"Delii~?" (Are you kidding ?)
Delibird couldn't believe it—this Pokémon claid the storm was artificially created by psychic powers?
Impossible!
Even Dragonite and Dragonair couldn't affect such a large area.
Seeing Delibird's disbelief, w got anxious and owed loudly, "w w w w~!" (w's not lying! If you don't believe , co with to et the Pokémon behind this power!)
"w w w~!" (Wanna bet, Delibird? If I'm right, you have to visit my ho!)
w?
So that was this Pokémon's na?
Delibird could sense w's competitive streak, but more importantly, it sensed w was very strong.
Lucas's notebook said to make more friends; maybe bringing w along would help it find the Dragonite leader faster.
With that in mind, Delibird nodded. "Delii~!" (Deal!)
"w w~!" (Deal!)
w grinned mischievously, excited to et the source of the familiar psychic power in the storm—and intrigued by Delibird's own mysterious aura. Since Delibird was also headed for the castle below, w had two interesting things to watch!
Delibird was a bit speechless, feeling like it had boarded a pirate ship by accident.
But w didn't give Delibird ti to regret. Without any need for contact, w's powerful psychic energy warped space, instantly teleporting both Pokémon to the magnificent castle on New Island.
Sitting atop a fast-spinning windmill, Delibird admitted it was bewildered—one blink, and it was suddenly here.
So this was psychic power...
"Pipipi~"
A voice ca from beside it. Delibird glanced over to see a beautiful Pidgey urging it on.
Delibird hesitated, "Delii~?" (Are you w?)
"Pipipi~" (Yes, it's w~)
To prove its identity, the Pidgey was enveloped in a gentle aura and transford back into w, then into Pidgey again.
Delibird's eyes widened in amazent. "Delii~..." (What an incredible power.)
Disguised as Pidgey, w flapped its wings and asked, "Pipipi~?" (So, what's next?)
w wanted to see what Delibird would do.
Delibird hesitated. Since there was no rain inside the island, it carefully took out a family photo from its tail—preserved as if freshly printed—and handed it to w.
"Delii~." (I'm looking for a Dragonite like this one in the castle, the one with a black satchel.)
"Pipipi~?" (Who's this human?)
w curiously pointed to Lucas, smiling in the center, holding Delibird.
Delibird answered without hesitation, "Delii~." (He's my Trainer, my savior, the most important human to .)
w didn't quite understand Delibird's intense feelings, just tilted its head silently.
Delibird knew finding the Dragonite leader in such a big castle wouldn't be easy.
Seeing w had nothing more to say, Delibird, feeling a bit hungry, pulled out a box of Pokéblocks from its tail, planning to eat one.
Now wasn't the ti to waste effort looking for food.
But as Delibird took out a fragrant Pokéblock and prepared to eat it, it felt w's gaze on it.
Delibird guarded its Pokéblock box and quickly shook its head. "Delii~!" (I only have a few, I can't share!)
Delibird admitted this was selfish; it could share other food, but not the ones Lucas had prepared.
w wiped away drool, still curious about the delicious-slling Pokéblock. After a mont's thought, w decided to play its trump card.
"Pipipi~!" (If Delibird gives w one, w will take Delibird straight to the orange Pokémon!)
"Delii~..." (Alright...)
Delibird couldn't resist—w had hit its weak spot. Rembering w's teleportation power, Delibird reluctantly handed over the Pokéblock.
w, back in its true form, gleefully accepted the treat and spun in the air, savoring it.
It wasn't that Pokéblocks tasted that amazing—w often snuck into human shops for food—but snatching one from Delibird was especially satisfying.
Happy, w got to work.
With its mysterious psychic power, w used Future Sight to pinpoint the Dragonite's location.
A flash of light, and before Delibird could swallow its Pokéblock, it found itself in a castle attic.
"Drago~?" (Why are you here? And who's that?)
Delibird looked over and saw the Dragonite leader, clutching its black satchel, hovering gently in the air, staring at Delibird and Pidgey (w) in confusion.
Delibird glanced around. The attic was dim, with only a small oil lamp lighting their spot—the rest was pitch black.
The heavy dust in the air made it clear: the Dragonite leader had been living here?
Did its Trainer really have it stay in a place like this?
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