~ Lucky Lunar Wing ~
Chapter Two
Breloom Kinogassa had never felt so, well... Lucky in his whole life. The moment he left the Red Bow base, a Delibird carrying a whole lot of packages went by, but it turned out that one of his packages had a hole in it so apples and berries in the package were frequently falling out of the hole. They proved to be a delicious early lunch for Breloom. He found several Pokés people had dropped on the sidewalk, and he picked them up.
The first thing that crossed his mind was that with the Lunar Wing, he would be rich before he knew it.
But he made one fatal mistake. He wore the Lunar Wing to his friend and teammate Lombre Raindish's house.
"Hello," she said in a Spanish accent. Lombre Raindish is Mexican and a goth, and her family owned a Mexican restaurant downtown called Lombre's Quesadillas. Breloom was addicted to it. "What's that?"
Breloom's mistake number two?
He boasted, "Oh this. This is a Lunar Wing. Staraptor gave it to me. It's supposed to bring good luck to the wearer, and until now, it has."
"Really?" Lombre's eyes widened. "What sort of good luck?" So Breloom told her about the apples and the money.
"That does sound lucky," Lombre said. "Hey! Mind if I borrow it for a little while?"
Breloom glared. "What for?"
"It's nothing, really," Lombre said sheepishly. "It's just that I've been wanting to beat my brothers at Super Smash Bros. Brawl. Just once?"
"No way," Breloom huffed. "If that's your only reason then no WAY."
"Por favor," said Lombre. "No," said Breloom. "You are so stuck-up," snarled Lombre. "So what?" Breloom snarled back.
Lombre realized that Breloom wasn't going to let her borrow it no matter what. Unless...
"I'll give you three whole portions of cheese quesadillas if you'd let me borrow the Lunar Wing," she said as sweetly as a goth could.
Breloom's third and final mistake?
"It's a deal," he said.