Their Current Situation
Lola had never been a patient Emolga.
Perhaps it was typical of her species, but she was a do-or-die, life-in-the-fast-lane kind of gal who didn't stop for anyone or anything. If you were in her way, you either moved or got promptly ran over, which would definitely hurt, as she was chubby by every definition of the word.
It was likely her devil may care attitude that caused her to gain as much weight as she had. Even as a kid, she had a voracious and nigh-unchallenged appetite that quickly made her the butt of many jokes. She was sensitive about it, but she also wasn't afraid to use her mighty waistline to her advantage, so everyone who insulted or challenged her pudgy figure was quickly met with a pair of fatty Wailord-sized buttcheeks, which usually shut just about anyone up.
In spite of her massive size, she was quite fond of exploring, hiking, and camping, and sought fit to lug her titanic frame wherever she could manage to drag it, provided that she pack nearly enough food to fill