A really weird Pokemon Fanfiction that I came up with. All I did was rip off some dialogue.

[ShadeStrider 392]

Greninja: "So what if it looks hopeless? If it were me, I still wouldn't give up."

Embrace your dreams, and whatever happens, protect your honor as a Smasher. 

Well... You never became a Smasher. But it's whats in here that counts."

 

Decidueye: "Greninja...."

 

Greninja: "Well, you need a hand with him?"

 

(Decidueye shakes his head in a "No")

 

Greninja: "You already beat him to Pokken, didn't you? This should be a Cinch."

 

Decidueye: "Yeah..."

 

Greninja: "Decidueye, you know what I told you..."

 

Decidueye: "That's right. I am your living legacy."

 

(Decidueye proceeds to stand up and beat the crap out of Incineroar.)

 

[Siragon 44]

Meanwhile, Primarina is sobbing in a corner, knowing she'll never get the recognition she deserves.

 

But she does know that, somewhere, the Popplio Defense Squad is still in the frontline, fighting for justice.

 

And that thought gives her hope.

 

Hope of a future where no starter shall be made fun of or forgotten.

 

Hope of a better time.

 

So, for now, she sweeps away her tears.

 

And starts to sing.