(Tail)winds of new beginnings [Route 29 journey]

[Tarlar]

Silver paused when Trixie commented about all being fair, "Do you really want to go there?" He asked her coldly, certain she hadn't thought of what the full consequences of that would be. She was right on the path to become a member of Team Rocket, and then he would take her down with the rest of the group.

"Oh, so now you are suddenly has the right to decide how others train their pokemon?" Silver snarled and glared at Robin, "you have nothing on me after that stunt of yours."
The chikorita backed away from Trixie fearfully when she kneeled down, she didn't like to battle and in her mind this was worse than all the other battles Silver had sent her into, this one she was losing! The biggest difference between this and the others were Trixie, and definitely Robin which Chikorita didn't like at all! Beside Trixie clearly was battling with her pokemon as well, so what difference would it make?
"Why do you think she's the one making the choice?" Silver asked coldly and Chirkorita glanced back at him, "and you sound like a baby blabbering about liking your pokemon, are you dressing them up too and playing with them?" Silver mocked.
"Chikorita is here to battle for me, and I will toughen her up one way or another," he scoffed and Chirkorita's leaf drooped, more battles.
"Tackle it!" He snapped and Chikorita instantly jumped forward, only to be met with the strong Air Cutter from Robin and she collapsed in the grass.
"What a pathetic weakling, you are a waste of my time!" Silver snapped angrily at his grass type, "you better step up your game or you'll regret it!" He threatened as he recalled her.
"As for you, you were lucky and you better pray you won't meet me again, or I will take you down for good!" Silver snarled at Trixie before he spun around and left the area without looking back. Where he had stood a little money lay for Trixie to pick up.

Robin wins easily and grows +3 levels to [lvl 15]!
He can learn Quick Attack if he forgets another move.


Oberon did his best and grows +1 level to [lvl 9]!
But what is this? Oberon is trying to evolve into a silcoon!

If you let him, he will learn Harden.

Silver begrudgingly leaves £300 for you for the win.

[Jenesis]

Trixie checked into the Cherrygrove Center Pokemon Center that afternoon. She booked Robin for an extended stay at the Center, citing the "terrible tragic" events that had occurred when he had a literal run-in with Silver (making sure to make herself look as good as possible in the process). Afterward, after playing a bunch of games at the local Game Corner, meeting a friend and gaining an odd Christmas-themed plushie at the crane machine (it's a long story, she would say to anyone who asked), she returned to the Center to pick up her remaining Pokemon.

The team settled down to a late lunch at the food court, with Trixie procuring the biggest of salads for Oberon. The worm Pokemon finished his meal and let out a little burp, then curled up into a ball. Trixie assumed it was merely a food coma until he started to glow. What was this? She pointed her Pokedex with a gasp of "What's happening?"

The light expanded, stretched pointed rays outward -- then stopped. And faded. "Silcoon. The Cocoon Pokemon," beeped out the electronic voice.

"Okay, Professor Elm is gonna love this."

[words=188] to Cacnea egg

Thread complete!
Robin replaces Tackle with Quick Attack.
Robin moves to the PC. Cotillion moves to the Party.
Oberon evolves into Silcoon and learns Harden.

Please change Cotillion's Nature to the following:
Calm. After being one of the plushies left behind on the shelf after the Christmas rush was over, Cotillion was resigned to her fate, sitting perpetually un-won in an arcade crane machine despite her best efforts. That is, until she saw another birb outside the window? She's become best friends with Kung Pao, and is a soothing influence on her during her more fiery periods.

Please add the following to Kung Pao's Nature:
...travel together. She's very protective of Cotillion, the best friend she made that day.

Done -Tarlar