Quite a way to start a chapter. Damn, Medicham's powers can certainly be scary--imagine if she had accidentally disintegrated Milo or something. I imagine that would have fucked her up something fierce, having something like that on her conscience, to say nothing of the obvious mess that it would've made of Milo, of course. X3

Her new memory absorbing and transferring abilities are interesting, too. I just hope for her sake that she doesn't ever lay a hand on some of the trees in that area should she ever find herself there again for whatever reason, all things considered...

Yeah, I suspect I'll never be able to think of Sylvester the same way again. XD;

And I really liked how the matter of parasect being able to produce corrosive spores as was mentioned earlier in the chapter came into play later in the chapter. ^^ Also good to see a parasect being at all in the spotlight.

That may have been a long chapter, but I got through it curiously quickly, and I'm not exactly a fast reader. I think it was just that it was such a riveting chapter--I really got drawn into it, really wanting to see what happened next. That effect increased even further after Oscar started showing his true colors, what with all the instances of shit hitting the fan that that brought, from the baton upside Milo's head to the various awesomenesses committed by Medicham and Parasect to the beedrill scene.

Other highlights and et cetera:

“Right,” Sylvester said. “I’ve been collecting wood.”

“Is there a lot of…good wood today?” Milo asked. He looked across at Jake, and knew that the boy was thinking ‘sexy times’ from the other day. He smiled.
To his credit (and fortune), at least Sylvester said "collecting wood" rather than "getting wood". X3

“Shit!” Maisy said, spraying Jake with crumbs.
XD Ew.

“…and Will would always start taking his clothes off in his bedroom, and run all the way down to the pool, pulling his sock off or getting his shirt over his head,” Milo said. Medicham gave a wry smile. “The house was a treasure-trail of dirty clothes. That’s when you started teleporting clothes to the washroom.”
Heh. I thought that was a cute moment, Milo bringing up the old days with Medicham like that.

Ditto nodded, sitting in Jake’s hand as he held the Pokemon up to the door. Ditto formed a thin finger and pressed it into the hole, before glowing white briefly and merging into an intricate iron key. Jake turned it with eagerness and nudged the door open, allowing Ditto to morph back on completion.
Yet another reason for me to consider ditto both awesome and terrifying.

“Fire punch!” Milo said. Medicham nodded and clicked her fingers with an aggressive snap; flames crackled along her palms, and she held both hands out towards Scizor. “Psychic!”

As the flames licked up her wrists, Medicham narrowed her eyes; a serpentine head rocketed out of the flames, twisting through the air at Scizor.
Awesome.

Milo’s eyes darted to the lake. Something was going on. Water was building in layers, forming shapes, and as the seconds passed, Milo realised that Medicham must be ok. A column of water developed a head with pointed ears and an unmistakable rippling moustache. Spindly arms wound down from chest-plates, wielding watery spoons, and clawed feet merged with the lake’s surface. Through sheer telekinesis, Medicham was manipulating the water in the lake to create a gigantic watery Alakazam.

Oscar turned to see the giant, staring with eyes as deep and lifeless as the bottom of the lake. The statue burst in a rushing deluge of water; Oscar was knocked off his feet and carried off into a steep declining path in the Azalea Chambers. Scizor was bowled off his feet by a rush of water that howled as it filled the caverns. Milo saw Medicham levitate off the surface of the water and appear at his side.
Oh my. o.o Also awesome.