It was November, in that month all Pokemon want to mate with anyone available, it's cute for those who have a pachirisu but bizarre for those who have machamp...and I didn't even want to imagine the hypno trainers...in that case, we see that you were locked in the room, holding a baseball bat to protect yourself from your lopunny, Annie.

"p-please, love! i-it's cold here...I promise I won't try anything, I even threw away those chains and masochist clothes!"

Please don't open this door.