Maria
"Empress!" Allister ordered, and he, the polteageist, and all his other teammates lined up behind each other as the tea pot ghost used protect. Was that cheating? They all fit behind the barrier, as long as they stayed in a single file line, and some had to duck. Allister stood up as the wave (see what I did there) of seafood flew past them. Some chunks fell do the side, and the whole team ducked behind the table as they gathered everything up... The waitor had come by with a whole cart full of food, and Allister grabbed it *All* Distributed it to his team, and when they were ready...

The hoard of ghosts and masked boy who lead them leapt out from behind the table, throwing everything they got at Leon and his crew. Allister though that putting the food on plates, and then throwing them like a frisbee would work better, and well, the food went a lot further! He started doing that, and they sent disks of seafood death flying at their enemies with impressive speed. Some of which *Did* Smash and break on the ground, but eh. Allister had another comet shard in his pocket somewhere...

Then... Oh boy! The tiny gym leader just got the *Best* Idea. His ultimatum, he coup de grace! Allister emerged from behind the table and drop kicked something towards Leon's side of the fight. It landed, bounced and rolled to a stop, seemingly alright... It was Star...? The Cursola had retreated into its shell, and parked itself right at Leon's feet... Before bursting out which sent food flying absolutely everywhere next to the other team! Star seemed to dance happily, and Allister was on the other side, smiling.
Edwin
A Protect! Not Allister's fault he integrated a Pokémon move into this war. Leon did that at first—with the fire and all. He should've thought protect could come in handy too. "Triple H!" He yelled and summon his sword and shield Pokémon. No, he's not copying Allister. Just needed a break. So King Shield was brought out. Leon motions for his small set of comerades to sit behind the protect as they had a few moments for planning. "Let's give them an all out attack," He says, straightforward. "Charizard, you do aerial damage. Inteleon, Cinderace, you do side damage. Aegislash, we do frontal but get them with your Shadow Sneak—" That's when the shield breaks and they had to go! It's go time!

Well, not yet. They need to reload their ammo. Getting foods that were being delivered pretty quick conveniently, Leon charges. He has Aegislash held in front of him like his own personal shield. Everyone in perfect synergy knows what's supposed to happen next. That's when... CURSOLA?! At first Leon thought it was a Kingler shell that flopped to the floor like before. But as it sputtered and then *Blew up*, the champ finds his shorts and tights wet with seafood! "Ugh!" He stumbles back, not being able to go for that frontal attack. All of that wasted food was caking onto his body. He has to finish this quick! While Charizard is going toward Allister and his team from above, and the other two from either side, Leon noticed the plates that the opponent was chucking.

Putting ideas together, Leon has a plan. Just as the next dish was being served—some sliced Magikarp, Leon places the whole thing on Aegislash's shield. It's frisbee time! With the help of his companion, the shield glides like a flying saucer to the other side in such a quick speed, chucking the seafood meats to the front. Just in time as Charizard dropped foods like bombs and Cinderace punting bits from the left, and Inteleon shooting appetizers from the right. "Let's go! Our Champion Time Special: Seafood Stoooorm!" He shouts as a special move for special effects!
Maria
Cursola make *Excellent* Bombs, Allister learned that day. But it seemed like Leon and his side were already on the offensive. You see, the thing about food fights is this... You need to throw food at the other side, but everything you do is just giving them more to throw back in your face. And that's what Leon and his team did! With all of them (somehow, who knows how) using their innate abilities to fight back. Allister was smacked in the stomach with the aegislash frisbee and sent flying into the wall. Followed by Empress who got sniped by Intelion, Dreamer who was wacked by a drop kicked magikarp, and Star who was punted back in their direction. Arcana was the only one standing, with his supernatural powers, and ability to phase through anything if he desired. Well, the frisbee from earlier was back to haunt (heh) the ghost, as it bounced of the wall, and *BAM*, bashed Arcana on the back of the head. He wobbled a bit in mid air, before collapsing on the ground.

"O-okay you win," Allister mumbled, picking bits of sashimi out of his hair. He stood up, with help from dreamer, and shook his head. That disk from earlier kind of hurt. He felt something... Wet and slimy on his arm, and yelped, furiously shaking a piece of fish out of his sleeve. He brushed himself off the best he could, but the boy was still undoubtedly... Fishy. "N-next time we have a food fight... N-no pokemon moves," He joked. He looked around at the other people who were all hiding from the chaos. Someone shakily stood up from behind the table, raised his hand and called. *"I'll take my check please..."*

With that, the waiter and owner burst out from the kitchen, seemingly pissed off, as the stormed up to the boys. The person asking for his check was ignored. "U-uh oh." Allister stammered, before scrambling to his feet. He hid under Leon's cape, just as the Owner approached them, hands on his hips.

*"Snorlax..." He started. "What did you think you were doing... NOT BUYING DESERT! AFTER ALL THE BUSINESS YOU GAVE US, HOW DARE YOU SHORT CHANGE US! You too, Little Prince,"* He said, patting the shape of Allister's head under the cape. *"I mean, yeah, you made a mess, but you guys just bought the whole menue! Twice!!"*
Edwin
The all-out attack was a hit! When Allister's whole team fell—and the little boy admitted it—Leon punched the air, ecstatic as he usually is when he wins. "Good job, everyone!" He motions for them to come close for a group hug. "And yeah, next time it'll be just food—no moves!" Leon goes along with the joke.

But the victory was short lived when he was scolded by the owner. Leon's head shoots toward the voice and he stares at the man with his wide eyes, like Deerling caught in headlights. He doesn't do anything but listen as the owner lay it all down on him. Allister had apparently hidden under the now scrappy cape of his, so Leon was the only one attacked head on by the words. The Galar man felt genuinely guilty. Drunken and driven by competitiveness and adrenaline, he screwed the whole restaurant over! It'll take forever to clean the place up and replace all the furniture. Not only that, they're out of stock of items. Scratch price—since they'll pay—but having to wait for the next shipment of seafood will take a couple of days before they could get back in business.

"I'm... Sorry..." Leon says softly compared to his regular voice. "I'll pay for all the food! Down to the last penny. We'll help clean, too, right, Allister?" He pats the lump that's under his cape. "Our pokemon will pitch in, too! It'll make things quicker—" Then a really bizarre idea pops into Leon's head and he hammers his fist down in his other hand's palm. "Or! We Gigantamax Gengar and he could slurp up all the mess!" The champ uncovers Allister from beneath the cape. "Are we able to do that?!" His eyes are shining with expectation. It's always a sight to see a Pokémon Gigantamax!
Maria
Allister poked his head out from under the hood, frowning at Leon behind his mask. The store owner was chewing him out, but the champ promised that they would clean this mess up. Even if it meant they'd be here forever... Which by the looks of things, they would be...
*"Or! We Gigantamax Gengar and he could slurp up all the mess!"*
"Oi, I-I could." Allister finally pitched in. "N-need a power spot though... Wouldn' work otherwise."

*"Oh!"* The owner said. *"How convenient for you that we have one of those here!"*
"W-wait what?"


*"G-max, g-max, g-max!"* Arcana chanted, as Allister stepped in front of everyone, and held out his arm. "O-okay... Everyone stand back... You don't wanna be in front of him when I do this-"
Sure enough, there *Was* A power spot here! And the glowing red energy he knew all to well, gathered around Allister, and traveled up his arm, to the glowing band on his wrist. Arcana returned to his pokeball, which grew in size, becoming bigger then the boy's head, and glittering with some kind of mystical power. "Gengar, gigantamax. Swallow... Uh... This whole mess in... Something not darkness," He quickly finished, before chucking the ball behind him. 
There he was, Arcana was all big nd spooky now, and he laughed. He started to suck in everything at the Seaside Shack. *Everything.* Food, chairs, tables, and even some of the lights if they weren't nailed down. Finally, the gengar finished his massive meal, and shrank back down. Smiling as he did so.
"T-ta daaa?" Allister looked at the others and shrugged.