It was a sunny day of Pokemon. There is a final evolved form of dewott is a samurott, and the evolved form of buizel is a floatzel. The female floatzel have successfully give a birth to her baby buizel boy.
Samurott: Floatzel! Are you still okay?!
Floatzel: Samurott I'm fine. Have a look at our son. He's just like me but I'm was a little buizel. In 30 years ago buizel and his siblings are playing kickball outside until buizel's big brother dewott is accidentally tossed the ball at the end of the forest.
Oshawott:Oh man! Dewott!! Now look what you have done! You just throw our ball at the end of the forest.
Dewott:Oops. Sorry guys.
Buizel: I'll get it. Be right back. So buizel has running into the forest to find the ball. He spotted the tree with Oran berries and he found a ball at behind the tree.
Buizel:So that's where you went. Hey guys I found the ball. Here I come!!! Buizel has made it back to home and continue to play kickball. At 3 minutes later he has hearing someone crying. So he is running out to the forest and he spotted a growlithe barely holding on the edge of the mountain. The growlithe is very timid his tears is falling down to his eyes.
Buizel: Hold on! I'll save you!! Hold on! Hold on! Buizel grabs his paw trying to pull him up but the edge of the ground is crumbling and both of those Pokemon are falling down.
Both: Aaaahhh!!!!!! (Grunting and groaning)
Growlithe: Thank you for breaking my fall.
Buizel: Anytime so could you please get off of me?
Growlithe:Oh my goodness! I am so sorry! I didn't mean to squash you like this.
Buizel: Well you know, sometimes things just happen.
Growlithe: You seem to be friendly. I'm growlithe.
Buizel:Oh nice to meet you growlithe. My name is buizel. Do you want to be my best friend?
Growlithe:Wow. Okay. I never had friends.