Ready, Set...

You run through the streets, you don’t want to be late. You and Jack had rushed through getting ready for the day, both of you needing to be tv ready. Jack and Yuruki escort you to the waiting area for challengers. John and Opal are already there when you come rushing in.

“Wow,” John says, his jaw hanging open as he takes you in.

You look down at your new dress, “Yea, Yuruki picked it out for me.” The hem was probably more than a few inches too short, and the neckline combined with your bust makes it look like they could fall out at any moment.

“It looks good,” he says, a blush on his cheeks.

“You’re damn right it does, Johnny,” Yuruki says, running her hands down your sides. Now it’s your turn to blush. “Good luck out there,” Yuruki says giving you a kiss.

Jack follows her lead, “Good luck,” before another kiss.

You turn to John, “May the best trainer win,” you say, and he comes in close giving you a kiss as you place a hand against his muscular chest.

“I think she just might,” he laughs, running his hand over the top of his head.

Opal squeaks in next, “Good luck,” and you move on instinct. Her face is in your hand and you’re about to kiss her before you realize the shocked expression on her face.

“Um, thanks,” you say releasing her.

Yuruki steps up, “If you’re not going to kiss her I will,” she plants a fat wet kiss on the blue-haired girl’s lips. You can see Opal tensing up slightly before relaxing into Yuruki’s kiss. “Johnny, you’ve got good taste.” Opal’s cheeks are a bright burning red.

“I, um good luck,” she gives John a quick kiss before running off.

“Wow, hold up, buddy system Opie,” Yuruki calls out, Jack following the pair.

You and John watch the screen, as Erika introduces the new announcer for the day. “Welcome back, I hope everyone is having a great time in our lovely city. Today we have our Quarterfinals and competitors will be allowed 4 pokemon each. And I am ecstatic to introduce our fantastic commentator, Iono the world famous streamer here all the way from Paldea.”

The crowd erupts in a chorus of applause. A woman walks out on stage, her hair a mix of pastel blues and pinks with magnemite of matching colors pinned to either side of her head. She wears a huge baggy yellow coat, and from the camera’s vantage point it appears not much else. “’Ello, ‘ello, hola! Ciao and bonjour! Y’know when Erika was telling me how great the people were here, I thought surely they can’t be that amazing. But here you are, almost as good as my subscribers.” She holds her hand up to her forehead, the loose baggy sleeve hanging down over half her face. “Wait, wowzah! Many of you are my subscribers aren’t you? Or at least you will be. Well anywho, your eyeballs are MINE— caught in my Electroweb! Whosawhatsit? Iono! I’m the comentator here!” She smiles into the camera, her teeth a mesh of points.

The crowd cheers obviously loving Iono’s energy. You’d watched some of her streams in the past but weren’t ever a die hard fan. “Ladies, gentlemens, and those between and beyond! Are you readyyyy?! Let’s hear it for our challengers, Amber of Pallet Town and John of Viridian City.”

You turn giving John one more kiss, before you walk out into the view of the stadium cameras with John behind you. The crowd is still roaring with cheers. “Nyohoho! Would’ya look at that!” She looks to the camera, but when the screen doesn’t do as she wishes she marches off to the back of the stage. A clang of stuff falling over, metallic crashes. Then she reemerges with a black object in her sleeve covered hand. “Lesse see here,” she finagles the object, and the giant hanging screen changes to a zoomed in shot of your chest. Nearly on full display from Yuruki’s choice of dress.

“Hot diggity dang! What a set of knockers!” The screen shifts the camera flowing over John’s body next, up his huge arms, over his muscular chest, and finally resting on the bulge beneath his pants. “Woo! Our viewership will be through the clouds if we get a forfeit here!”

You clench your fists. You weren’t really a fan before, but you definitely aren’t now. You are growing more and more tired of everyone hoping for you to lose. John places a reassuring hand on your shoulder, “Don’t mind her. You’re amazing, let’s give them a good battle.”

“Deal,” you say, wrapping your arms around John as best as you can.

“Say whaaat?! Our challengers seem very friendly, I ‘unno ‘bout you but that makes it all the more exciting. Anywho, it’s ‘bout time to begin!”

The screen swaps from Iono’s zoomed in oogle cam, to the more standard view of the battlefield. John stands opposite you, a big smile on his face. The sound of the crowd is deafening, you can feel everyone’s eyes on you once again.

“Gimme an electrifying show, and let’s get this show on the road!” You grab your first pokeball prepared to battle John. One deep breath before throwing out your first partner.