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The team was on a beach that day, having just finished an afternoon of battling. The star of his team, a Primarina named Haku, was playing in the ocean after another long battle. Madoka had his white jeans rolled up so that he could wade in the water with her, his pink windbreaker tied around his waist and dipping into the waves.
Haku trilled in delight. As a large wave came crashing down, she tackled her trainer into the water and brought them both washing up on the shore. Madoka, now soaked in water and covered in sand, groaned as the tide pulled away. He was on his back, with Haku clapping her fins over him. As he tilted his head back, he saw that there was a girl on the shore. He prayed she hadn’t seen him getting pushed into the water.
“I’m okay. We’re fine--” Another wave crashed over him. As it pulled back, Madoka was now left decorated in both sand and seaweed.
He groaned. “Haku. Please get off of me.”








