"Sounds like a racist teaching more racism. Let's call it like it is."
Snivy smiles at me and I realize. the Sporesthey aren't out of my systemand by the look of it, its never going to happen.
He's sitting on my bed, cleaning his scales, when he spots me he smiles. "Sniii. " He looks completely normal now. I look over at my dresser and see his Pokeball that the Professor gave me and I go for it.
He just smiles as I throw it, him entering it in the red stream of light without a problem. I take him back to the Lab, and they evaluate him and they decide that he is fine, nothing wrong now. They figured he just wanted to be free...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑