Research (Daisy POV)

You lay on your bed watching the computer screen. One tab open to Tom Ketchum’s trainer page with its utter lack of information. You hear the door creak, and look over to see Kloo, your pet Eevee, pushing past the half closed door. He jumps up next to you, and you scratch his head while still trying to find any new info on your father.

Kloo jumps around you, pushing his paws into your butt. You check the time and realize how late it is. “Sorry buddy, I didn’t know it was this late.” When you stand up, he excitedly runs out in front of you. Looking back over his shoulder to make sure you’re still coming. He dances around his food bowl as you near the kitchen. “Here you go,” you tell him as you dump his can of food out. He digs in ignoring you once he has his food.

You give him a final pet before walking back down the hallway. You press play and the newest Misty compilation starts playing. You’ve been watching so many videos, figuring that would give you a chance at recognizing familial traits in any other rookies. You have a list of trainers who could maybe be yet another sibling. None of them looked as close as Douglas does to Blue.

You look at the current trainer. He’s got the black hair and maybe his jawline, you wouldn’t exactly call it a match but you grab his info from the screen dropping him into your list of maybes. You laugh when you scrub forward to the next clip, Blue seems to have made his way into basically every Misty compilation. “I SAID I’LL JUST TAKE THE FUCKING MONEY!” you say along side your brother.

You scrub through a few more clips, nobody really standing out to you. But you’re feeling a little turned on, just a side effect of watching porn for a couple hours. You’re not even sure when it happened but you started playing with yourself while looking through. Amber’s victory came next on the compilation.

Your finger hovers over the fast forward button, but the finger on your clit wins out. You watch as Misty kneels for your friend. You reach into your end table drawer finding your vibrator. You push your pajama bottoms down giving you better access to your crotch. You watch the smile on Amber’s face, you’ve heard the retelling of the story so you know she’s trying not to laugh at Blue’s anger.

The buzz of the vibe sends waves of ecstasy through your body. Your juices leaking out onto your bed sheets. You plunge the toy into your pussy, pushing you closer and closer. You hold out, trying to time your orgasm to match with Amber’s. Amber flips off the crowd, or more specifically Blue, so you know the end is near. Amber starts shaking, and you let go, your own body convulsing in your climatic finish. Misty stands up kissing Amber and the clip ends.

You’re still recovering when the next clip starts playing. You turn off the vibrator, setting it down to rest on your stomach. Your fluids pooling into your navel. You stare at the screen, trying to catch your breath. Douglas comes on screen, he takes Misty from behind. Pushing her face to the ground as he fucks her ass. You hit the pause button, stopping your new brother mid thrust.

You lay there, staring up at the ceiling. You feel like you’re so close to finding out about your dad, but then you’re stuck with no new information coming through. Your phone buzzes, you blush seeing Amber’s name on the screen. You wipe your fingers off on the bedsheet before checking the message. “I was signing up for the Rookie Tournament. And I saw this name on the signup board.” The attached picture shows a big list of names. You see B. Oak and are about to respond to Amber saying of course Blue is entering the Tournament, but then you see what the message was really about. A. Ketchum is right next to Blue’s.

You sit up, your vibrator sent flying to who knows where. You quickly type the name into your search bar. Is this it? They have your dad’s last name. This could be the final step in finding him. What is this? You’ve never seen an emptier trainer page. Only the bare minimum of information has been filled in. No picture, no personal info, not even their first name. A. Ketchum and their 3 badges are the only bits of info available.

Ugh, you fall back into your bed. They have to know more about your dad. You sit up again, that’s it. You’re going to the Rookie Tournament. You’re going to find this A. Ketchum and find out more about your dad. You jump out of bed, change outfits, and pack a bag. “Kloo, you’re going to stay with your grandma for a bit.”

Kloo follows you over to your mom’s house. She’s already in bed, but you let him in and send her a text telling her that you’re going to watch the tournament. You still haven’t told her you’re looking for your dad. You give him a good pet behind the ears before heading over to the lab.

Grandpa is missing when you get to the lab. He’s been hard to find over the past month. Oh well, you don’t need him anyways. You open the cabinet in the back. You grab Fearow’s ball. He’ll carry you to Celadon and then return home when he’s done. You feel excited, this is it. You can feel it, you’re about to find out more about your dad. “Tom Ketchum, here I come,” you say hopping on Fearow’s back.