Friend

Jirachi blinked. "Why does Jirachi feel like you don't understand, Okidogi?"

Cold sweat unknowingly trickled down Okidogi's forehead. "Oki..."

Okidogi tried to explain, but Jirachi interrupted the moment it opened its mouth. "Forget it. Just give Jirachi some mochi. Once Jirachi eats your mochi, Jirachi will have muscles!"

Okidogi looked like it was about to cry.

If it had a choice, it truly did not want Jirachi to become its friend. Unfortunately, it had no choice.

Okidogi quickly took out its Toxic Mochi and placed it before Jirachi. Jirachi pressed its hands together and used Small Wish to create cola and chocolate cake to share with Okidogi.

Before long, after eating dozens of pieces of Toxic Mochi, Jirachi regained its strength and transformed into Muscular Jirachi once more.

It was not just Jirachi. Jirachi also stuffed two pieces of Toxic Mochi into Shaymin, granting it Okidogi's power.

However, Shaymin did not turn into a hulking mass of muscle. After transforming, its fur merely turned black, while a ring of purple toxic mist swirled around its body.

Purple ropes appeared around both Pokemon.

These marked them as Okidogi's friends, but unlike Okidogi's usual friends, neither Jirachi nor Shaymin obeyed Okidogi.

Furthermore, Jirachi and Shaymin differed in some ways from Okidogi's previous friends.

Thinking of this, Okidogi moved before Jirachi again. "Oki, okidogi?"

"You're asking what Jirachi needs?" Jirachi tilted its head. "It would be nice if Jirachi had two more heads and four more arms. Fusion can make arms, but those arms aren't really Jirachi's own.

But didn't Jirachi just try that, and it didn't work?

Actually, Jirachi is already very grateful for these muscles you gave Jirachi!"

As Jirachi spoke, it patted Okidogi's shoulder and gave it a hug.

"Oh, right. Don't you really like chocolate cake? Why aren't you