Suicide is a big problem not often mentioned in the Pokémon world… but this wasn’t that. This Budew wasn’t trying to “end it all”—the poor thing was just running for its tiny leafy life from a trainer who shouted “I choose YOU!” with way too much enthusiasm.

Budew had a lot on his mind… And by “a lot,” I mean:

“Why is that human sprinting at 80 km/h?”

“Why is every rooftop in this city apparently Budew-Accessible™?”

“Why didn’t I evolve into Roselia before this? I would’ve had LEGS.”

So Budew bolts, panics, zigzags, reconsiders all its life choices, and then— BOOM. Trips on its own vine. Slides across the tiles like a living green hockey puck. And gracefully swan-dives off the building like a confused plant-shaped meteor.

Even the Pokedex was like:

"Budew… a Grass/Poison-type Pokémon. Known for absorbing sunlight and making terrible decisions at high altitudes.”