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But Pichu was already squeezing behind the pillar. There, hidden by a curtain of ivy, was a small, rusty door. The pink light flickered again from inside. Pichu, his cheeks sparking nervously, pushed the door open.

Scorbunny—Blazé, as he called himself—took a deep breath, faced the Carousel, and began to tap-dance furiously, trying to drown out the music with the sound of his fiery footsteps. It worked for about three seconds. Then the Carousel’s music swelled, playing a discordant chord that made Blazé stumble and fall flat on his face. poképark

Mew finally turned, its large blue eyes filled with guilt. "Not on purpose. That crystal gear is the Carousel’s Heart Cog. It’s broken. If it stops completely, the Carousel stops forever. And the Carousel isn't just a ride—it's the anchor for the park’s happy memories. Without it, the Great Nightfall comes." But Pichu was already squeezing behind the pillar

But one morning, Pichu woke to a different sound. Not a cheerful tune, but a long, slow whirrr and a single, deep piano note that hung in the air like a question. Pichu, his cheeks sparking nervously, pushed the door open

Blazé, stunned, simply walked over, picked up the Joy Shard, and handed it to Pichu. "That," he said quietly, "was braver than anything I've ever done." Back in the gear room, Mew took the Joy Shard and pressed it into the crack in the crystal cog. For a moment, nothing happened. Then, a warm, golden light pulsed through the gear, traveling up the central pillar and out into the Carousel.

When the Whimsy Carousel in PokéPark’s Meadow Zone begins playing a strange, sad melody that makes Pokémon fall asleep instead of happy, a shy Pichu must team up with a boastful Scorbunny and a secretive Mew to fix the park before the Great Nightfall arrives. Part 1: The Broken Song Pichu loved the PokéPark more than anything. He loved the splashing games in the Beach Zone, the spicy berry smells from the Granite Zone’s café, and most of all, the Whimsy Carousel in the Meadow Zone. It was his favorite attraction—not because he rode it, but because he loved to watch the tiny Togepi and Riolu squeal as the wooden Pokémon figures bobbed up and down to a cheerful, bell-like tune.

Blazé puffed out his chest. "Finally, a quest worthy of my legend!"