The chatot was flapping it's wings, trying to Claude something. Claude reached out a little, somewhat unsure of what to do, when Lancelot interrupted in his usual style and launched himself onto Claudes back, hanging on for dear life. Claude nearly lost his balance, waving his arms in panic, when the Chatot lunged forward and grabbed Claudes arm, sweeping him away as they flew into the sky. Unlike Claudes trip on the Flygon though, Claude had little confidence in the Chatots ability to hold him, and so screeched like a madman, the sound echoing all throughout the hills. However it Flew with little problem, sailing high into the sky. Soon enough, when Claude was sure it would not drop him, Claude experienced a euphora similar to when he flew with Flygon. Now he began to laugh and whoop, joyous in his flight. There was no worries, or issues or any confusion, there was just beauty and joy as they sailed through the sky. Doux was floating behind them, keeping pace by catching air currents when he caught onto Claudes euphoria and swept ahead.
Doux was spinning, motes of violet light coming from Doux as he used Fairy wind to propel himself throughout the air, filling his master with pride as he displayed a beauty of his own that had made Claude fall in love with him in the very first place.
Now, with the violet motes of light accenting the sky around them, the sight of the hills below them were stunning, absolutely breathtaking. From anyone on the ground, it would look like a small, pink figure was flying in a small blizzard of cerise light.
Finally,it occurred to Claude that this was the perfect time to take his picture and so he did. When he would get down on the ground, he would see the picture displayed Doux in a spiral of pink sparkles that illuminated the gorgeous scenery of Boulder hills below.
Unfortunately, the chatot soon got tired of lugging Claude around and settled him down on the ground. Claude thanked the chatot, petting it and giving it the rest of his pokeblock in thanks. I've been blessed on this trip now. he thought to himself, truly grateful.
Soon after, Claude began wandering in the forest again, happy that he had achieved the task he was set. Lancelot had retreatd to his pokeball, terrified by the experience whilst Doux was energetic and happy, often nuzzling up to Claude as they walked.