"This sure is a mighty strange world," Fraizer remarks, sitting in his usual field.

Timber and Lillian are sitting close to Fraizer. Because Fraizer is half Leafeon, he is capable of cleaning the air around himself. The sun shines onto Fraizer's head leaf and he takes a deep breath.

"You smell so nice..." Lillian compliments Fraizer.

Fraizer turns his head and stares at Lillian.

"You aren't about to eat me again, are you?!" Fraizer asks.

"No, no... I mean, you have this nice earthy smell to you..." Lillian says.

"Oh, thanks!" Fraizer says, wagging his tail.

"Hey... Is that a Wurmple?" Timber asks, pointing to something behind Fraizer.

"I don't know... Aren't Wurmple supposed to be pink?" Lillian asks.

"Huh?" Fraizer asks, turning around suddenly.

Sitting in the grass behind him is a Wurmple that is mostly brown, but its underbelly is black.

"Yikes!" Fraizer cries out, leaping up.

"'Sup?" the Wurmple asks.

"Why aren't you pink?" Fraizer asks.

"Why you have leaf?" the Wurmple asks.

"Why do I have a leaf? Because I am special!" Fraizer says.

"Me special," the Wurmple says.

"Eeee... I can tell," Fraizer says.

"Fight?" the Wurmple asks.

"Okay!" Fraizer says.

Fraizer uses Baby-doll Eyes on Wurmple. Wurmple lunges and ends up biting its own tail over and over again.

"Oh... Uh... Are you alright...?" Fraizer asks.

"Gotcha! Gotcha!" Wurmple cries out, biting its tail.

"You might want to fight someone else, Fraizer..." Lillian says.

"Yeah..." Fraizer says.

"Wait. Where you go?" Wurmple asks.

"I can't fight you... It's not fair..." Fraizer says.

"Oh. Fine," Wurmple says and stops biting itself.

"Where did you come from?" Fraizer asks.

"Some place," Wurmple says.

"Can you get home on your own?" Fraizer asks.

"Yah," Wurmple says.

"Then go home," Fraizer says.

"'Kay then," Wurmple says and starts walking in circles.

"Oh..." Fraizer says.

"The poor thing..." Timber says.

"It's broken!" Lillian exclaims.

"I'll help. It probably came out of the Petalburg Woods!" Fraizer says.

Wurmple continues walking in circles until Fraizer picks it up gently in his mouth.

"Hey, put down," Wurmple says.

"I'm taking you home," Fraizer says, trying not to bite the spiny worm.

Fraizer walks away holding Wurmple until he reaches the Petalburg Woods where he sets the bug down.

"This home? Good, great," Wurmple says.

"You're welcome!" Fraizer calls as he leaves the woods.

It is uncertain if that oddly colored Wurmple really belongs in the woods or not, but one thing is for certain, it is strange!

The End!