This is so cool. This is just...this proves that anything is possible in the multiverse. Anything can exist. These are creatures from someone’s imagination, but its right there.

[ Gwen crouches down to look at her Fennekin, gracefully and expertly balanced on her toes. She doesn’t even wobble when her Pokémon comes over and leans against her leg. It’s the sudden jump into her lap that knocks her down, but maybe she did that on purpose? Her arms go around the furry boy and she hugs him gently. ]

Hi, buddy. I’m gonna give you an awesome name, and I’m gonna take a page from Ash Ketchum’s book and you’re never going on your pokeball again unless it’s really necessary.