After the concert experience with Florges, Bounsweet and the other grass and fairy Pokemon, Oshawott was now back on the road as he headed for Asahi in Mie.

"Wow…this place is…a lot more humble than the other places I've been." Oshawott said looking at the small little town.

"Oh hey! Oshawott!" a voice called out as Oshawott turned to the nearby park to see a certain windveiled Pokemon.

"Whimsicott? What are you doing here?" Oshawott asked as he approached her. He noticed Whimsicott moving around some sticks. "Um…what are you doing?"

"Oh…just a little art project. Wanna help?" Whimsicott asked.

"Oh…uh…sure." Oshawott said.

Oshawott and Whimsicott both then started to arrange the sticks in, strangely, a specific pattern.

"I guess I'm not the only one exploring Mie?" Oshawott said.

"Nah. You're pretty much inspired others to do the same." Whimsicott said.

"Really? Wow. So…I wanted to ask…what convinced you to join Ginhana Sky way back?" Oshawott asked.

"Oh…well, one day, there was this sudden wind gust and I was kinda riding it along with some other Whimsicott. Then I ended up blowing right into their base of all places. They didn't even mind that I just showed up unannounced. In fact, I was actually the last one to join before your Paradise came along." Whimsicott explained. "Anyway, they were pretty impressed with some of my skills and a few of my little…fun past times. So they asked me to join and I said yes."

"Wow….just like that. So what are these fun past times?" Oshawott asked curiously.

"Oh…just a harmless prank here and there." Whimsicott said. "There…all the branches are in place." she said as the wind started to blow. "Oh…just in time too." she said jumping to catch the breeze.

"Thanks for letting me hang!" Oshawott said as he waved at her.

"Thank you for taking the fall!" Whimsicott called out as she blew far away.

"You're wel…wait, what'd she just…" Oshawott said before being tapped on the shoulder as he turned to see a Honchkrow and a flock of Murkrow looking menacingly at him.

"Kid…did you write this?" the Honchkrow asked as from above, the sticks spelled out "Honchkrow and Murkrow love eating mud.".

"Uh…" Oshawott said before he started running at the flock chased after him all the way out of Asahi. Another victim of the prank loving Whimsicott.