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A little while after the battle with Tyranitar, I sat leaning against one of the rigid cave walls atop the mountain.
Servine lay resting across my lap, while a gentle pink healing light suffused her body, being emitted from Blissey's hands…paws.
Bit by bit, the wounds across her body faded away, and before long, she was back to full health.
A little burning was no match for Blissey's power!
…Even if it was from a sun enhanced Tyranitar.
"Thanks girl, amazing work as always." I thanked the mvp of my squad, lifting her gleaming luxury ball up.
"Bliss." she chirped back happily as she was enveloped by red light and slurped up inside by the power of noodle light.
I could go some noodles right about now actually.
Hmm, curry for sure.
'After I'm done here.' I nodded to myself, as I reached for Servine and stroked her back, "Feeling better?" I asked the grass type serpent.
"Ser…." she huffed, rolling her eyes as if annoyed.
But didn't move from my lap, and in fact pushed herself into my stroking hand.
She was a bit tsundere this girl.
I smiled, "You did great," I praised her, "A little cocky there midway through and should have kept blasting Tyranitar while it was down, but you did good either way."
"Servine, ser." Servine smugly preened under my praise and stroking hand.
I laughed, "Besides, not that I can say anything about anyone being cocky."
She gave a little giggle, wide serpentine mouth spread in a big smile to match my own.
I stroked her gently for a few minutes, before giving her a sitrus berry as a reward for a good job and returning her to her pokeball.
I stood up, stretching out my arms, before holding my gauntlet clad fist up, "Alright Rotom, talk to me," I said, "What are we working with?"
"Citation needed." Rotom replied black.
I snorted, "Don't be a smartarse, you're not actually a robot," I said, rolling my eyes, "Tyranitar, give me an overview on its data."
Speaking of robots though. I wonder if I could enhance my Rotom Gauntlet even further if I caught a Porygon and made it go inside as well? Especially if I evolved it all the way up into a Porygon Z.
…And I kind of know where to get a Porygon actually.
Assuming they're not being sold at the Celadon Game Corner, like in the games.
"Hn. Very well," Rotom replied blandly, "Gender: Male. Ability: Sandstream. Height: 12.02. Weight: 1102 pounds. Attacks Known: Dark Pulse, Hyper Beam, Stone Edge, Iron Defense, Ice Punch, Dragon Dance, Fire Blast, Dragon Claw, Crunch, Earthquake, Giga Impact. Initial scan estimates in the range of twelve to fifteen years old. Data indicates Tyranitar has no preference for short or long range combat and is proficient in both practices."
Huh, that was more detailed than I was expecting. And it knew a crap ton of attacks, and a lot of powerful ones at that. In fact, not a single one of those attacks were low tier like Scratch or something.
…As expected of a pseudo legendary I guess?
And it sure was a big boy.
"How big is your average newly evolved Tyranitar?" I asked.
"The average Tyranitar stands in the range of 6.7 to seven feet tall. All data suggests that if this Tyranitar is trained like your other pokemon and undergoes similar growth, it will quickly grow to become double the size of average and beyond." Rotom replied.
Hmm, was that so?
Good to know this big boy, would become an even bigger boy, just like Charizard, Pidgeot and the others.
One day I want Pidgeot to be even bigger than those Pidgeot on that giant island in the Orange Islands.
That was a weird place actually now that I think about it. Only two species of pokemon lived on that island. Pidgeot and Rhydon, and they were all giant.
'Actually, it's weird just how many giant pokemon there are in the Orange Islands.' I hummed in thought. There was that island of giants I just thought of, that giant magikarp that simped for the tanned Nurse Joy, and the giant Bulbasaur stuck in that sewer because it was too big to leave, after being abandoned there by its trainer.
…Soon buddy, soon.
"Incoming call." Rotom's voice broke me from my thoughts.
"Hmm?" I looked at my gauntlet, "From who?"
"Hilda White." Rotom replied, succinctly.
I blinked.
Then smirked, "Took her long enough." I chuckled, I expected her to call like an hour after I battled Lance.
She hadn't until now.
I'd been expecting the earful she wanted to give me more talking all sappy about her on live television rapidly, not three days later.
For shame Hilda.
"Alright accept call." I ordered, twisting my hand around so the screen on the back of my fist was facing me.
"Acknowledged." Rotom said, before the screen blinked and changed.
The screen lit up to show what appeared to be a living room, with Hilda sitting down. I could only see her upper body, clad only in her white under top, no black vest in sight, nor her hat and her fluffy chocolate hair was loose and hanging, no ponytail holding it up.
"Hello, lover." I greeted her with a grin.
I was met with a deadpan look and a raised brow, "Are you sure that fits?" she snorted sarcastically, "I didn't put a ring on it after all, right?"
I resisted the urge to laugh.
"Well, I mean you didn't," I shrugged casually, "You kind of noped out to go back for your important family stuff before we could talk about whatever is between us. And you didn't exactly give me a time frame or want me to go with you."
Hilda winced, "Well when you say it like that , it sounds pretty bad."