"Oh, man. This place is packed..."

Somewhat on edge, Desmond glanced around the picnic area with a small amount of terror. He wasn't good with groups; This was kicking his anxiety into overdrive. Shaking somewhat, a grunt of annoyance came from his side as a sound similar to a whip cracking was heard; His Ivysaur had just whipped him on his behind, snapping him to attention with a yelp. He glared down at the Ivysaur's somewhat annoyed expression, mood lightening up a little after a moment. "Thanks. I guess I needed that, huh?" He said, as the Ivysaur smiled widely, causing him to laugh a little.

While Desmond was distracted with the food and going-ons, his Zubat was hiding under his coat; Head poking out and that was it. It was rather terrified; Being shy similar to how Desmond was. He was a lot more comfortable when Desmond was close, however. But had no intentions of leaving his warm little space next to his trainer.

Due to the fact he was a troublemaker, Diglett was currently in his Pokeball. The tiny Pokemon liked to trip people up, and in such a big event, he could cause a lot of trouble. His Jigglypuff was, however, in his backpack, staring out at the world curiously. 

"They have Pokemon Food too. These guys really went all out!" he exclaimed, amazed. Picking a few pieces for his Pokemon, he slipped one to his Zubat, and at the mentioning of food, his Jigglypuff popped out enough to snatch it up and eat it. Ivysaur simply opened it's mouth and caught the food as it was tossed to her.

"But, now, what about me...?" He wondered curiously, pocketing some of the food for Diglett later. The boy hadn't eaten some real food in awhile; Just stuff from Pokemon Centers. Desmond was broke, most of the time. He made a little money here and there, but that was it. Enough to get by; And his Pokemon always came first, too. Making him often unsatisfied with his own meal, but he was okay with that, simply because his Pokemon were okay. A slight bit of drool escaped his mouth as he grabbed a plate, hand going towards one of the large serving spoons for some of the food. He was about to use it, before someone asked for it.

"Eh?" He turned his head, his yellow eyes meeting with the blonde's. He blinked, staring at her for a moment. "O-Oh, yeah, sure!" He replied, as he looked back towards the scoop and gripped it, before handing it to her. "There ya go."

Glancing down at the table, he wondered what he'd get first? Oh, there were so many options.

A small grunt exited him as his Jigglypuff crawled out of his bag and to the top of his head; Peering down at the food. She wanted some, too. But waited for Desmond to make his decision on what he was going to get.