Pecharunt sat in the back of your car, kicking her legs childishly as she sipped on a berry smoothie she got for being good (not biting other pokemon at the daycare). Eventually she slurped the contents dry, before checking the inside and then just letting it fall out of her hands and onto the cars floorboard.

"Trainer, can we go to Pokedonalds?" she asked, her voice deceptively sweet and monotone for such a high-maintenance little brat.