“My son should be on route 3. Why don’t you go play or whatever?” He said, clearly showing a great amount of affection towards the two children.

“Oh, you mean Sunny?”

“Suniphan? Yeah. Now I have some random adult stuff to do, so, well… bye.”

Luna then proceeded to walk out of the lab.

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH LUUUUUUUNA!” Screeched a familiar voice. It was (Surprise Surprise) Luna’s unnamed mother! “Did professor Birch give you that Pokémon? It’s sooooooooooooo cuuuute!”

Luna just stared for .857383 seconds at her mother who then said “Well, if you ever need anything, I’ll be right here, doing absolutely nothing but standing in the kitchen! Byeeeee!”

“Okay, bye mom. See you eventually!” Luna was blinded by excitement.

Hey, did I ever tell you the story about how I became the author and narrator of this fine story? I know, I know, my writing is simply exceptional! Astounding! Exemplary! It’s sooooo fab! (Hey! What’s that tomato for?)

Anyways, I started writing when I was ONLY 3 DAYS OLD. The second I got home from the hospital, I picked up a pencil, and in the neatest cursive you can ever imagine, I wrote perfect sentences and amazing stories, which were and still are bestsellers at ALL your local bookstores. Yes, you are right. I am the AMAZING, STUPENDOUS, MARVELOUS, MIMI FISH!!!! (the real author apologizes for this inconvenience. They just needed a break. Now, back to the feature presentation)

Luna excitedly skipped towards route one, where, thankfully there was nobody to save, and skipped through the tall grass, not encountering a single Pokémon, because who wants me to narrate Pokémon battles that aren’t important to the plot? Nobody! So, finally, after a 10-minute time skip, Luna arrived in Oldale town, which had ONE MORE building than Littleroot. A WHOLE ONE MORE! So, then the legendary potion Pokemart clerk gave Luna 10 potions, which probably got him fired, because the Pokemart was almost out of stock one everything.

She then went in some random stranger’s houses, who gave her free stuff, like a focus sash, because who doesn’t like giving random strangers free stuff? I know I do!

Then, we can finally get to the shipping part, because we totally know they totally both like each other, and Luna totally doesn’t like girls, and Sunny-Boy totally doesn’t just want friends.

Luna silently crept up to Suniphan, who was muttering something about Pokémon to his child labor device (A Pokedex) and the Sunny-Boy turned around.

“Hey!” He shouted. “Let’s have a Pokémon battle!”