Andreas grunted as he wandered through the forest on Poni island of alola. His master had brought him and many other pokemon on vacation in Alola for a well-earned rest. He had decided to take a stroll, rather than staying at the beach with the others. After all, what on the island would threaten a fully grown torterra?
A small swarm of cutieflies flitted by over his head. They sniffed his shell and tree, but continued on when they realized he didn’t have any flowers.
Andreas chuckled. “Man, this island has some bizarre pokemon.” he said to himself.
He eventually reached a creek that ran through the trees and out to the beach in the distance. Deciding to cool off, he stepped out into the water, letting it cool his legs and the underside of his shell. Everything felt right in the world.
“What do you think you’re doing?!?!” a voice rang out from somewhere nearby.
Andreas raised his head from the water, letting it drip off
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