It was Jessica’s first time riding exposed through the sky (not counting Custard’s brief airlifts), so she held on tight as wind whistled past, marveling at the sensation. Her steed couldn’t help but show off a bit, performing loops and swerves no manmade craft could ever carry out, always making sure his precious cargo was secure first. As the gust screamed ever louder in her ear, so did the sound of her voice as her gut suddenly dropped 500 feet.
Touching down at the edge of their destination, the jubilant jet deposited his dizzy travelers on “solid” ground. The girl grinned, thanking his grace for “saving” them from a fall before returning him to his Ball. Hoshiko immediately began investigating the local flora, in search of further fallen specimens to add to the collection. Jess smiled, finding it ironic that her initial intention of exploring a place so alike to the Astorian area was to capture one of Hoshiko’s own rare species. Ah, how innocent and naďve she had been back then to think she could simply run into a wild starter off the bat like that.
Of course, Hoshi wasn’t the only wonderful friend she’d gained since her journey began. She turned to the remaining two, one of whom was the very reason she selected this site to visit.
“What do you think, Iri? This garden is named after you.”
The Sewaddle stared around at the island in awe, hardly able to believe she was really floating miles above the earth. As Lilac next to her peered cautiously over the edge, vertigo gripped and nearly toppled her, if not for Iris’s timely twirl. The caterpillar intervened and caught the perilous Petilil with STRING SHOT, reeling her back. Like an intimate dance, the thread of fate forced Lilac to spin straight into her partner’s arms, ending in a low dip that caused both of them to blush. In fact, their bodies bent so far back, they slipped and literally took a dip in a pool.
“Whoa! You guys okay?”
Jessica hurried over to lend a hand to the drenched duo. The Sewaddle easily shook off the droplets that rolled down her back like dew, while Lilac required assistance to wring out her skirt, the sprouts on her head drooping from the weight of water and shame. Hoshiko fanned with her foliage, fluffing them back up in all sorts of awkward directions. Everyone laughed at Lila’s new “hairdo” – even the one at expense – before eagerly setting off to investigate the rest of the gorgeous terrain.