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The soft click of polished shoes echoed across the marble floor before Nurse Joy appeared in the doorway, white coat bright against the amber light of the hotel. Chansey followed close behind, clutching a pumpkin-shaped first-aid basket. Both wore small jack-o’-lantern pins on their uniforms.

“Good evening!” she greeted warmly, eyes sweeping the lobby’s ghostly décor. “I came to check on the local Ghost-types. Sometimes they get a bit… over-enthusiastic when there’s this much sugar and mischief in the air.”

Her smile deepened as she caught sight of the tables lined with treats. “Oh my, Litwick-shaped rice snacks? That’s absolutely precious. Did you make these yourself?” She leaned closer, genuine admiration in her tone. “You have quite the talent for balancing spooky and sweet.”

Chansey offered a cheerful “Chan-sey!” and began passing out small band-aid stickers to a few children darting past.

Nurse Joy folded her hands behind her back, clearly not in a hurry to leave. “Mind if I linger a bit? It’s rare I get to enjoy an event without patching up an over-excited trainer. Besides, I’d love to hear how you managed to train a Chandelure to behave so beautifully indoors.”


(I hope you don’t make mind some NPCs stopping by. I don’t have any Pokemon characters, but I wanted to write with you a bit)

Nurse Joy accepted the rice treat with both hands, eyes brightening at the soft glow of the Litwick-shaped design. “Oh, Mihara, this is wonderful! You’ve truly outdone yourself,” she said sincerely. “Not only are they adorable, but the aroma alone could win a culinary ribbon at any Pokémon Center bake sale.”

Chansey nodded with delight, already nibbling daintily at her own treat, the pumpkin basket jiggling at her side.

“I must say,” Joy continued with a playful smile, “if all your events are this charming, I may start recommending your hotel to visiting trainers needing rest between matches.” Her gaze shifted toward the floating Chandelure nearby, admiration softening her tone. “It’s not every day I see a Ghost-type so calm in a crowd. You’ve really earned its trust.”

Just then, the lobby doors slammed open with the force of a staged performance, scattering a few napkins into the air.



“Prepare for trouble, because I smell free food!”

Jessie of Team Rocket swept into the room like a gust of overconfident wind, purple hair gleaming under the chandelier. “Well, well, if it isn’t Kalos’ favorite hotelier playing chef tonight,” she purred, hand on her hip. “How thoughtful of you to throw a celebration and leave the doors unlocked. It’s almost like you wanted me here.”

Meowth darted in behind her, already eyeing the candy tables. “Jessie, we ain’t stealin’ nothin’ tonight! We’re supposed to be on vacation!”

“Quiet, Meowth,” Jessie snapped lightly, scooping up a Litwick rice treat anyway. “A woman must keep her strength up if she’s to look this stunning while causing minimal crime.”

She winked dramatically at Mihara. “Lovely décor, darling. Very haunting chic. If Team Rocket ever opens a luxury hideout, you’ll be first on the guest list.”

With a twirl of her cape and an echo of laughter, she was gone as swiftly as she arrived, Meowth chasing after her with an exasperated groan.



Nurse Joy blinked once, the smallest sigh slipping through her smile. “Ah… I see Kalos hospitality extends even to the theatrically inclined.” She glanced at Mihara, her laughter soft but genuine. “You handled that better than most officers I know.”

Chansey chirped reassuringly and straightened the tablecloth Jessie had disturbed.

“Well,” Joy said warmly, lifting her treat once more, “between the ghosts, the games, and the unexpected visitors, I’d say your event is already a success. Thank you for letting us be part of it, Mihara.”

She raised her rice treat like a toast, eyes gleaming kindly. “To sweet nights and safe battles, and to hosts who can handle a little mischief with grace.”

Chansey echoed her with a cheerful “Chan-sey!” before returning to help hand out candy to passing children.

The faint jingle of metal and a confident set of footsteps announced her before she even appeared in the doorway. Officer Jenny strode into the hotel lobby with her usual brisk authority, Growlithe trotting smartly at her heel. Both wore matching pumpkin orange badges for the occasion, the officer’s pinned neatly to her uniform, the pup’s tied to his collar with a festive ribbon.

“Well, well,” she said with a wry smile, taking in the décor. “I was responding to a report of suspicious activity, something about phantoms loitering near the pastry table, but it looks like I’ve walked straight into the most well behaved Halloween party in Lumiose City.”

Growlithe barked once, tail wagging at the sweet smell in the air.

Jenny leaned one hand on her hip, the other absently scratching behind his ear. “Tell me, Mihara, should I be writing up a ticket for illegal levels of sugar? Or did your Chandelure get a permit for that much atmosphere?” Her teasing tone was light, but her eyes sparkled with approval as she scanned the smiling guests and cheerful Pokémon.

When her gaze landed on Nurse Joy, she laughed softly. “Ah, good, if the nurse is still standing, that means the Ghost types are behaving. That’s usually my measure for whether I can relax.”

Growlithe padded closer to the table, sniffing curiously at one of the Litwick shaped rice treats. Jenny crouched beside him, breaking one in half and offering it up. “These are adorable, and smell surprisingly edible. I might have to cite you for violating local bake sale standards though. Competition like this could cause riots at the precinct.”

Straightening again, she tipped her cap to Mihara with a grin. “In all seriousness, you’ve done a fantastic job here. I came to make sure things were safe, and it looks like you’ve managed to make ‘haunted’ feel downright cozy. That’s a rare talent.”

She paused as Growlithe nudged her leg, giving a happy bark. Jenny sighed theatrically. “Yes, yes, I know. You want to stay for the games.” Her expression softened as she looked back toward Mihara. “Alright then. We’ll stick around for one round, maybe two, but only if you promise to save me a cup of whatever blend you’re serving. Coffee, not tea. I’m still on duty, after all.”

Growlithe barked again, tail thumping against the floor like a drumbeat of approval.

Jenny smiled, slipping into a relaxed stance beside the table. “Besides,” she added lightly, “it’s not every night I get to patrol a party guarded by a Gyarados. I think I’ll sleep easier knowing the city’s in such unique hands.”

Jenny accepted the offered cup of coffee with a grateful nod, the rising steam softening her usual sharp edge. “You know, Mihara, I think I might actually have to make this part of my patrol route from now on. Safer for the city. Better for morale.”

Growlithe barked in agreement before promptly rolling onto his back beside the table, tongue lolling and paws kicking in contentment. Jenny sighed, crouching to scratch his belly. “And here I was hoping to keep a little dignity tonight.” She gave the pup a fond pat, then rose to her feet with a chuckle.

Her attention flicked toward the young woman with Gastly paint and a Haunter bag, her expression softening instantly. “You’re in the right place, sweetheart,” she assured with a reassuring smile. “Just make sure you don’t try to arrest the candy before eating it. Trust me, I’ve seen it happen.”

She tipped her cap toward Mihara again, her grin returning. “Everything checks out here. No suspicious ghouls, no unlicensed sugar smuggling. Just good company and a few Pokémon behaving better than my officers on a night off.”

Reaching down, she gave Growlithe’s leash a gentle tug. “Come on, partner. Let’s let them enjoy their party.”

Growlithe barked once in farewell, tail wagging furiously as Jenny turned to the door. “Thank you for the hospitality,” she called over her shoulder. “And Mihara, next time I find myself in Lumiose, I expect another cup of that coffee. Consider it… official police business.”

With that, she stepped back into the cool night air, Growlithe trotting faithfully beside her as their silhouettes disappeared into the street’s flickering lantern light.

OOC
Thank you for the Pokemon fun. I haven’t done anything Pokemon related since Pokemon Go first came out. That has been a long minute. Writing this brought back some fond memories.