Ace flew and patted the Beartic's head. "There there, Bear. Everything is going to be alright..." The Vivillion then stopped patting him, and took out a map. "The Bug Tribe is very weak... and we need as many friends as we can get! So, please. Allow us to give us the queen a gift, to signify our friendship, and peace around the world." Ace frowned. "Unless you don't want to accept our gift of peace, showing that you all just want war, and are all meanies and bru-" "But, we all want peace, right?" Arnold interrupted Ace. Ace stared at the Araquanid.