Name: Flygon
Number: 330
Designation: The Mystic Pokemon

"After the Galvantula finally left, Sandy and I continued on our path. Luckily, no more Pokemon showed up for quite a while, leaving me to think to myself. I thought about what Arceus had said. Were there people who genuinely liked this kind of thing? Being farted and shat on by random Pokemon? Why? Were they insane? Was it some kind of childish toilet humor thing? Or was... sexual? Just the thought of someone getting off to something like this turned my stomach. Luckily, my thoughts of it were interrupted by the appearance of another Pokemon. I was almost happy to see it. This time, it was a Flygon. Through it's red "goggles", I could see it looked rather annoyed. It sat, facing away from me, looking over it's shoulder at me. Lifting it's tail very slightly, it allowed a long, airy, nearly silent fart to hiss out. The smell of it's bowels quickly overpowered the ocean breeze."

Done in collaboration with  TheOmegaError.
Requested by  dragoncushion.