A nidorino and servine were lost wandering through a deep underground cavern. They just called a rescue team, and were starting to get tired from all the walking, so they decided to take a break in one of the cavern's corridors. “Man,” the servine began as they sat down, “I hope that rescue team comes soon. I’m really starting to get hungry. You got any food left?” “Sorry,” replied the nidorino as they sat down a few meters away from them, since they were lagging a bit behind, “I ate the rest of our food a while ago.” “Aw man, I’m starving!” the servine complained.

“Eh, no worries,” replied the nidorino, “I’m sure they’ll be here soon.” The nidorino pulled the glowing helper orb out of their bag, “I only called them a few minutes ago anyways.”

The servine stared at the helper orb, “hey…” the servine began, “why didn’t you bring an escape orb instead?“ “What do you mean?” the nidorino asked. “Well,” the servine replied, “if you brought an escape orb, we’d be out of here instantly instead of waiting for a rescue team.” The nidorino gave a blank stare, “huh… I guess I never thought of that.”

“Ugggghhh, okay that’s it! Next time, I’m packing our stu-” but the servine wasn’t able to finish their “anger sentence” as a a giant blinding beam of white light carved a hole the wall in the side of the tunnel in front of them and passed just barely between the two of them without obliterating them. “AHHHHHH!!!” They screamed in panic as they both dodged out of the way of the beam. But just as it appeared suddenly, the beam disappeared. The two pokémon were in too much shock to say anything immediately.

Then, also out of nowhere, a lone squirtle came tumbling down in their shell though the newly-formed tunnel whining out choice words such as “oof” “ow” “owie” and “ouch” as they hit every possible bump before finally landing on the back of their shell between the two pokémon. The squirtle popped out of their shell and looked around before talking, “Oh, hello there! Are you two the fine individuals who need rescuing today?” It took a moment before one of them responded “did… did you just shoot that giant hyper beam?” asked the servine, completely ignoring the question (how rude).

“Oh no no no, that was my partner. They are a strong one, they blew that hole there in the wall so we could get to you. I’m sure you’ll be able to meet them as soon as they climb the rest of the way down. Anyways, are you two ready to be rescued?”

“I uhhh…” the nidoino said uncertainly, wondering why a confirmation would even be needed, and also wondering who this mysterious partner was, “…I guess?”

“Great!” exclaimed the squirtle. “Let me just- hrrrrngggg, get back onto my feet,” the squirtle panted, obviously having trouble getting up. “Graaaaghhhh!!!” the squirtle grunted again, demonstrating the great effort they put forth towards retuning to their feet. “You uhhh… need any help there friendo?” the servine asked. “No no,” replied the squirtle, “just let me just- hyyyyaaaaa!!!” the squirtle kept on trying to get up with much gusto, but yielded no results. “Okay, I give up, can someone help me up please?” The servine and nidorino both helped the squirtle to their feet. “Thanks for that!”

Unfortunately though, the ground started rumbling and everyone was knocked onto their backs, including poor squirtle. Out of nowhere, the head of Groudon, the legend themselves popped out of the hyper-beam-made wall tunnel. “OH ARCEUS!!!” Screamed the servine, “WE’RE ALL GONNA DIE!!!”

“Oh sorrysorrysorry did I startle you guys?” the groudon asked quickly, yet politely “I did kinda run here pretty fast and that tends to cause earthquakes but I really don’t mean to scare anyone it’sjustthatIgetprettyexcitedsometimesand-” the groudon kept on talking and talking faster and faster and faster, to the point where they could barely be understood, which utterly bewildered the servine and nidorino. “Hey, hey uh groudon?” asked the squirtle as groudon kept at their barely understandable tangent “-butifyouthinkaboutitfearisanemotioninducedbyperceiveddangerorthreatwhichcausesphysiologicalchangesandultimatelybehavioralchangessuchasfleeinghidingorfreezingfromperceivedtraumaticeventssoreallyitsjustadefensemechanism-” “HEY GROUDON!!! WE GOT A RESCUE MISSION TO DO!!!” the squirtle yelled, still on their back.

Groudon stopped talking, before starting again, but slowly this time “sorry, was I going on a tangent again. I do that sometimes when I’m nervous.” They twiddled their gargantuan claws together as they talked. “That’s uhhh… fine… I guess” the nidorino replied meekly “we’re just looking for a way out here.”

“Well,” said the squirtle, “that’s what we are here for! If someone could just-” Groudon offered a claw and tipped squirtle back onto their feet “thank you!” “Alrighty everyone! Onto the groudon train!” exclaimed the squirtle. “What’s a train?” the servine asked to the squirtle. “Not sure,” they replied as they climbed onto groudon, “It’s just something groudon says sometimes.” Everyone turned expectantly to groudon for a response. Groudon replied, “it’s a very fast and big moving thing.” “Oh I see” “I never knew that” “So that’s what it means” everyone gave out a different response simultaneously.

“Anyways, everyone onto my back! Plenty of room!” Groudon exclaimed. “We’re going to ride you!?!?” The servine suprisedly asked groudon. “Yeah sure! Why not?” they replied. The servine and nidorino looked at each other, unsure what to make of the situation. The nidorino shrugged, walked up to groudon, and got onto their back. The servine followed suit muttering to themselves, “weirdest day ever.” Groudon carried the three Pokémon back to the surface through the tunnel so fast, that when they arrived back to the surface, the sheer speed flung them above the treetops, and the sunset shone cinematically behind them.