Do you have any headcanons about Milo and running into any of the Grass legendaries/Mythical creatures. (Shaymin, Celebi, Virizion to some extent, mostly Shaymin, the boy reminds me of a human Shaymin)
-glances at the 2 Milo-Shaymin art requests I got-
It's a normal enough scene, seeing a bunch of his Wooloo crowding around something in the field.
Usually they're watching a Blipbug make its way through the grass, or a loose Rookidee feather blow around.
So, Milo's not too fussed when he steps outside that morning. He takes his time tending to the other farm Pokemon and his crops, before finally approaching the Wooloo to see what's caught their interest.
He can't stop the concerned noise that leaves him at the sight of such a small Pokemon curled in on itself in the middle of the Wooloo herd, shivering and covered in dirt, the flowers on its back curled tight into buds.
The Wooloo all trail behind Milo after he picks the Pokemon up, cradling it in his arms and rushing back to his house. Some try to follow him inside, but for the sake of the injured Pokemon, Milo has to keep them out where they won't be in the way.
The Pokemon doesn't seem to be injured - just tired, cold, and hungry. How did it even get to such a state in the middle of his Wooloo field?
After cleaning it up a bit, Milo keeps it wrapped in a blanket in an empty box with some water and Pokefood, while he rushes out to tend to the Wooloo. By the time he returns, the Pokemon's awake, curiously looking around the room.
After some deductive reasoning when it calls out its name, Milo concludes it's a Shaymin. He then realises he doesnāt know what a Shaymin is.
Cue some frantic googling.
He now knows what a Shaymin is but heās at a complete loss as to how one ended up on his farm, let alone in Galar at all. Did it belong to a trainer and get lost? Surely Shaymin migrations donāt pass through his region.
Either way, Milo figures the best thing to do is to bring the Shaymin to the Pokemon Centre, to double check for any injuries, and to see if it had a trainer ID.
Heās slow to approach the Shaymin, crouching down and holding out a hand for it to sniff. Itās a timid thing, ducking into the blanket before itās brave enough to lift its head to investigate Milo.
By the time Miloās sure its comfortable enough for him to pick up and move, the closed buds on its back had blossomed out to their full, beautiful size.
