The next day, the trio set off to the Goldenrod City Gym. Sure enough, Whitney was training her Miltank. Freaking Miltank.
"Hey Whitney, I want a battle!" Tim called.
Whitney turned, smiling, "Okay. I've been training my Miltank, so you can battle her."
Tim had Grumpig get ready to battle. Whitney sent out Miltank.
"Alright Grumpig, use Psychic!" Tim called. Grumpig closed his eyes, and glowed purple.
"Rollout!" Whitney yelled. Miltank rolled at Grumpig, knocking him back. She then stomped all over Grumpig, knocking him out.
"Yikes," Tim gulped, "Okay, Aipom- it's your turn! Focus Punch!"
Aipom reared back, ready to punch, but Miltank used Rollout again. Aipom lost focus. Miltank took this advantage to stomp on Aipom, knocking out yet another of Tim's Pokemon.
"Uh oh," Tim rubbed the back of his neck, "Noctowl! GO! Aerial Ace!"
Noctowl slammed into Miltank, driving her into the ground. Miltank quickly used Milk Drink, restoring her health. Noctowl used Brave Bird, but Miltank used Attract just in time. Noctowl slammed into the ground, and went unconscious.
"Alright Pikachu, you're my last Pokemon," Tim said, "Now win this for us! THUNDERBOLT!"
Pikachu summoned all of its power, and unleashed it. Miltank flew back, fried. Then, Miltank got up, and used Milk Drink. Pikachu sighed, and dropped.
"Oh well, you tried," Whitney shrugged, "You should train and come back some time."
Tim walked away without saying anything. He had let his Pokemon down.