'Reconnecting' With Blue

"Damn, Amber," Blue smirks, as he looks up and down your body. "Gramps told me you got pregnant but I didn't expect you to have gotten so big." He adjusts the championship belt around his waist, usually just kept by champions as a trophy; it's so typical of Blue to actually wear it as a gaudy fashion accessory and show it off. "Honestly, this look kinda suits you," he continues. "You definitely pull off 'slutty teen mom' better than you did 'wannabe pokemon trainer', anyway."

You glare at him. For all this time you've assumed you're completely over any regrets about how your pitiful attempt at training pokemon went, but somehow seeing your former rival and hearing him gloat about it all is dredging up a lot of feelings you thought you'd put behind you. "Fuck you, Blue," you spit out at him, not wanting him to know he's already got under your skin but finding yourself unable to restrain your anger. "This baby could be yours, y'know. Have you even put any thought into that?!"

"You got no evidence it's mine," he shrugs, maintaining the smug grin on his face. "I heard you pretty much let the whole town fuck you that day, right? Besides, if it's money for the kid you want, don't you worry; I'm definitely planning on paying you today, that's for sure." He winks at you, and you continue to stare daggers at him, knowing what he's none-too-subtly implying. You've fucked some pretty disgusting men for cash over the last few months, but the idea of letting your childhood bully claim your body once again still makes your skin crawl.

"How the hell did this happen, anyway?!" you demand, "the Pokemon League shouldn't have been accepting challenges for at least another few months."

"Oh, they've changed the way it's scheduled," says Professor Oak, who you'd almost forgotten was still here. "They're holding it twice a year instead of once. Brings in more TV money that way. It was announced a few months ago."

Blue laughs. "Don't you watch any news? I guess it's distraction from your busy schedule of taking dicks."

The scowl on your face deepens. You do watch news, of course, but have had no interest in anything related to pokemon battling since you gave up your position as a trainer. You had thought it was because you were content with your new life, but increasingly as this conversation goes on you're beginning to suspect you've just been subconsciously running away from your failure this whole time. "I... still can't believe I wouldn't have heard about this," you say, hoping against hope that somehow this is all an elaborate prank, and Blue hasn't actually achieved your childhood dream while you've been bending over for scumbags in this shithole town. "This is just too huge."

"I made sure Gramps and my sis would keep quiet about it," Blue admits, still smirking. "I wanted to see the look on your face when I showed up as champ. Which was totally worth it, by the way." You are lost for words at this point; this is a horrible nightmare made real. "Look, I dunno why you're mad about it," Blue continues. "Let's face it Amber, this was never going to happen for you even if you'd stuck at the training thing. You could barely even get your pokemon to listen to you, for fuck's sake. Women just aren't meant to be top-level pokemon trainers; it's a fact of life. I thought you'd actually accepted your proper place finally, but I guess not..." He pretends to look sad for a moment, before grinning at you patronisingly once again. "Don't worry, though. There's plenty of time for me to fuck some sense into you."

You can't take this anymore. Your hands are screwed up into fists and tears are starting to form in your eyes as you turn away from your tormentor. "I'm leaving," you say sharply, trying to hide the cracks in your voice. "You can keep your money, I don't want anything from you. Just stay away from me and my family."

You start to storm out of the lab, when Blue calls out to you. "Are you sure?" he asks. "You know how much the Pokemon League Champion receives in prize money, right? I could pay you enough to put that kid through any school you wanted. Hell, you'd never have to work again!"

You stop in your tracks. I can't go through with this, but... The thought of never having to sell your body to another man again was incredibly tempting. Not to mention the life you could build for your unborn child; could you really in good conscience turn that away just so you wouldn't have to have sex with Blue one time? It's not like he hadn't fucked you before... But still... I still have some pride, right? I can't just throw it away for money... can I?