Professor Oak adjusted the book on his hand, watching Wisty stride out with Eevee perched confidently on her head. He cleared his throat, trying to refocus the class. "Alright, everyone, let’s think about Wisty’s challenge. What moves might her Eevee have, given its unique... history?"
A camper raised their hand cautiously. "Could it use Hydro Pump from when it was a Vaporeon?"
Oak nodded approvingly. "Excellent deduction. Anyone else?"
Another camper hesitated before offering, "Maybe Leaf Blade from its time as a Leafeon?"
"Very good. Any other ideas?"
Dawn crossed her arms, still processing Wisty’s abrupt return. "Professor, is it even possible for Eevee to access moves from all the forms it’s been? Doesn’t that make her almost unbeatable?"
Oak smiled faintly. "That’s an excellent question, Dawn. It’s true that Wisty’s Eevee is extraordinary. Her unique evolution and de-evolution experiences have likely given her an advantage in adaptability and unpredictability. However, no Pokémon is invincible. Battles are not just about power but strategy and understanding your opponent."
Brock chimed in. "And let’s not forget—Pokémon battles rely on the bond between trainer and Pokémon. Wisty and her Eevee clearly share a strong connection, which is just as important as moves or abilities."
Ash leaned against the wall, arms crossed. "Yeah, but knowing Wisty, she’ll use that bond to make sure Eevee is practically unstoppable. She’s as stubborn as they come."
Oak chuckled. "That she is. But it’s that determination that makes her a remarkable trainer."
Meanwhile, in the hallway, Wisty leaned against the wall, letting out a deep sigh as she scratched Eevee behind the ears. "You’re a showstopper, Eve. They don’t stand a chance."
"Vee!" Eevee chirped, nuzzling into her hand.
Growlithe barked, tail wagging excitedly. "Heyo!"
"Yeah, yeah, you’re amazing too," Wisty said with a grin. "Let’s not get too cocky, though. We’ve got battles to win and mysteries to solve."
Chikorita and Togepi toddled over, nodding in agreement.
Wisty straightened up, her energy returning. "Alright, team. Let’s show them what we’re made of."
Back in the classroom, the campers exchanged looks, murmuring amongst themselves. Tracey turned to Oak. "Think they’ll figure out a way to counter her Eevee?"
Oak smiled knowingly. "They’ll certainly try. But with Wisty, you never know what surprises she has up her sleeve."
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Professor Oak watched Wisty leave the room with a mix of admiration and concern. He turned back to the group of students with a twinkle in his eye.
"Well, you heard her," Oak said, clearing his throat. "Let's discuss Eevee's abilities and strategies. Who can name one of Eevee's moves based on what you just heard?"
One camper raised their hand hesitantly. "Um... Dark Pulse? She mentioned using it in a battle once, right?"
"Correct," Oak confirmed. "Eevee's unique abilities allow it to access moves typically exclusive to its evolved forms. Any others?"
Another camper chimed in, "Hydro Pump! I think I saw her Eevee use it in a tournament."
"Precisely," Oak said, nodding. "Her Eevee's adaptability is remarkable. But Wisty's question is just as important—can her Eevee ever be defeated in battle?"
The campers exchanged uncertain glances.
Meanwhile, in the hallway, Wisty walked alongside her Pokémon, her usual confident stride slightly hindered by the lingering fatigue.
"You're sure I've been taking the wrong pills, Growlithe?" she asked, scratching behind his ears.
"Heyo!" Growlithe barked, his tail wagging.
Wisty sighed, turning to Eevee, who was perched on her shoulder. "Well, I guess that explains why I’ve been so tired lately. We’ll have to go back to the pharmacist and sort this out. But first..."
Her voice trailed off as she reached the campfire area, where Ash was waiting, arms crossed.
"Wisty," Ash said, his tone a mix of relief and frustration. "Do you have any idea how worried we’ve been? You can’t just collapse and not tell anyone what's going on!"
"I didn’t know I’d collapse, Ash," Wisty replied with a shrug. "I thought I was just tired. Blame Rowan and his never-ending quizzes."
Ash groaned. "This isn’t about Rowan. You’ve got to take better care of yourself!"
Wisty smirked. "Relax, big bro. I’m fine now. And besides, Eevee, Chikorita, and the others would never let anything happen to me."
Eevee chimed in with a cheerful "Vee!"
Ash sighed, his frustration giving way to a fond smile. "You’re impossible, you know that?"
"And you wouldn’t want me any other way," Wisty shot back.
Behind them, Dawn and Brock appeared, each carrying a tray of snacks.
"Well, since Wisty’s up and about," Dawn said, grinning, "how about we celebrate with some food? You’ve got everyone curious about Eevee’s abilities now."
"Sounds good to me," Wisty said, her eyes lighting up. "But first, let me grab my notebook. If we’re going to talk about Eevee’s moves, I want to show off a few battle strategies."
As she dashed off, Ash shook his head. "She’s never going to change, is she?"
"Wouldn’t be Wisty if she did," Brock replied with a chuckle.
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The campers exchanged glances, processing the whirlwind of information Wisty had just dropped on them.
Professor Oak cleared his throat. "Well, that was... enlightening. Let’s take a moment to unpack all of that, shall we?"
