It was been many hours since Yangi was knocked out from unbearable pain. As he laid there on cold, flat tile covered with a blanket made out of leaves, a bunch of Jangmo-os apppear in the room to look, to observe, to see what this person is. Their eyes full of wonder and curiosity, their tails wagging in response, and, occasionally, they poked him. Though after a few pokes, Yangi sat up and yawned which made the young Jangmo-o flee the roo. “Ah! Refre-”

“Yangi.” Drako was seen sitting down in a beabbag chair a few feet away from Yangi. “Next time you try to visit me, please bring pokemon with you.”

“Sorry, I couldn’t help it. Besides, I don’t wanna venture here with pokemon- that’ll frighten your clan.” Yangi mumbled. “But thats not the point. What happened while I was knocked out?”

“Well.. We had to drag you here in the healing chamber, and calll over a blissey to heal you.” The Kommo-o responded.

“Really? Huh.” The trainer was going to get up, but Drako stops him. “Yangi, stop. You may be healed, but you need your rest.” He suggested.

“What you- Okay, nevermind. Though, I have an queestion. Why is there tons of Jango-os and Hakamo-os here? Did you..” That question got the Kommo-o blushin. “H-Hey now, NO! Yangi, I am single!” The Kommo-o squeaked. “W-What? No, I was gonn say did you invite them here.”

The Kommo-o gave Yangi a blank stare after that. “Yeah.. But then, ayo, Drako. Didn’t know you can give birth to-”

“ANYWAY, I invited them here to celebrate our Totem Kommo-o Ceromony today.” Drako said, looking at his trainer.

“What? Why? You should try to teach them what Christmas is!” Yangi suggested. “I would do that, but, I think I am breaking tradition. Plus, I am not so great as a santa…” He spoke, his voice lowering for  moment. “That’s where I come in. But then again, shouldn’t you try to be santa? I mean, you are big.” Yangi  stated. The Kommo-o looked at his body in confusion before looking at his trainer. “Sir, no need to insult my body. I ain’t fat.”
“No no. Sir, you are a totem Pokemon. Secondly, I think everyone would listen to you more than me. I mean, they just met me.” Yangi stated. “Ugh. Fine, I guess I could be santa. But don’t blame me if I broke the children’s spirits. Also, it only happens ATFER or when they stop praying to the statue.” The Kommo-o groaned. Yangi would smile, before he felt something hit his neck, and he went back to being knocked out.

“XENORO-O! Why did ya chopped him?” Drako asked, as the Hakamo-o was the one who did it to him. “This dude thought we were mates. Figured he deserves some karma..”

Those are the last things before going unconscious.

TO BE CONTINUED