Gothevoir in: Wobbuffet Woes

Gothevoir's younger brother Riley had gotten a little spoiled lately: Gaining the Status of the official recruiter of their team, a mate, and even a whole PC box to himself. And to make matters worse it was a Beach setting! If their was one thing Gothevoir loved to eat more than anything else it's a Manaphy, "and what better place to find when than a beach?" Gothevoir thought.

Opportunity eventually struck when Riley's little getaway was over, and he set out to go get some rare Pokemon at Lake Valor. With The Box now Vacant, Gothevoir saw nothing wrong with going Manaphy hunting. So She and her pet Lucario Strider set to pay her brother's place a Visit.

Strider wasn't too sure they were going to find anything, "Ranaphys rar rretty rare."
But Gothevoir didn't want to hear it, "Legendaries tend to be rare, Strider. It just makes the Manaphy all that sweeter."
"Rut ris risn't reven ra real reach. Rhy rould rone re rere?"
"Ok, come on. How was I supposed to understand that?"
"RI ron't rnow."
Frustrated, Discouraged, and now confused, Gothevoir was just about to give up on her search for a potential sushi roll dinner when she saw in the distance something Blue glossy and smooth! "Oh, how wrong you were, silly puppy!" she shouted with Glee as she launched into the sky ready for a takedown, "DINNER TIME!!!"
And as she sunk her teeth she began to realize something...
"Say... this is pretty big for a Manaphy... and it's pretty dry for a Manaphy... and it's pretty rough for a manaphy... I don't think this is a Manaphy at all."
"WO-O-O-OBBUFFET!!!"
It looks as if Riley's trip was a Success, and the evidence was as plain as the shocked look on Gothevoir's face. But her face got even more uncomfortable as the Wobbeffet Turned around to see who bit his head... and a look of enchantment swept over him.
"... ... well... I can see there's just a bit of misunderstanding here."
"WOOOOOOO..." he droned as he lost himself in her eyes.
Gothevoir shuddered at the very thought, "Well... I should really be going..." But her feet were stuck firmly where she stood, "Hmmm... Now this is the worst Possible time for this to happen, isn't it?"
"Rit's RADOW RAG! ROU RANT RLEE ROM RIM!" Strider called out (from a safe distance, mind you.)
"Dang it, that's right, I can't just walk away from this... but on the other hand, he can't lay A hand on me if I don't do anything."

And thus began the Long Night of Gothevoir awkwardly but politely ignoring the Wobbeffet. To recover from the incident she went out and destroyed about 200 pounds worth of Mime Juniors.