Jynx gracefully took Punpun’s hand and the two started dancing. I could imagine the music playing to the steps that the two were dancing: a step in sync here, a twirl there, a half moon here… The two were tearing up the imaginary dance floor with a mix of cha-cha and salsa moves.
Dee and I watch for a few moments, and Crobat started humming along to music, though I think they were trying to harmonize.
“Well,” Dee said a few minutes later. “We should get going. We don’t want to be here when it gets dark.”
Shoot. I didn’t know it was getting that late. I wonder what we’re going to do about shelter on this icy mountain, or if we could go on at night. Punpun bowed to his dance partner, who blushed as she left, leading her posse of bats with her. I patted Punpun on the head, and we started walking through the tunnels once more.
I had hoped we’d be out of the tunnel by now. And by gosh, once I thought it, look! I could see some light coming in from what I hoped to be the end of the tunnel. Suddenly, a silloutte appeared, and we stopped. It appeared to be another humanoid figure, but not like Jynx. It was shorter and was not wearing a dress. The figure walked closer, out of the exit of the tunnels to where we could clearly see him. Oh, it was a Tyrogue. Sensei Kevin trained many Tyrogue back in the Saffron Dojo. He looked like he wanted to battle.
“There’s a Tyrogue,” Dee pointed out. “Are you interested in battling him?”
“Yes, and I know the perfect combatant for this. Let’s go Hercule!” I tossed out his Pokeball, and in a flash of brilliant red light, my Exeggutor appeared. While it hadn’t been the next battle, I’d hope he’d appreciate this one.
”Hey! You said you’d let me have the next one, and it was a friggin Bagon. I mean come on. It wasn’t even an ice type.” Hercule’s three heads yelled at me in unison. He was stomping his feet, pretty much being a baby about the whole thing.
“Stop whining. Punpun was already out, and I thought he could use the exercise.” I tried to justify.
“Wait a minute!” Punpun chimed in. He stared sadly at me, opened his eyes wide, and said, “You think I’m out of shape.” His quivering lip made me sad. It got me every time.
“No, no! It’s not like that. I mean, I wanted you to have a little warm up just in case.” I quickly thought up. “Hey, look! There’s a Tyrogue. Hercule, you remember fighting a bunch of them back in the day? This is a perfect battle for you.”
Hercule turned and saw Tyrogue, and I immediately knew what he was thinking by the grin in his mouths. He remembered when he was an Exeggcute and challenged the Saffron Dojo in the guise of a Breloom.
“Alright, Jesse. Let’s do this,” he said forgetting all about what I had said before. Punpun wouldn’t be so naïve, but I’ll deal with that later.
Tyrogue was already in a fighting stance, so it was time for battle.
“Alright, use a Confusion. Toss him, and then maintain it to disguise your location,” I commanded. Tricks were Hercule’s specialty.
Hercule smiled as he started to glow a light purple hue. The light started to surround Tyrogue. If the attack hit, he’d be tossed back, and Hercule would try to confuse him by making it seem like there was more than one Hercule surrounding him. Hopefully, Tyrogue wouldn’t figure out which Hercule was real before Hercule could make another attack.