A Day with Grimsley

While Scottie was out on a hike in the mountains, [EN:Gen Ref="255" M="he" F="she" ] spotted Steven and Grimsley having a conversation.

That was an interesting contest. As promised, the stone is yours.

I'm looking forward to the day we match wits again.

Well, well. If it isn't Scottie.

I most certainly did. It wasn't a Pokémon battle, though.

That's because she hit the jackpot.

Here's what happened. While we were walking, Bisharp came across a stone that's perfect for sharpening her blades...

but at the same time, Steven spotted the stone and decided that he wanted it as well.

I guess to him, it was some sort of rare stone.

So I proposed settling the matter like gentlemen... With a bet.

It was a very simple bet.

Who would be the next to walk by us on the road, a boy or a girl?

Steven said that it would be a boy, and Bisharp thought it would be a girl. And just like that, we had a bet.

Mere moments later, a male Trainer walked by.

No. You see, there was one small problem.

That's right. It was a male Trainer.

I was just about to shake Steven's hand and congratulate him on winning the bet when Bisharp stopped me.

That took me by surprise, because Bisharp isn't the type of Pokémon to break her promises.

I knew there had to be some reason why she stopped me.

Just then, I noticed something. The Trainer had a partner Pokémon, a Pawniard. And not only that...

but the Pawniard was actually walking in front of the Trainer.

Sure enough, I asked the Trainer whether his Pawniard was male or female, and it turned out she was a girl!

Yeah. I have to admit, I was amused as well.

It appears that way!

You really can't tell just from a Pawniard's appearance alone, but Bisharp noticed right away.

I know my Bisharp very well, but every now and then, she surprises me.

That's why I adore her so much.

Bisharp and I go way back.

That's why I almost always know what she's thinking.

That's right. We've been partners for ages.

When we battle, Bisharp often goes into motion before I've even given her a command, because she knows what I'm going to say.

I guess after spending so much time around a risk taker like me, she's gotten pretty good at reading people.

I can't say for sure if she really understands my every thought.

But I know I've always got her back, and she's always got mine.

Well, would you look at that? She's itching to put her freshly sharpened blades to the test.

What do you say, Scottie? Care for a battle?

When it comes to surprises, you definitely are full of them.

A battle between wild cards like you and me is certain to be a thrill.