A week passed after Nolan Pedersen captured Ginger, each of them having a ball of a time every day. Nolan did some research on Spritzee and found out that they evolve into an Aromatisse once exposed to an item called a Sachet, a small bag full of incredibly potent perfumes. Nolan scrounged up some spare change and looked around Cyllage City for any place that sold Sachets. Fortunately, the local Pokémart just got a fresh stock of the valued item. It smelt especially strong for Nolan's taste, but he knew Ginger would absolutely adore it. He swung by and picked up the Sachet and a few other necessities along the way to surprise his grandmother and Ginger.
"I'm home, Juliet!" Nolan announced as he returned to his grandmother's home to show her Ginger evolve. She caught a whiff of the Sachet in his shopping bag.
"Did you buy perfume? What is that smell?"
"It's the Sachet Ginger needs to evolve. I wanted you to be present when she does. It shouldn't be long."
Nolan sent out Ginger from her Heal Ball as he dug in the bag for the Sachet. The fragrances emitted were picked up by Ginger's nose, and she was highly curious as to what it was. When the Sachet was brought out, Ginger's eyes lit up in admiration.
"I bought this for you," Nolan announced to Ginger, growing ever more excited, "I can't wait for you to evolve, so let's get to it!"
Nolan put the Sachet on the ground near Ginger and backed up to his grandmother so both could get a good view of Ginger evolving.
"Spritzee?"
She curiously sniffed the various scents the Sachet contained. She went closer and closer to the Sachet; her mind focused on nothing more than experiencing how wonderful the fragrances could become. Ginger closed her eyes and made physical contact with the Sachet, taking as deep of a breath she could muster, before she was enveloped in a blindingly bright white light. The small Spritzee she was became a thing of the past, as when the light had cleared, Ginger had evolved into an Aromatisse. The kitchen was suddenly filled with an exceptionally robust odor when her evolution was complete. The odor smelt heavily like someone just finished taking a shower, as well as a blend of various wealthy women colognes nearly overshadowed with the scent of ginger.
"Aromatisse!" Ginger whistled upon evolving from the Sachet. Nolan was pleased beyond imagination.
"Hmm hmm," he admired while holding back the urge to cough from the fragrance present, "You're looking amazing. And smelling amazing, as well."
Ginger turned around to pick up and carry the Sachet out of affection for its fragrances as Nolan and Juliet got a good view of Ginger's entire body. Juliet noticed something off about Ginger compared to the other few Aromatisse she's seen.
"Hmmm, she doesn't have a bow?" Juliet asked to her grandson, who was confused on the matter.
"What bow?"
"Usually, Aromatisse have a small black bow around their lower back. Yours doesn't. Yours also seems to be noticeably bigger than the rest I've seen by about half a foot. I've never seen one like that, but even Pokémon of the same species can vary greatly. I shouldn't be surprised by that, and neither should you."
Nolan's newly evolved Aromatisse went to his side, carrying the Sachet in affection with a cheery grin. Ginger did turn out somewhat bigger than what Nolan was expecting when she evolved, coming just short to his waist by mere centimeters. Still, his grandmother had a point about even two of the same Pokémon varying wildly. If anything, it seemed to make Ginger more of an eye catcher to other people if her exposed legs failed to do so. Nolan was completely fine with Ginger standing out among other Aromatisse.
"Aromatisse tisse!" Ginger announced her happiness upon evolving to her trainer. The various concoctions of scents grew from strong to overpowering as she nearly brushed up against his leg. Nolan coughed from his nose being exposed to such a strong but pleasant array of scents. He did the best he could to contain his coughing as he went out to the door to suggest some training for her, while Juliet started to open up all the windows in the kitchen to air out the unbearably strong scents from her home.
Noland and Ginger knew each other for a month now. Nolan quickly got used to the myriad of pleasant but staggering fragrances emitted by his Aromatisse, seemingly chosen at random. The scents weren't bad at all to him; he enjoyed having a personal perfume Pokémon go with him to freshen up the atmosphere. Most of Ginger's fragrances always seemed to contain noticeable hints of ginger, even when she hadn't consumed any of it in several days. Several other citizens of Cyllage City would often turn their heads to get an eyeful of Nolan's Pokémon, and then would quickly turn their nose most of the time, due to the overwhelming strength of Ginger's scents. She also proved to be quite the fighter in battles, rarely taking a fall from her deceptive durability, though Nolan's Solrock would quickly avenge her should she faint. The two of them were very merry together.
One day, Nolan went to Cyllage City's Pokémon Center to get Ginger and the rest of his Pokémon patched up after Ginger beat up enough of the neighboring wild Pokémon to learn Moonblast. When the Pokémon Center was just around the corner, he heard and saw a group of gathered people just outside the Pokémon Center. He and Ginger took a stand on the right end of the group, trying not to disturb anybody with Ginger's fragrances. The crowd was standing in front of a simple yet professionally set up stand lined with a dozen vials of a light-brown liquid. To the right of the stand was a lanky man with a top hat while sporting a monocle and a shortly trimmed mustache. The man's main clothing was a blue and gray argyle-styled vest with cinnabar colored pants with shiny black shoes. He was the textbook definition of a wealthy salesman.
"Friends! Hard working souls of Cyllage City!" the man advertised to all the people present, "What if I told you that you no longer needed to waste time going to a Pokémon Center to cure your Pokémon of whatever ailment that they are currently stricken with? I, Max Jackson, have traveled far from Sinnoh to bring you a miracle of a medicine! My very own Max Jackson Wonder Elixir was discovered, perfected, and patented all by myself to share upon the world as my lifetime's good deed!"
Many people in the crowd looked skeptical, including Nolan, upon hearing Max Jackson advertise his "Wonder Elixir" that he claimed to remove Pokémon Centers from a trainer's life.
"Now, you may be wondering, "what's amazing about this elixir?" Well, I'll tell you right now that across all who have ingested it; my elixir has been proven to cure cuts and bruises, burns, stiffened joints, and swollen throats! But that's not all! It has also proven to cure toothaches and backaches, inflammatory pain and paralysis, depression and anxiety, and even blindness and deafness!"
Most of the crowd looked at each other with grins upon hearing the ailments "proven" to have been curbed from Max Jackson's Wonder Elixir.
"And so much more! My elixir has also shown to prevent said ailments from ever happening again, on both human and Pokémon! Plus, even if you are not feeling down in the dumps, my elixir is capable of enhancing and maintaining strength, intelligence, eyesight, reaction time, endurance, taste, and even smell!"
Almost everybody in the crowd had their lips stretched to the corners of their mouth in anxiousness upon hearing more benefits it provided. Nolan removed unmoved, thinking the whole thing was a sham.
"All of these wonderful perks can be granted from a single bottle of Max Jackson's Wonder Elixir! And all at the low, low price of thirty-thousand Pokédollars!"
Looks of despair and panic painted the faces of the crowd upon hearing the price for the elixir. It was certainly a lot of money, but it would be a bargain if the elixir held up to the praise Max Jackson gave it. One woman had as much doubt as Nolan and challenged Max Jackson's claims on his wonder Elixir,
"Can you prove it to us?'
Max Jackson cockily laughed at the woman's words.
"Can I? I was just about to demonstrate its effects! See for yourself with my sick Electivire I took under my wing after it was abandoned!"
Max Jackson sent out his Electivire before the crowd. It coughed pitifully and had a noticeable string of mucus trickling from its nostrils. It definitely looked sick.
"Now, see my poor Electivire's condition be reversed upon ingesting some of my elixir!"
Max Jackson grabbed the third bottle from his right and handed it to the Electivire. It weakly uncorked the bottle and pulled its head back to chug down almost all of the liquid contents of the bottle. Max Jackson put the nearly empty bottle back on the stand as the Electivire shook his head and slapped himself upon being perked up from the elixir. It had the fire of optimal health burn brightly in its eyes as it suddenly didn't look sick at all. The crowd, for the most part, was intrigued.
"See how quickly my elixir reacts to the sick Electivire! And he's already looking phenomenal!"
Happy grunts came from the Electivire's throat upon its health being reversed. That's when one of the members in the crowd stepped forward with a disgusted look on his face.
"I want to see if it really works before I open my wallet!"
The man dug a Pokéball out of his pocket and sent out a Throh, who immediately wanted a crack at Max Jackson's Electivire.
"Throw that Pokémon!"
The Throh squinted his eyes to challenge the Electivire to a contest of pure physical strength. The crowd backed up several paces to make room for the two brawling Pokémon to have a go at each other. The Electivire raised its arm in preparation and in respect for the Throw as the two Pokémon circled each other. The Throh charged forward and locked palms with the Electivire. Both pushed against each other to the best of their ability but were locked in a stalemate. It was suddenly broken when the Electivire pushed forward and nearly shoved the Throh to the ground. Now with dominance established, the Electivire quickly lifted up the Throh and spun it around violently. The Electivire relinquished its grip and sent the Throh high into the air with its limbs flailing wildly in panic. It hit the ground with a rough "thump" noise and was promptly defeated.
"Was that not the best use of Strength you have ever seen? The muscles of a titan!" Max Jackson gloated as the trainer withdrew the downed Throh to its Pokéball. Nolan noticed that it from his position, it didn't really look hurt from the fall. Come to think of it, were there some bruises on it before it came here?
"That's nothing," another member of the crowd called out, "If your Electivire got so strong after gulping that tonic…"
The woman sent out what appeared to be a Sceptile that just got done fighting off an entire pack of Zangoose and didn't rest at all. Nolan was surprised at the Pokémon's condition. Some sort of scheme was underway, without a doubt.
"…Then let it take out my Sceptile with a single Thunderbolt!"
Max Jackson giggled at the challenge.
"You heard it here first, ladies and gentlemen. My product is capable of making an Electric Pokémon strong enough to down a fearsome Grass type in a single, shocking attack! Go on, zap that Sceptile!"
The Sceptile puffed out its chest and looked on with determination as the Electivire laughed. He tightened up his arms to build up enough electrical energy to channel into a single attack. With enough energy pent up, he unleashed it in a vicious Thunderbolt to the Sceptile. When the attack concluded, the Sceptile had a goofy look on its face and was as stiff as a board. It fell backwards and couldn't move a muscle, barring slight toe twitches.
"As you can see, the elixir improves not only the physical aspects, but also the special aspects as well! And it can be yours for simply thirty-thousand Pokédollars! If I were you, I would buy some now before it's all gone."
Max Jackson had the crowd riled up. All of the people present were in a state of hysteria upon seeing such a potent product work its magic. Nolan didn't buy any of the demonstrations; knowing deep down it was all a sham. He figured he had to do something now before dozens of innocent customers get swindled.