Your female Buizel jumps up onto the couch with you as you sit down, nuzzling your shoulder. You smile and pat her head. The two of you have always been close, and you're always glad to see her when you come home.
Your Buizel suddenly let's out a short cry and jumps off the couch, hurrying off as if it just remembered something. You watch as she runs off, then returns, clutching a strange berry in her paws. She jumps back up onto the couch and holds it out to you. You stare at it, and glare at the Buizel.
"Buizel, we've talked about this," you say. "I'm not going to taste test every new berry you find. It could be dangerous."
But the Pokemon gives you a sad stare, and you can't help but soften up.
"Oh, alright. I'll take a tiny bite," you say as you take the berry. "This berry actually looks a little familiar. Doesn't smell bad... doesn't seem like any poisonous berry I know. I'll take a small bite. I don't think that will make me sick. I've eaten enough wild berries to build up an immunity to this sort of thing anyway."
The Buizel hops up and down, almost a little too happy. You take a small bite of the berry, noting the sweet taste.
And then, you note how everything starts spinning. You feel dizzy, and start to black out. But you also feel odd... Like you're changing somehow...
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