Amber of Pallet Town

Your jaw hangs open as you read your name on the screen. Jack nudges her elbow into your side. The next slide is a photo of you, you recognize the background as the Pewter City Gym. You’re calling out a command your arm outstretched, the whole scene makes you look like an action star. “Amber has already won 2 badges. She hasn’t lost to a gym leader yet.”

She clicks her remote and the next slide is titled #FishWhore, with a photo of you sucking off a man in the route 3 pokecenter. “When was that?” Jack whispers to you. You had skipped over some parts when you told Jack about that day. Before you can think of how to answer, the next slide shows Blue in the background. “Oh, I’m sorry,” Jack says, sinking into her chair.

“Her #FishWhore videos were trending for a couple days, and look at the number of views,” MaryJo points to the view counter on several videos. You’re shocked to see how many thousands of times your videos have been watched. You hadn’t looked up any of the fallout from that day. “Plus she’s been seen with Saffron’s very own Yuruki,” MaryJo continues talking while the slideshow cycles through a series of photos.

“You’re dating a ball player?” Jack asks. Is she jealous? The screen shows a photo of Yuruki pushing you against the wall of the Gravel Bar & Grill, her hand up your shirt and her tongue in your mouth. Another photo shows you walking around Cerulean Stadium in the cheerleader outfit, Yuruki’s name very visible across your ass.

“I don’t know about dating, we’ve just slept together a couple nights.”

The slideshow features several more photos of you and Yuruki together. “So between her battle prowess demonstrated against the gym leaders,” an image of Misty’s head between your legs, “And her online presence,” the screen shows thumbnails to several videos, including #FishWhore, videos Blue took at your first loss, and your time spent in Team Rocket’s gloryhole, “I think we could see Amber make it to the League this year, and maybe even break the final 16 during the tournament.” The crowd starts clapping, and you see Jack start to raise her hand. But you quickly grab her arm keeping her raised arm from drawing attention to you.

“Thank you MaryJo. Now I think Henry has another rookie to highlight,” the speaker gives way again for someone else to take over the demonstration.

“Hey maybe this one will be about me,” Jack says trying to make light of everything the two of you just watched. But the next slide show isn’t about her, it is about a “Douglas of Lavender Town.” The presentation shows off a man you don’t recognize. “He kind of looks like Blue, you think they could be brothers? Do you know his dad?”

You take a harder look, and you can see the resemblance. He has black hair instead of Blue’s dark blonde, but Daisy has black hair too. “No, I never even thought of Blue’s dad. I know Sessile used to be a trainer.” The more you look, the more you believe that Douglas could be Blue’s brother.

You search your brain trying to remember any details you might have heard about Blue’s dad. You know Sessile had gotten pregnant with Daisy during her first pokemon journey. But then you never asked how Blue happened. You don’t want to ask Blue, but maybe Daisy would tell you. The slideshow starts showing the Blue lookalike fucking Misty over the barriers in her arena. It also shows him facefucking Erica, meaning Douglas has already got 4 badges at least.

“Thank you Henry for the great presentation,” the speaker starts up. You didn’t pay attention to anything Henry actually said. “That’s all we have today, there are some refreshments in back, and you’re free to hang out and discuss.”

“Let’s get out of here before anyone recognizes me,” you tell Jack dragging her towards the door.

She stops you just short of the door, “Look,” she points at a poster on the wall. It’s a shot of you with Misty’s head between your legs. She pulls a marker from her bag, “Sign it for them.” You smile, grabbing the marker.

“To my adoring fans, Love Amber of Pallet Town,” you sign the poster next to your tattooed arm. You hand the marker back to Jack before sneaking out of the fan club.