"I brought you so desserts."
On the grassy field of Undella Town, a picnic blanket was spread out, and at Johan's signal, Gengar pulled out neatly packaged cakes and pastries.
These were all ticulously crafted by Indeedee and Alcremie.
Not far from the picnic setup, Flint lay sprawled on the grass in a completely ungraceful position.
"Mmm~"
Just the sight of these cakes, which looked incredibly appetizing, made Cynthia's eyes sparkle.
And it wasn't just her—her Pokémon were just as eager.
Of course, Johan's Pokémon had their own share as well.
Seeing this, the little ones couldn't wait to dig in, eagerly reaching out their paws.
"Wait a second," Johan said sternly.
"Garrr." Garchomp reluctantly retracted its claws.
But it quickly realized—wait a minute, why am I even listening to him?
"Ninetales." Johan gently stroked the white-furred little creature beside him.
"Oowoo~~"
With a soft breath of icy air, all the desserts and cream instantly beca more glistening, releasing a faint milky fragrance.
Indeedee and Alcremie had specifically advised that these desserts would taste even better with a slight chill.
"Alright, go ahead." Johan finally gave the go-ahead.
"We're digging in." Also eager, Cynthia held a spoon in both hands and smiled as she softly announced the start.
Before long...
All the little ones—including Cynthia—closed their eyes in bliss.
Clearly, they had all been utterly captivated by the desserts made by Indeedee and Alcremie.
A gentle evening breeze rustled through, bending the grass and carrying a soft fragrance.
Undella Town was truly an ideal place for retirent. A few Mareep, freely grazing nearby, slowly wandered closer after catching the scent of the desserts.
After finishing their treats, the Pokémon began playing on the grass.
"Ka-kaah~~"
Gengar patted Dragonite's belly and flashed a mischievous grin at Garchomp.
Co on, Dragonite, give us a little dance!
"Draaa? Σ(дlll)"
Dragonite glanced at Garchomp's fearso expression and nervously swallowed.
"Garrr!!"
No way! You think I don't know how to 'dance'?
With a roar, Garchomp's aura surged, a dark red energy swirling around it with a tallic hum.
Swords Dance!
No problem, Swords Dance is still a 'dance,' right?
Gengar grinned slyly. Suddenly, it extended a claw, and a shadow separated from its body before diving into Garchomp's own shadow.
Under Garchomp's bewildered gaze, the shadow re-erged, transforming into several small, bat-like creatures that landed in Gengar's hands.
"Ka-kaah~"
Power!
"Garrr?"
Garchomp looked even more confused.
What the heck just happened?
It was certain that it had just used Swords Dance to gain two levels of attack power boost, but as those tiny "bats" flew into Gengar's grasp, its attack boost dropped to just one level.
As if it had been stolen!
"Marsha?"
Hiding under the shade of a tree, licking the last bits of cream from its dessert box, Marshadow rubbed its eyes in disbelief.
No way—did it actually learn that?
Even though the execution was clumsy and different from its own technique, Gengar had really managed to replicate its signature move by blending a bunch of bizarre techniques together.
Marshadow thought, if Gengar kept at it for a while longer... maybe it really could master Shadow Sneak.
"Marsha?!(>_
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