Chapter 5: The Little Orphan Tentacool

[Harry Potter]

Harry Potter sat on his floating surfboard over the waters of the Vasty Deep, watching the herd of tentacool glowing happily. He had a swollen knot on his forehead, and he seemed exhausted.

"Your contract is fulfilled young prime," said Golduck telepathically. The blue, duck-like pokemon rose from the waters, floating up to Harry. "You have destroyed the giant robotic Magikarp that the Pokemon poachers were using to catch my flock of misplaced tentacool. Now they can return home to their island, and we will never darken the beaches of Costa Del Sol again. You even saved the little orphan tentacool, and were even given the String of Honor by the Queen Tentracruel herself."

"Yeah I remember that," Harry said, poking delicately at the knot on his head. "You know Golduck, you really taught me a lot about friendship, and the power to overcome any obstacle. As evidenced by your rich backstory that I learned about, on our adventure that you were just talking about, you know, to stop the pokemon from poaching uh,"

"To stop the pokemon poachers," Psyduck corrected.

"To stop the Pokemon poachers, right," Harry continued. "Well yeah, I guess we really did it, that was a really exciting adventure we just had. But I think it's about time I get home."

Golduck nods solemnly; the respect between the two was immeasurable. "I will always always remember the heroism you have displayed here, Harry Potter. Good luck."

"And I'll always remember you Golduck, and your rich tapestry of a backstory," replied Harry warmly, deeply touched.

Harry then glided away on his surfboard, waving goodbye to Golduck and the tentacool, who all waved back, even the little orphan tentacool and the Queen Tentacruel herself.