>>11878724"AGGGGRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNN!" Hilda jumps, startled by the Skitty-Aggron's new appearance, out of "self-defense", she kicks the mutated thing into a tree.
"Hilda! What did you do!?"
"IT TRIED TO BITE ME!" she retorts with irritation.
"It's just a cat!"
"YOUR MOM'S A CAT THAT THING HAS THE HEAD OF AN AGGRON! KILL IT NOW!"
The Skitty-Aggron hisses with the tongue of an Ekans, retreating into the bushes with its glitchy tail.
"Great job princess, you made it run away. Though I do agree, something's clearly not right here. I say we go see someone wise about it. Cats should not have Aggrons for heads!" you say with a declarative point at the sky.
Hilda merely groans.
A) Head to the docks.
B) A Chatot is whistling on that park bench, let's go talk!
C) Go see Castelia City's Chief Mystic.
