"On the Isle Of Armor"
Nate, Cinderace, Monferno, and Gwen walk to the bridge to the dojo
Gwen: The weather is so nice here! I love it!
Nate: It feels the same as Alola.
Gwen: I think I'm going to like it here.
Nate: You only came with me so I don't either make you look bad if I lose, or the team.
Gwen: Mostly to make sure you don't make me look bad. I'm surprised you fit in your Dad's old clothes.
Nate: I hate them. They're so old.
Gwen: Don't be such a baby.
They get close to the bridge and many Slowpoke stand on it, preventing them from walking any further
Nate: Slowpoke?
Gwen aims her pokedex at one of the Slowpoke
Pokedéx: Slowpoke, The Dopey Pokémon, Galarian form, a psychic type. Although this pokémon is normally zoned out, its expression abruptly sharpens on occasion. The cause for this seems to lie in Slowpoke's diet.Nate: So Galar has it's own Slowpoke.
Gwen: Dibs.
???: Sorry, I can't let you catch these.
All the Slowpoke scatter away in the blink of an eye
Nate: I guess the "slow" in their name is ironic.
Gwen: Ha.
Nate: Dang right "ha". Who are you?
A girl with different parts of her hair dyed walks up to them with a small pokémon by her side
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A Tale of What The Future Holds
FanfictionSo this is 15 years later in my book "Ash and Serenas Children" Luka and Grace get married at the age of 20 now 5 years later their daughter,named Lisa who is 7, wants a little brother so Luka and Grace go to an Orphanage and read the rest to find...