Ah, what a splendid break from the hustle and bustle of my Lab in Pallet Town! Here I am, savoring the delightful sun on my skin, the gentle breeze tousling my hair, and a delicious cocktail in hand, courtesy of the Kojiro Hotel Resort on the picturesque Pummelo Island. The tranquility of this place is a welcome respite, and I'm not the only one enjoying it.
My Pokémon companions—Arcanine, Tauros, Alakazam, Charizard, Dragonite, and Gyarados—were basking in the luxuries of this fantastic resort. It's truly a haven for both humans and Pokémon alike. The architecture is a marvel, seamlessly blending with the lush surroundings. The poolside, where I'm currently seated, overlooks the pristine waters of the Orange Archipelago. The entire resort is a harmonious blend of nature and comfort, designed to provide an unforgettable experience.
Activities abound for trainers and Pokémon to indulge in. There's a Pokémon Center spa, offering soothing treatments for Pokémon to rejuvenate after battles. The training grounds are equipped with state-of-the-art facilities for both physical and mental exercise. The restaurants cater to the diverse tastes of Pokémon and trainers, offering a delightful culinary experience.
As I sip my cocktail, I can't help but marvel at the fact that my dear Ash, the battle junkie I have known since birth, owns a significant 30% of the shares in this very resort. His hard work and achievements have played a vital role in making this dream destination a reality. I never imagined my Ashy would become a part-owner of such a beautiful place. What's even more exciting is that this splendid hotel will host all the trainers participating in the upcoming Pummelo Conference and the coordinators gracing the Grand Festival. It's a perfect arrangement!
As I soak in the tranquil atmosphere and admire the fruits of my Ash's labor, I can't help but feel a swell of pride. The Kojiro Hotel Resort deserved a Pokémon Poem!
"In Pummelo's embrace, a haven so grand,
Where trainers and Pokémon dance on the sand.
The Kojiro Resort, a dream Ash helped weave,
A paradise by the sea, where joy and dreams interleave.
Under the sun's warm kiss, I sit at the poolside,
Sipping my cocktail, in this tranquil tide.
My Pokémon companions, a splendid array,
Revel in luxury, in this resort, they play.
Arcanine's mane catches the golden sun's gleam,
Tauros grazes content, by the water's soft seam.
Alakazam contemplates with intellect bright,
As Charizard soars, a magnificent sight.
Dragonite floats, wings embracing the sky,
Gyarados rests, her serpentine form nigh.
The architecture, a masterpiece, nature's embrace,
Pummelo Island's beauty, in every trace.
The spa, a sanctuary, for Pokémon care,
A haven of healing, in this seaside lair.
Training grounds echo with battles of might,
A symphony of power, in the sun's warm light.
Restaurants abound, a feast for all taste,
Pokémon and trainers, a banquet embraced.
Ash's dream, a share of this island delight,
In the heart of Pummelo, a beacon so bright.
As Pummelo preens for the Conference grand,
And the Grand Festival dancers on the sand,
In this haven of dreams, by the ocean's kiss,
Pummelo's beauty, a tale of joy and bliss.
So here, beneath the azure sky so wide,
In Pummelo Island's warmth, my heart resides.
A testament to journeys, to dreams unfurled,
In the dance of Pokémon, in this enchanting world."
I turned to Alakazam, who was sunbathing next to me, and chuckled at his disgruntled expression. "What? You do not like it?" I laughed loudly when he shook his head. Oh, I knew how much people hated my poems, but an old man like me had to find their fun somewhere. I am, what the young trainers would call, a troll.
Once the sun started to descend, I packed up and returned to my suite. After a rejuvenating shower, I strolled through the resort's breezy corridors, the scent of saltwater lingering in the air. The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting hues of orange and pink across the Pummelo sky. I made my way to the beachside restaurant, a bustling haven of culinary delights, courtesy of none other than Delia Ketchum. The restaurant, now part of a thriving chain, boasted a vibrancy fueled its delectable cuisine. It also helped that everyone wanted to eat in the restaurant owned by the legendary Ash Ketchum's mother.
My reserved table stood proud at the edge of the shore, where the gentle lull of waves provided the perfect backdrop for our evening. Arcanine, Tauros, Alakazam, Charizard, Dragonite, and Gyarados eagerly emerged from their Poke Balls, ready to enjoy a seaside feast. As we perused the menu, my Pokémon exchanged gleeful looks, sensing the treat that awaited them. Gyarados, with a majestic flip, made her way to the water's edge, reveling in the proximity to her aquatic domain.
Our orders arrived, a delightful array of flavors that could only be crafted by Chef Delia's skilled recipes. Arcanine delighted in the sizzling aroma of grilled delicacies, while Tauros indulged in a hearty spread of fresh greens. Alakazam, with spoon in hand, gracefully savored each spoonful of a sweet-infused concoction. Charizard, with a burst of flames, seared the edges of his chosen dish to perfection. Dragonite, ever the enthusiast, relished the variety before him, from succulent seafood to crisp vegetables. And Gyarados, with a contented splash, embraced the taste of the ocean in every bite. As for me, the flavors were a revelation – a fusion of sea-salt-kissed freshness and rich, savory goodness. Delia's restaurant had indeed become a culinary haven, elevating the dining experience to an art form.
The moon ascended, casting a gentle glow over our table by the shore. Laughter and chatter surrounded us, the ambiance heightened by the rhythmic lull of waves. It was a moment of serenity, shared with Pokémon companions and framed by the enchanting spirit of Pummelo Island. The gentle caress of the evening breeze beckoned us for a leisurely stroll along the shoreline after we finished and paid for our dinner. The soft crunch of sand beneath our feet was soothing. The horizon painted a tapestry of twilight hues, a serene backdrop to my musings.
As I walked, my mind wandered to the remarkable achievements of Ash, my grandson in every sense but blood. The Pokémon League he had fostered was a testament to his dedication and spirit. Each Gym Leader, with their unique badges, represented the vibrant diversity and challenges of the Orange Islands.
Cissy, with her Coral-Eye Badge, symbolized the beauty of Mikan Island. Danny, the guardian of Navel Island, brandished his Sea Ruby Badge with pride. Rudy, from Trovita Island, stood tall with the Spike Shell Badge. Luana of Kumquat Island, a Gym Leader who embraced the unique challenge of double-team battles, rewarded victors with the coveted Jade Star Badge. The league's expansiveness continued with Morrison on Sunburst Island, his Crystal Pearl Badge glistening in accomplishment. Ritchie, taking roots on Mandarin Island South, offered the Topaz Conch Badge as a token of victory. Tyson, the formidable Gym Leader of Golden Island, awaited challengers for the prestigious Golden Koban Badge. And Harrison, on Mandarin Island North, defended his Jasper Carapace Badge with fierce determination.
My heart swelled with pride, not just for Ash, but also for Gary, who, at a mere 17, had established a research lab that promised groundbreaking discoveries. The news of Gary's summons had filled me with anticipation and excitement. The prospect of collaborating with him, especially after his intriguing revelation, was an opportunity I couldn't resist.
I cherished the bond I shared with both Ash and Gary, each unique yet equally special. Their journeys, though distinct, were intertwined with my own. As the moon cast its silvery glow upon the sands, I felt a profound sense of gratitude. Gratitude for the past adventures, the memories created, and the promising horizons that awaited. With Ash's Pokémon League flourishing and Gary's research beckoning, the future brimmed with possibilities.