“Throw in no more name calling and you have a deal.”

Blue smirks and releases Bulbasaur from his ball. “Sure, not like you could ever beat me anyways.”

Your heart races, goosebumps race up your arm, and your stomach drops. This is it, your whole life you’ve dreamed of being a pokemon trainer like your parents and now you were in your first ever pokemon battle. You reach for Squirtle’s ball, releasing him to the field in front of Blue’s Bulbasaur. You can't help but smile at the momentous occasion. Closing your eyes you take a deep breath to ground your nerves before the battle.

“Bulbasaur, TACKLE!”

Your mind goes blank and your eyes shoot open. Blue had caught you off guard. “Squirtle dodge.” But it was too late Bulbasaur hits Squirtle in his underbelly. Collecting yourself from the sudden start, you try to remember all the knowledge you gained through your years of study. “Squirtle tackle.”

“Bulbasaur, use growl,” before Squirtle manages to land his blow a loud growling noise swept through Pallet Town. Squirtle stopped in his tracks when he reacted by pulling into his shell. Your mouth drops open at Squirtle’s mid stride retreat.

“Your pokemon is a coward. You might as well give in now and put an end to your humiliation.” Blue lets out a laugh. You can feel his gaze looking over your body, sending shivers down your spine at the thought of what will happen if you lose.

You quickly close your mouth, trying to gain your composure yet again. “Fuck off, Blue. Squirtle come on buddy, use tackle,” Squirtle reemerges and takes off at Bulbasaur. The two sparring pokemon collide into each other’s heads. Finally, something going your way in the battle.

“Bulbasaur, tackle again. Let’s end this now so we can get to the real fun with this cock tease.” Having finally regained your calm you ignore yet another harassing statement that you'd grown accustomed to over the years.

“Squirtle hide in your shell again,” Bulbasaur hits as Squirtle pulls into his shell for defense. Squirtle starts to slide through the grass from the impact. Squirtle stands back up looking a little dizzy from his short trip.

Seeing the dazed look on Squirtle’s face, you begin to question if you and Squirtle can actually pull this off. You’re uncertain what Blue will have you do if you lose but you’d rather not find out. Maybe Blue is right and you should just forfeit.