee. In an instant, the ball dropped to the dirt and rolled slightly towards him while it twitched from the Spritzee resisting. A few seconds later, the ball became still as Nolan put his knuckles on his hips in excitement. The Spritzee was now his. Juliet looked proud at his son dealing with one of the bothersome Spritzee.

"Congratulations on your new Pokémon, my grandson!" Juliet congratulated Nolan at catching it, "What will you name it?"

"Hmm…" Nolan thought out loud as he thought of a name for his Spritzee, "How about Ginger?" Yeah, I'll settle for Ginger. Sounds pretty and that's what it always came here for."

With the name settled, Nolan thanked his Solrock for catching the peculiar Pokémon and put it back in its ball to get some rest. He finished up his work in the garden and went inside to get a bite to eat. A thick, cold cut sandwich was crafted in minutes as he poured himself some ginger-flavored soda as a drink. Juliet came in just as Nolan was sitting down and ready to bring out Ginger.

"Come on out. I think you'll like this," Nolan said aloud as he sent out Ginger on the table. It looked around the house, dazzled by the sights, before seeing Nolan taking a sip from the soda. That's where Ginger's eyes were fixed upon until Nolan decided to let his newly caught Pokémon try the beverage in comparison to the raw herbs.

"Have some. You'll like it, I promise."

Nolan tipped his glass so the soda came close enough to the rim for Ginger to taste. She fluttered in the air to make it easier as she lapped up a few drops' worth of the soda. When she tasted it, she stopped her fluttering and instead hopped in delight on the table, expressing her fondness for it.

"Boy, that Spritzee sure likes anything made of ginger, huh?" Juliet commented as she watched her grandson's Pokémon be as happy as can be. Nolan finished up the meal and most of the soda, giving the last few drops to Ginger once more. As he went to put the dishes in the sink to be washed, he could still smell the unmistakable scent of ginger lingering about in the kitchen. It smelt pleasant, and wondered where it was coming from. The scent grew stronger and stronger as Ginger fluttered near him. Nolan realized that it was being radiated from his newly caught Spritzee; the scent they emit changing with their diet.

"That smells nice, actually," Nolan commented as Ginger looked happily and innocently back at his trainer, "I didn't know you could do that!"

"Well, now you know," chuckled Juliet.

Satisfied, Nolan and Ginger went back to the garden to get some more fresh air and play time between them.