Freedom is driving you Batty

Smiling with determination, you follow Roarke around the mines, hand clutched tightly on your Pokèball. This is it, you're finally going to catch your first Pokèmon. Sure you've had others, but those were handed to you at the start of every mission.

You try to remember just what pokèmon were in the mine since you really only had one shot at this. There was Geodude, obviously. Oni-

"SKREEEEEE!"

Both your head and Roark's snap back to the entrance of the mine and you start sprinting towards the cry. What surprises you is that you find a Zubat whose wing was stuck under a large rock. The poor thing was screeching and flapping helplessly. It... reminded you of yourself in a way. You couldn't help but want to help it, like how these miners helped you better yourself.

So, not wanting to see it suffer you move over to it and put your hand underneath the rock, only for the Zubat to screech louder and chomp onto your wrist, hard.

"Ow! Fuck! Look, I'm not trying to hurt you, ok? I'm here to help."

You grit your teeth and wince slightly, but let it be as you slowly but surely lift up the rock. You roll it over and off the wing, freeing the Zubat and letting it flop over. You groan and examine your bite mark. Yep, it's bleeding. At least it's not burning, so the little fella didn't poison you.

Speaking of which, you get onto your knees and gingerly pick up the Zubat, cradling it in your arms. Much to your dismay, it keeps trying to bite up along your arm, screeching the whole while. You pull out an Oran Berry you were hoping to save for your first Pokèmon and stuff it in its mouth.

You watch as it takes one bite, then another and another until half the berry was gone. Flapping its wing, you watch as it zips up into the air and screeches happily, before dipping down to... Nuzzle your cheek? Awwww, it's purring, that's so freaking cute!

You giggle softly and gently pull it into a soft hug, before pulling out your Pokèball and Dweeping it ready. You look down at the Zubat with a smile.

"Do you wanna be my new Pokèmon partner?"

The Zubat tilts its head at you before flying up to the ball and headbutting it on the button. You gasp slightly as it opens up and the Zubat gets absorbed into the red light. It blinks once.

Twice.

...Then, it blows wide open and the Zubat tackles your face to do more affectionate nuzzling.

"...I, guess... You don't like being in the Pokèball, huh?"

The Zubat gives a happy little chirp and darts around your face to snuggle into your hair. Chuckling softly, you put your hands on your hips and tsk.

"Just what am I going to do with you?"

You turn around only to find that Roark is leaning against the mine wall, giving you a proud smirk. You grin and walk up to him, giving him a good punch to the shoulder.

"You know, my first plan was to just sort of not care about the badges and find some sort of secluded hole to hide in. But, you guys seem to know just how to light a fire under my ass.. I'll be seeing you again after my 7th badge, mark my words Roark."

His smile wavers as he tips his mining hat down, struggling to hold back tears.

"I'll be right here, waiting for you Luna. Go prove to the world that you've really changed for the better."

You nod and you both share a tight hug, only for a moment. You sprint on out of the caves, not wanting to leave and stain this place with a sad memory. Thankfully, the sun is setting on the horizon, so your new Zubat buddy won't have any problems. Oh, and you think it's a he, good to know. You decide to give him a name since he's going to be with you for a while now.

With Ace in tow, you sprint towards the gate, excited to meet your new partner. Sprinting along the dirt path, it doesn't take long for you to reach the Gate. It's really a hole drilled through a branch of Mt. Coronet, which you do your best to never look at that fucking summit ever again, thank fuck it's behind you now.

As you approach the cave, you find the guy who you're looking for. Wearing the red hat and white scarf you were told to look out for, he's standing at an annoying 6'2", has a large navy blue Jacket over his plain black tank-top and slightly ripped jeans. He was snoring audibly while leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets. Great, so he's an idiot AND a jock. This is going to get aggravating real fast, so you decide that it'd be best to show that you weren't one to be messed around with.

"HEY ASSHOLE!"

Perfect. You smirk as he jumps awake, gasping for breath as he stumbles and splats against the ground onto his back. You lean over him, your wonderful girls swaying slightly as you look down at him.

"You have a good nap?"

Your smile drops as you see his eyes tracking your tits, and you barely hear him muttering to himself.

"Fuck... You could smother someone to **** with those..."

You grit your teeth as you feel an eye twitch. Ok, he's an Idiot, a Jock AND a Perv. Just, fucking perfect. You groan as you stand up straight and look back at Oreburgh. Maybe a little more jail-time won't be so bad... No, no. You just have to set clear rules, such as staying at least six feet away from you at all times. Once you beat Eterna Gym, you can be rid of this asshat for good. The guys are counting on you, you can do this!

Wait, where'd he go? You blink as you look around, only to hear some scribbling from underneath you. Lifting up your skirt, your jaw drops as you see his head between your feet, sketching on a note-pad while he has a clear line of sight to your panties.

...

"OW! FUCK, I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY, I WON'T PEEK AGAIN, PLEASE STOP HITTING ME!!!"