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“Alright, another Pokemon caught!” Go exclaimed, picking up the pokeball which now contained yet another of the many Pokemon he was eager to capture. He slid it into his backpack, which now contained about twenty individual pokemon, all possible from the long, hard day of exploring he accomplished.
Scorbunny wiped a bead of sweat from his head, exhausted from battling so many Pokemon. He hopped up onto Go’s shoulder, tapping him with his foot, eager to get back home. Go chuckled and patted Scorbunny. “Alright, alright. We’ve got a lot done today, I think it’s time for both of us to head home and treat ourselves!”
Scorbunny seemed satisfied with this response, and slid down to sit happily on his shoulder as they wandered back out of the forest. Yet before that, Go heard a rustling noise in the bushes, and the unmistakable aroma of something sweet and delicious… Could it be?
“No… It couldn’t be! I’ve been looking for one for so long!” Go exclaimed, rushing over towards the bush with excitement, accidentally dropping Scorbunny onto the ground.
Scorbunny sighed, rolling his eyes. Of course he wouldn’t be done that easily, there was always another Pokemon to catch, wasn’t there?
