The Soggy Pretzel
Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus: Yes, it's another one of those stories. Multiple chapters, continuous chapters, takes place in Seaside Hill... but the plus is that it's for Pokemon, and it stars Relicanth. And it all started with a picture. Enjoy!
Relicanth was in the western side of Seaside Hill, being right next to the beach as he had a nice yellow shack, with the outside being colored yellow and the inside being all blue colored. He had a showcase glass containing several soggy pretzels, all of them right out of the pretzel machine, with Relicanth using his water attacks to make them soggy.
"I've been in the business for years." Relicanth remarked as he nodded his head slowly, mumbling to himself as he was making more pretzels, with it being morning in Seaside Hill. "And I always had these nice and cheap for all the friendly customers. After all..." He chuckled to himself as he shook his head. "You Relican't beat these prices! Oh ho ho ho!"
A young female Finneon swam up towards the pretzel stand, flopping up and down as she wanted a soggy pretzel. "Excuse me, Mr. Relicanth, can I have a regular, soggy pretzel?"
"Why of course, young girl," Relicanth kindly remarked as he opened up the pretzel machine, taking a well finished salty pretzel and spitting water at it, handing the young Finneon it. "That'll be 150 Pokedollars."
Finneon reached in her right fin as she pulled out a bright yellow coin, handing it to Relicanth in exchange for the soggy pretzel. She giggled as she hugged the soggy pretzel, thanking Relicanth. "Oh thank you, Mr. Relicanth!" She then headed back to the sea, munching on her soggy pretzel on the way back.
Relicanth chuckled as he placed the yellow coin inside his grey cash register, closing it as he looked out towards the ocean. "Ahh, to serve all these fine, young folks with my delicious, soggy pretzels... it warms my ancient, rocky heart, it does..."