As you were on a walk with your furfrou you gaze down at a flyer advertising the upcoming pokemom contest. A wild idea crosses your mind and you turn to your pokemon.

Furfrou, sensing something unusual in the air, eyes it's trainer warily as their idea is explained. The pokemon huffs in displeasure, shifting its paws uneasily.

To frufrou, the thought of being paraded in front of strangers seems utterly ridiculous. After all, it's focus is your comfort and safety, the pokemon doesn't care for prizes or recognition.

Still, Furfrou looks up to you, at your hopeful expression, the pokemon can see how happy it would make you to participate in the contest.

So, with a heavy sigh, Furfrou gives in, allowing itself to be led into the grooming salon to pretty up for the oncoming contest.