A/N: Hiya all! Can you guess which of us is talking right now? No? Well, It's me, Talon! After so long without making an appearance yet absently noted and mentioned, I finally appeared back in one of my bro's fics that I was interested about!
Eh, well.. actually, this is the first time that I wrote a whole chapter by myself since my bro went into another fit of depression since his math and physics got a C. Y'know, the inspiration ran out the window after he knew about that. Poor guy.
Anyhow, we (me, bro and some of our friends) just got around watching The Good Dinosaur, with mixed feelings as the results. Bro was touched, I was regretting my choice in watching it, and the others was largely indifferent about it. Seriously, I was expecting an Ice Age-esque story but it wasn't as exciting as that. Too bad, I guess. Although, Fang did say that it was good. Meh.
Anyway, both me and Fang has decided that we are going to make a Bonus chapter for the holiday. We're in process of making our first bonus chapter which will be posted later on Christmas! Share us some ideas and if it's good and interesting, we're going to make it!
So, let's move on to the reviews, alright? Here we go..
To Duskrider: Thank you. Truthfully, I think it wasn't as exciting as it usually is. Probably becuase of the stress from the tests. He did make it just a day before the tests took place.
To DragonStar7Queen: Thanks, gal! And yes, both of us thought that your story is cool. On that note, when are you going to update the third chapter? Kinda interested in what Robin is going to do.
To Guest: O-O. Ookay?
To GirlFish: Naturally. He literally tried to turn an entire city into a replica of Amazon and all its citizens into nutritious A-grade fertilizer, so of course he'd love the Eterna Gym. By the way, I think Pokemon world is full of oddballs and nutcases. Just look at Team Rocket. Lol.
To Nemo: I don't know, maybe the eggs? And I think most Vegans did love plants for both decoration and consumption. Emergency food supply in case of zombie apocalypse perhaps?
To ZyteWCDb: Aha! Finally someone caught his reference. Anyway, thanks for the review! Hope you enjoy this chap. By yours truly. Hehe.
Welp, just six reviews, Fang's not gonna be too happy with this. Well, guys, make sure you leave us a lot of reviews and don't hesitate to click on that Like and Follow button! They meant a lot for us!
Chapter 17
"Alright, Ponyta, give him a full serving of Flame Wheel!" A ring of flame exploded from the Fire Horse Pokemon's hooves and, with a light kick, was sent flying towards the Turtwig.
Without missing a beat, Gardenia followed with her own orders. "Turtwig, protect yourself with Light Screen and then retaliate with Razor Leaf!" With an affirmative cry, Turtwig resummoned the translucent, glass-like barrier in front of him and successfuly blocked the incoming Flame Wheel with minimal effort before letting the protection drop and throwing in his own attack.
"Going offensive now, are we? Well, two can play that game!" Considering the type of person he is, getting upclose and personal is exactly Leo's forte. Danny couldn't help but be slightly wary, considering that the last time this kind of thing happened, a certain Geodude was turned into a makeshift baseball as well as a bowling ball. "Ponyta, get in close and use Flamethrower! Careful of those Razor Leaf, too!"
Ponyta neighed before she galloped towards Turtwig, leaping from side to side in order to dodge the Razor Leaves coming her way. The Fire Horse covered the distance in a matter of seconds before blowing out a jet of flame from her mouth towards the Turtwig who was too stunned by her speed to fully dodge the attack.
"Turtwig!" The Tiny Leaf Pokemon managed to jump at the last second, but he wasn't scott free. Indeed, his left hind leg was scorched with burn marks, effectively giving him a Burn.
"Nice, Ponyta!" Leo cheered for his Fire Horse, earning a happy neigh from said equine. "Follow up with some Kick!" Ponyta dashed forward once again, powerful legs ready to deliver the best kick of the year.
"Withdraw!" In the nick of time, just before Ponyta's powerful hooves could send the Tiny Leaf Pokemon flying Tom&Jerry style, Turtwig withdrew himself back inside his shell, saving himself from a world of pain even though he was still send flying to a wall. Ah, the perks of having a hard shell, available protection right behind your back at all times.
Danny whistled. "Lucky dude."
The turtwig crawled back out and stood on its legs, seemingly unscathed. "Alright, Turtwig use Bite!" Turtwig quickly dashed over with a speed that bellied its form. Slightly shoking both Leo and Ponyta, enough to stun them for a few scant seconds.
"Oh no you dont! Ponyta, Ember!" Ponyta complied immediately and started to relentlessly pelleting the approaching Turtwig with fire sparks.
"Alright, time to use our trump card! Turtwig, Flash!" With a cry, Turtwig, quite literally, erupted into a dazzling light, blinding everyone in the room except... Leo and Gardenia who seems to be prepared for the occasion since they were both equipped with a pair of very stylish sunglasses. "Bite her!"
"Ponyta, to the side!" Leo ordered.
::Eh? Left or right?:: Ponyta asked, slightly confused.
"Whichever is fine!" Leo cried out, a sweatdrop trailing down the back of his neck. Ponyta quickly jumped to the side, but not fast enough to dodge the jaws of Turtwig who latched onto her hind leg as though it was a live line
"Yes!" Gardenia cheered. "Mega Drain!" At once, Ponyta was covered in a thin green glow as wisp of energy of the same color started to slowly but surely drift into the Tiny Leaf Pokemon's clamped mouth.
::Uuurghh...:: Ponyta groaned, feeling the sudden fatigue of having her strength absorbed by the Turtwig biting on her hind leg.
"Ponyta shake that Turtwig off of you!" Leo cried out.
Ponyta nodded and began to do some.. very sporadic, chaotic and destructive movement, trying to shake off and injure the Turtwig latching on her leg to force him to let go, uncaring that she was taking damage on her own.
"That's.." Danny muttered looking at Ponyta with a sudden worry in his eyes.
"Thrash?" Gardenia finished, equally baffled.
"Eh? Thrash? I don't think I've ever taught her how to do that move. To begin with, is it possible for a Ponyta to actually learn that Gyarados-esque move?" Leo tilted his head to the side, confused.
Danny let a sweatdrop trail down his head as he sighed. Right, Leo. Him and books is practically destined to destroy each other. "Leo, naturally, Ponyta shouldn't be able to learn Thrash. The only way she could is if one of her parents passed it down onto her." He explained as best he could.
"Ahh... So, it was genetic."
No. Not really. But if that was good enough for him, Danny won't bother to correct his errors. That would save him a lot of trouble and the sore throat that would no doubt follow such a harrowing quest.
After a while of watching the comedic sort-of rodeo match between the thrashing Ponyta and the somehow-holding-on-for-dear-life Turtwig who looked somewhat a shade paler than his usual grass green, Leo had had enough and called for some drastic measure, and that was to sit down. Danny didn't get it at first, but now that the action is done, he could see where it was coming from.
By sitting down, Ponyta had effectively sandwhiched the poor Tiny Leaf Pokemon between her hind legs and her.. ehem.. butt, and thus, cutting off his air supply. Ergo, he was currently, in the most perverted sense, being strangled.
By a horse butt, no less.
Danny couldn't help it. He laughed. He couldn't remember how long since the last time he had laughed quite as much as he did right now, but he was totally enjoying himself with the amusement presented to him. Pulling a page out of Leo's book, Danny pulled out his Pokegear and took a photo off the position they were in.
Torch would enjoy this. He just knew it.
Sinnoh Anti-Terrorist Unit HQ, Canalave City
"Fifth, Sixth, take a seat." With a deceptively calm voice, the head commander of the Sinnoh anti-terrorist unit ordered two of his ten crazy bastards of an underling, eyeing them with a barely held back frustration and annoyance. In front of him, displayed very neatly on top of his desk, was a file full of report about the misadventures of both of his underlings.
The Commander was a man in his late sixties who somehow managed to keep his body as strong and healthy as it is in its prime, possessing a robust build packed with mucles with not even a slouch to tell for his advanced age. His face, according to Cross, was made out of marble and was almost always etched into a stern, cold and very intimidating visage. With a crown of short, grey hair and a black eyepatch to cover his scarred left eye and a small goatee under his chin, he was the picture of a stereotype sergeant.
"Do you know why you're here?" Cross gulped, a faint idea in his head as his eyes tried to glimpse what the files on his paper is all about. Still, he kept on his best game-face and shook his head calmly, hiding his trepidation as best he could. Although, judging by the gleam on the Commander's one good eye, he doesn't quite succeed in that regard.
"Eh? What? Are we getting a promotion?" He had to physically restrain his own right hand to stop it from reuniting with his face in an epic facepalm at his partner's bubbly and overly moronic attitude. Really, if his superior was the stereotype sergeant, then his partner was the complete opposite of the spectrum; the stupid blonde.
Why was it that he has to constantly deal with her? Had he done some unforgivable, cardinal sin in his past life to warrant such a bad luck?!
"No, Sixth, you'll not be getting a promotion. I'm asking what is the meaning of this tauros-shit!?" And just like that, the calm facade disappeared and summoned the terrible, wrathful demon hidden underneath. "'An Uproar of such a massive scale it caused all the glasses and other breakable object in the vicinity to shatter and cause a splitting headache to anyone listening at 5.00 am' -What the fuck are you actually doing when I ordered you to investigate Eterna Forest!?"
Oh, boy.
"Not my fault." Cross quickly admitted, uncaring if it was a cowardly move. If it would save him from getting an earful from the Commander, he'd do it.
Feeling the wrathful eyes of the demon zero-ing in on her, Lilith quickly shot the guiltless Cross a betrayed look before using all the brain cells on her head to cook up an acceptable excuse for her assault on society. "Err.. you see, I gotta save a helpless young man from getting crushed by a bunch of sleeping Pokemon. So.. well.. Tehee."
*BONK!*
A red, comedic looking welt swelled on top of her head, smoke rising slowly from it as she yelped and rubbed the abused part, trying to lessen the pain. "I'm sixty seven years old, I'm too old for this shit." The Commander grumbled to himself, pinching the bride of his nose to calm his nerves. "At least, you paid with your own paycheck instead on putting a it on the unit's tab." He said.
Cross sighed, glad that he has the insight to actually use their own money rather than the Unit's budget. Even if his wallet is almost empty.. Ugh, the pain.
"Alright, enough about this. Now, give me your report."
Back to the Gym..
:Observing. So this is the Gym Battle Leo and Danny is talking about. Interesting.:: Rotom murmured from within his current vessel which was Leo's brand new watch, watching the battle with all the focus of a marksman about to shoot down his target. In his case, the target would be the interaction between Human and Pokemon in a battle.
He wasn't disappointed. Leo was a very good source of information.
::The amount of trust the Pokemon put to their Trainer...::
::The worry on these Human's face when their Pokemon is hurt...::
::The excitement..::
::The coordination..::
Electric blue eyes sparkled with interest, staring intently through the screen of the watch on the redhead's wrist. If it was possible, the Electric/Ghost Dual-type Pokemon would have drooled at all the information presented before him. Oh, what he wouldn't do to just be able to turn into a Psychic-type so he could probe every inch of their mind until there was nothing left inside... It made him giddy just thinking about it.
Yes. Going with these humans was definitely a good decision.
Off to the side, Danny's danger senses went off into a rage, sending red alarms blaring inside his head. "What was this feeling of being a hunted bunny?" He murmured under his breath. Contrary to him, Leo was doing just fine despite being so close with the source of Danny's fear.
What can you say? This is Leo we're talking about, after all. Things like this just doesn't register to him.
"Ponyta, stand up now." Ponyta did as she was told, blushing madly in the realisation that she'd used her own butt as a means to smother her foe to submission. Upon release, Turtwig immediately released himself from her leg, panting and heaving uncontrollably as the Tiny Leaf Pokemon tried his lung with the oxygen it was sorely in need of.
"Stomp." Leo ordered.
Two hard stomp later and Turtwig was down for the count.
"That was.. anti-clicmatic." Danny noted from the sideline, causing Leo to sweatdrop at him.
"And what were you expecting, exactly? Me using a catapult to turn Ponyta into a flying, living an burning horse cannonball?" He asked. And then, he clicked his tongue and looked annoyed at himself. "Damn it, I should have thought of that."
"Exactly." Danny laughed at him.
"Winner by knock-out, Leo and Ponyta!" The referee announced, Leo's red flag raised to signify another of his victory. "Please, take out your next Pokemon."
S.A.T Unit HQ, Canalave City
"Ho? A Human-Pokemon hybrid you say?" The Commander stroked his goatee as he contemplated the interesting piece of discovery that his employees has brought. At their serious nods of affirmation, the aged commander of the S.A.T Unit grew even more interested. "And of the Ghost type too?" Another nod. His interest is positively piqued.
"Next time you meet this kid, bring him to me. His ghostly abilities could greatly help us in our missions." He said. "I'll see if I could recruit him." A savage grin that could terrify even a school of Gyarados appeared on his face, causing both Cross and Lilith to pale and worry for the fate of the aforementioned hybrid Trainer.
These attempt of their boss usually involved various blackmail, less-than-pleasant intimidation techniques and other shady material they weren't privy to. In fact, they don't really want to know what he did when he convinced people to join. Their own experiences was scary enough that they don't want to recall about it ever again.
Desperate to change the topic, Cross spoke up. "Sir, our next mission?"
"Ah, yes, your mission." He pulled out one his drawers and procurred a black file from within its convines before throwing it towards the duo. Cross easily caught it in middair. "Ninth and Tenth came back several days ago from their espionage mission. According to them, Team Galactic and Hunter J will be collaborating on an effort to catch the Lake Guardians. You two will be stationed in Lake Valor together with Seventh and Eighth. Your mission is to stop them and possibly capture them as well." He informed.
"That wench, even after the debacle in the Snowpoint Temple, she hasn't learned her lesson?" Lilith muttered angrily. "I'll turn her full of holes."
"Any question?"
"Did we have anything about their plans? Which lake they're going to attack first, perhaps?" Cross asked, left hand slowly fingering the guns on his holster, a small fanged grin slowly making its way onto his face.
"I see that 'X' is eager for a hunt." The Commander laughed at the emerging split personality of his henchmen. "No, actually. That's why we're stationing as many pair as we could afford right now to each of the Lakes. Any other question?"
"No, sir."
Back to Gym...
A vine covered in thorn whipped frantically through the air, reminiscent of a tentacle monster trying to grab at its victim and drag it to its death. Roserade, Gardenia's final Pokemon, danced around on her spot, thorn-covered whips lashing out at Ponyta, giving her no chance to counter-attack nor to get close. Every vine burned was easily detached and regrown, serving as nothing but protection to the Bouquet Pokemon.
In contrast to the Dual Grass/Poison type Pokemon's relatively unscathed condition, Ponyta was suffering multiple scratches and whip-marks from where the thorny vines grazed her, coupled with her pre-existing wounds from her battle with Turtwig and you got a very tough fight.
"Flamethrower!" Leo called out.
"Dodge that and counter with Magica Leaf!" With all the grace of a ballerina, the Bouquet Pokemon leapt over the stream of hot white flames before spreading her arms wide, sending out a barrage of multicoloured leaves through the air.
"Ponyta, dodge!" The Fire Horse attempted to do what she was told only to flinch as the wound on her hind leg, no thanks to Turtwig, flared in pain causing her to stumble. Unable to dodge, Ponyta fell victim to the rain of multicolored leaves shooting towards her. "Are you alright?" He asked.
::No.. Not really.:: Obviously was left unsaid. She was just too nice for her own good. ::But.. I'm not out of gas yet!:: Despite the pain, Ponyta once again went back up to her legs, shakng lightly as her leg quaked as they tried to support her weight.
"You've a very magnificent Ponyta." Gardenia noted, praising both Trainer and Pokemon.
"I know." Leo grinned, giving a thumbs up to Ponyta. "I'm so proud of her. Let's go Ponyta, use the move that we've been practicing all over before! Flame Charge!" Ponyta neighed, fire slowly covering her body before she charged towards the nonchalant looking Roserade.
::This is good! So emotions could really push someone's limit! Fascinating!:: Rotom grinned inside his vessel, watching the proceeding battle with crazed eyes so different from his usual impassive ones.
"Alright, Roserade, stop her with Vine Whip!" Roserade let loose several thorn-covered vines from her flower bouquet, aiming them towards the charging Fire Horse's leg, ready to trip her and stop her approach.
"Jump!" Leo called out, just in time to dodge the vine-made obstacle.
"Roserade, move to the side and finish her with Poison Jab!" The Bouquet Pokemon waited until the last second before she gracefully twirled to the side and jabbed the charging Ponyta with a glowing purple flower-hand, putting her down for the count.
"Ponyta!" Worriedly, the redhead Trainer called out to his downed Pokemon whose eyes was now a comical spiral, signifying that she was well and truly knocked out.
"Ponyta is unable to battle, the winner is Roserade and Gardenia!" The referee exclaimed, bringing up his blue flag to signify Gardenia's win. "Trainer, call out your next Pokemon." He ordered.
Leo nodded, pulling out Ponyta's pokeball from his belt and deposited her inside in a flash of red light, silently thanking her for her effort. "Well, guess its just you and me now, Grovyle." He threw the Pokeball into the air without as much fanfare as before, completely determined to reach the simple, one-track goal of winning the match. In a flash of light, the Wood Gecko Pokemon appeared on the field, ready for the fight.
"Alright then, are you both ready?" The referee asked, raising both the flags in his hands. Earning himself a nod from both Pokemon and Trainer alike, the ref quickly brought down his flags. "Begin!"
"Grovyle, increase your speed with Agility, get close and follow it up with X-Scissors!" Leo wasted no time to begin the fight and called out his orders. Grovyle gave a silent nod before disappearing in a flash of speed, the pink glow of the psychic-type move barely visible around his body before he blurred away.
"Roserade, get ready to counter with Poison Jab!" Just as the order was met with an affirmative from the Bouquet Pokemon, Grovyle reappeared right behind her, the leaves on his hands turning into elongated sickles glowing a pale green mixed with little bits of orange, the X-scissors. Surprisedly, Roserade turned around in an attempt to deliver a kick to stop the attack only to hit nothing as Grovyle disappeared in another burst of speed, having anticipated the attempt.
::-Ack!:: Roserade gasped, feeling the Bug-type move connecting to her sides and throwing her to the side too fast for her to counter attack with her own Poison Jab. The super effective Bug-type move propelled her several feets away before she twisted in middair and landed perfectly on her feet, clutching at her side.
"Are you okay, Roserade?" Gardenia asked worriedly, watching the extremely agile Wood Gecko Pokemon warily from the corner of her eye as inspected her Pokemon.
::I'm.. fine.:: She huffed.
"Grovyle, this time, try to score a combo with both X-scissors and Pound!" Leo was now on truly going on offense if the blazing fire in the background, which Danny totally don't know where or how it appeared, is anything to go by. Sometimes, he wondered if Leo wasn't an ESPer or something of a similar nature with everything going on around him.
Without a word, the stoic Grass-type starter of Hoenn once again blurred away, appearing randomly all over the place to confuse the dual Poison/Grass type. Roserade gritted her teeth in frustration, head swerving side to side in an attempt to follow the swift Pokemon's trail only to gaspe when a pound was landed on her stomach followed by a low sweep that caused her to fall on her back.
All in the span of three seconds.
"He's too fast." Those three simple words summarized Roserade's thoughts quite nicely. Roserade slowly rose to her feet, silently thankful that Grovyle seems like someone who fights cleanly since he didn't seize the chance to attack her when she was down. "Alright, Roserade, it's time for counter attack. Use Attract!"
"Hey, that's so cheap!" Leo cried out. "Grovyle! Don't look at he- AAAH! Nooooo!" Too late. Roserade posed herself in a manner not unlike those of Gravure models and winked sexily at the Wood Gecko Pokemon. She smirked, ready to have the agile Grass-type turn into a blushing fool and-
::...What in the blazes are you doing?:: The coldness that permeated that question causes both Gardenia and Roserade to turn into perfectly sculpted statues of ice in shock, or in Roserade's case, shame.
"Ouch, your freezing heart is so cold they froze!" Leo exclaimed amazedly at his Starter.
"Ouuuh.. That must have hurt." Danny winced as he stared at the still petrified Roserade, knowing that her pride as a female has been shattered to pieces by one very cold response.
::...:: Grovyle stared at his trainer long and hard before he sighed. ::She was seducing me, wasn't she?::
"I think?"
The Grass-type shrugged, not really caring of the failed attempt at seduction before blurring away and appearing right beside the still frozed Roserade and landed several consecutive hits with Pound and X-scissors, sending the Bouquet Pokemon flying into a wall in the corner and breaking her from her shock. ::Shall we continue?::
Roserade coughed, gasping for air as she pressed her hand onto her chest. ::This is the first time.. someone resisted my charm!:: She admitted.
::Ah.. I'm honored?:: The Grass-type tilted his head to the sight, a bit confused at what he should do or say at such a confession. He hadn't learned anything about this kind of thing and was drawing a blank at how he should react. Wait, was that even a compliment for him? Grovyle shook his head. It doesn't matter, all he needed to do now is land several more hits and then he would win the fight.
::I think..:: She slowly rose to he feet. ::I think..:: She looked straight at the Wood Gecko Pokemon, purple eyes gleaming with something unreadable that set the Gecko's trained sense of self-preservation into overdrive. ::I think I'm in LOVE!:: She launched herself towards the shocked Grass-type, her lips ready for a kiss even as her hands glowed the violent purple of Poison Jab. ::We're going on a marriage, honey! If you even so much as think to escape I'm going to Jab you to death!::
::Huh!?:: Grovyle palled before leaping back in utter fright at the.. what was that word again? The one to describe women with psychotic tendencies towards their object of obsession? Sadist? No.. something with a Y..
"Eeek! That Roserade is a Yandere!" Leo screamed, pulling the shocked Danny away from his seat and using him up as a meat-shield.
Ah.. yes, that. Yandere.
Roserade wasn't about to let her beloved, soon-to-be husband runaway though, and proceeded to fire several Poison Stings from her hands before launching herself to pursue her love, with the intention of immobilizing him with several well placed Poison Jab and dragging him off for their Pre-wed Photograph. ::Please don't dodge, darling! These Poisons are made with LOVE!::
::So much for a normal fight..:: Grovyle mumbled with a barely audible groan as he leapt to the side to dodge the speeding projectile coated with Love-augmented poison.
Gardenia tried to calm her Pokemon from her frenzy yet largely went ignored. Too bad.
From the side, Danny shook himself back from his shock-induced petrification before giving the cowering Leo an unimpressed look. "Shouldn't you be helping Grovyle with his woman problem?" Danny asked.
"Eh? I don't know, sending a punch at her doesn't seem like a really nice thing to do to a bride-to-be." Leo shrugged, imagining Grovyle punching a clad-in-white-bridal-gown Roserade in the face as she approached him for a kiss. The redhead snickered to himself at the image. "Yeah, seriously. It's just rude."
"I've got an idea." Danny grinned viciously and went to whisper some convoluted schemes into Leo's ears before the redhead went 'OOOHH~' at him and grinned back in that same evil way.
"Grovyle!" Leo called, gaining the terrified, but strangely expressionless, Pokemon's attention. He mouthed his order's silently, knowing that Grovyle was fully capable of reading lips. The plan was very simple, actually. Step 1, placate Roserade. Step 2, try to persuade her to calm down and fine another bachelor. Step 3, if the negotiation fails, well then, Sparta all the way.
Grovyle nodded and stopped his dash, barely managing to dodge the Bouquet Pokemon's Poison Jab, wincing as some of the Poison-type move managed to graze him. He leapt away to a safer distance.
::Listen, Roserade.:: Yes. His voice sounded just right to him. Slightly husky, a touch embarrassed and still largely strong. ::You're beautiful, graceful and very strong.:: He began, doing his best to dodge the squealing Pokemon's quick-as-lightning Poison Jab, wincing each time the super-effective move connected and dealt a significant damage to him. Already, he felt a bit light headed after taking some of the Jabs she'd thrown, no doubt the poison in his system is slowly taking effect.
::But could you please just let me go? I'm sure there's many other males out there better than me.:: That question earned him a particularly hard Jab to the chest.
::NOOOO! You're mine!:: She screamed. ::Be a good boy and don't resist!::
:So much for being political.: Grovyle thought to himself, coughing as the painful Jab send him down to one knee. :Whelp.. that's it then.: Swift as lightning, Grovyle suddenly rose to his feet and delivered a slash with X-scissors to the Bouquet Pokemon.
In a picture of complete and utter baddassery, Grovyle, X-scissors still glowing on full power send a serious look towards the downed Roserade. ::If being a good boy means being weak, count me out.:: He said. ::Now, I've had enough of this. It's time to finish our game.::
"Alright, Grovyle! Final Attack, Leaf Blade!" Leo called out.
"Roserade, Poison Jab!" Gardenia called out.
Both Pokemon charged at one another, Leaf Blade and Poison Jab ready to knock out each other.
"Now! Jump!" Grovyle leapt over the stunned Roserade, her attack missing him completely to his timely evasion. And then, just as she was about to turn back, Grovyle struck her with his blades, finally knocking the Bouquet Pokemon out.
The referee raised his red flag. "Winner, Grovyle and Leo!"
"HURRAYY!"
TBC
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