So, a story behind this one.
Last night, I dreamt about the life of a disabled Hypno named Wally. Wally lived on a farm and every day, he would go into town and serve as a therapy Pokémon at a retirement home. He was there from morning to night and the residents loved him. He’d help out by fetching things, assisting the residents, and just being a companion. The residents loved him and the visitors loved him, and he was always eager to listen to a story.
Then, one day... Wally didn’t show up. It was only around dinner time that the staff informed the residents of the retirement home that Wally had passed away. The residents were saddened that their ever-present companion was gone.
Here’s to you, Wally the Hypno. I only knew you for one night, but you were definitely a sweetheart and I’ll miss you.