Groudon made his way out of his lava bath and looked over the edge where he heard the sound. Looking over he saw what seemed like a convoy of food trucks. Not too odd around here, but odd how they were so close to the volcano. He slides down the side of the volcano and lands near the trucks. Even for his size, the trucks were rather large compared to him, and looking inside the back of the first truck there was piles of food. His mouth watered at the sight of the feast, but he couldn’t eat it. The humans use this stuff, but no humans were in sight. Maybe just one nibble wouldn’t hurt.
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