(Can you guys arrive at Scott's soon?)
It was becoming colder outside, or maybe it was just Scott's thoughts. He sent out Incineroar, and the heat instantly made the trainer satisfied. Incineroar was able to do multiple things with his fiery belt, changing the heat, and even being able to make it solid. That is just a single example of how Scott trained his Pokemon. As well as being usually tough to beat in a battle, they had uses in everyday life for him. His apartment had no heating system, so Incineroar was an essential.
'No trailer, yet. I'm becoming more impatient.'. Porygon-2 looked quite nervous, in-case of his trainer having a meltdown. Incineroar whipped the letter out of his pocket, and read it. The Pokemon looked confused, and Scott picked it out of his paw. He released the other two Pokemon, Ninetales and Grimer, and re-read it. Now you all know why we're out here, in the cold, waiting. Not long after, he returned everyone apart from Incineroar.
When he sat down, he didn't notice he had sat on Incineroar. However, the Heel Pokemon didn't even care. He held his trainer, like a child, and Scott smiled. Then he remembered the situation, and his smile faded. Scott sat there, getting more impatient by the second, again.