It was useless—the current was too strong, and you got pulled underwater. You held your breath, and flailed and struggled to get to the surface, but you couldn’t make any progress. You were dragged along, and you felt your lungs start burning. You needed air, but you just couldn’t get out of the water.
You were going to drown!
You opened your eyes, squinting them against the river water, desperately looking for something that could save you. You could barely see your surroundings, but you happened to make out a very large orange shape rapidly moving towards you. Then you felt a tight pressure squeeze your body, and you blacked out.
...
Eventually, you woke up again—lying on dry land. You opened your eyes and started coughing up water, then took deep breaths of air. Somehow, you got out of the river, and you were safe once again.
You stayed there for a bit, wondering what just happened. You remembered the thing that approached you, and the pressure you felt. It felt just like when Weavile held you in her grip before. You realized you must have been caught and saved by a Pokemon—but what Pokemon was it? Something orange and aquatic, with hands or paws to grab you...
You heard a quiet growl, and looked around. You gasped as you finally noticed a wet-furred Buizel sitting nearby, watching you. It wasn’t as big as Weavile, but still giant for you. One look at it told you that it was the Pokemon that saved you from the river.
You stayed still as the wild Pokemon gazed at you, the tiny, naked, drenched human in front of it. It cocked its head to the side, obviously wondering why you were so small. You slowly sat up, but froze as the Buizel suddenly leaned forward, reaching out with its paw. You didn’t resist as it wrapped its wet furry fingers around you, squeezing you and pinning your arms as it picked you up off the ground. It held you tightly, but that was good, because otherwise you might have slipped out of its grip, since you and it were both soaked.
The Buizel sat upright and held you in front of its face, still curiously cocking its head to the side. And then it began to speak...
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