Honest Mushroom nodded solemnly as these thoughts ran through its head.
Remembering its recent conversation with the Old Gym Leader and Uncle, all the way back in Jindu City, Honest Mushroom could not help feeling a swell of pride.
It had told its adventure stories to the Amoonguss and Oh-no Amoonguss crowded eagerly around the other end of the video call. Their eyes had filled with envy, and cries of "Ya-ya!" and "Loo-loo!" had rung out nonstop. Yet this had not made it smug. Instead, it had made it all the more vigilant.
In a place this good, I have to train hard.
It had also heard from Uncle that its senior, Venusaur, had been dumped in the Giant Venusaur Forest by the Old Gym Leader for hellish training precisely because it had not trained hard enough. There had still been no news of it, so it was probably long dead by now...
Honest Mushroom had been utterly shocked. It had promised its kin and Uncle that it would train hard and master its increasingly powerful Poison-type abilities as soon as possible, then bowed its head in a moment of silence for the senior Venusaur that had once guided its training.
Oh-no Amoonguss did not actually know what that gesture meant. It only knew that Leafeon had done the same thing with a somber expression upon learning that its beloved computer had been reduced to dust.
It probably expresses fond remembrance for things that have passed away, right? I hope Senior Venusaur is happy in the Spirit World~
*That Giant Venusaur elder was actually a really nice Pokémon. It was very welcoming to both our trainer and us, at least as far as I remember. So it really was set up to die because it didn't take training seriously? The