So… I have no intention of writing the full Kieran battle and I'm not including this as part of the two other Kieran fics that I wrote but hey, you should totally check those out. This is more of it's own side drabble. This is something that happened to me while facing the kid during that final battle and I've been thinking about it more and I've toyed around with the idea of writing it for months now and finally gave in. So I hope you enjoy.
Cheap Trick
"Aqua Step, let's go Give that Dragonite everything you've got!" Florian shouted. The Quaquaval gave a curt nod as it began to race towards the Dragonite.
"He can't keep dodging us forever, Dragonite! Come at him with thunder again!" Kieran roared as he pointed directly at the Dragonite. The Dragonite did the same, rushing out as well.
Florian simply shook his head. "Forget the Aqua Step for now and give 'em a little samba, Quaquaval."
"What? That's not a move?" Kieran questioned.
The Dragonite nodded and flew towards the Quaquaval, firing off blasts of electricity from its maw. But to the shock and awe of everyone watching and the frustration of Kieran and his Dragonite, the Quaquaval then began to do intricate dance moves to weave it's way around each and every one of the Dragonite's blasts.
Florian smiled, all that emotional spectrum practice had really paid off. Dendra would be proud.
Soon, the duck was up close and personal, easily dodging the blasts at point blank range and toying with its opponent. This was Florian's chance.
"Slide under and when its back is turned, make that Aqua Step a roundhouse!"
"What?!"
The Quaquaval grinned and immediately dropped to the floor and slid under the dragon. Before anyone knew what happened, the Quaquaval shot up to its feet and delivered an Aqua Step right into the back of the Dragonite.
It cried out and was sent down to the floor, swirls in its eyes signaling that it was no longer able to battle.
Kieran growled and returned the Dragonite to its Pokemon while the Quaquaval returned to its side of the battlefield and took a dramatic bow to the audience.
The Pawmot assisting on Florian's side just gave the Quaquaval a deadpan expression while the Grimsnarl on Kieran's side actually looked in shock.
Everyone in the crowd let out cheers at the display, while the Quaquaval basked in the applause.
Florian couldn't help but smile and shake his head a little at the Quaquaval's musings. Ever since it had evolved, it had turned into such a showboat.
Kieran growled in frustration at this, taking Florian's own chuckles as if he were mocking him and not respecting him as champion.
"I'll make you pay for that one!" Kieran insisted. "Go, Incineroar!"
The wrestling cat appeared out of his Pokeball, landing before them in a crouch before it too, rose to its feet with a sinister snaggle toothed grin.
But Florian actually laughed at this one, he couldn't help it. "Kid, you brought a fire type to a water fight? And here I thought you were supposed to be champion?"
Everyone couldn't help but laugh at the trash talk.
The Elite Four members however, all looked at one another knowing what was about to come.
But Kieran put his hands in his pockets and sighed. "I guess you got me with that burn."
"Don't worry, Kieran. A little water will get that right out. Quaquaval, Aqua Ste-"
And Kieran let out a wicked grin. "Grass Knot, Incineroar."
Florian's eyes widened in shock. "What?!"
Before either of them could react, the Incineroar let out a might roar as it plunged its claws into the ground in front of it. Grass vines whipped out from the floor and ensnared the dancing duck Pokemon. It cried out but it was already too late as they immediately tightened around it in a tight vice.
And then just as quickly as it started, it was over as the vines snaked back into the floor and the Quaquaval, that had been boasting just moments ago fell to the ground in a heap. The swirls in its eyes and its tongue sticking out lazily of its beak signifying its inability to continue.
The crowd roared at the display. Kieran, in one swift move had taken down the Quaquaval that had bested the Paldean Pokemon League like it was nothing. The feared fast footed dancing demon of Palea had been brought down.
The Incineroar rose to its feet and that snaggle toothed grin turned into a full on smirk as he pointed a single finger into the air and let out a mighty roar, the burning ring around its waist, blazing with flame as all eyes were on him and the cheers directed towards Kieran.
"Yoooooooooooooo!" One student shouted, holding his hands to the side of his head.
"Great Arceus!" Another gasped.
"That's why he's champion!" Another said, very matter of factly, pointing down at the arena with her arms crossed and a satisfied look on her face.
Kieran was now wearing a full on smirk to which Florian still looked stunned. "Guess I shouldn't have brought a fire type to a water gun fight, huh?"
"Alright. Well played, kid." Florian admitted, sheepishly rubbing the back of his head.
"But you left your Pawmot wide open, Grimsnarl!"
"Crap, Pawmot!"
And the battle continued.
Yeah, as a Quaquaval player, Kieran's Incineroar was an especially nasty surprise that I'll always remember lmfao. So I thought it'd be fun to write it. Decided to use Florian for this one for simplicity's sake since this one isn't meant to be that deep. This is my first time writing even a little bit of a Pokemon battle so I hope that it turned out well. But yeah, I hope you all enjoyed.