Straight to the Vermilion Gym! Well, almost.

Your tiny skirt and cleavage-baring tank top are your unfortunate choice of dress again today. You can’t even make it out of the Pokemon Center without having catcalls tossed your way. Of course, they’re all from Nurse Joy, so maybe that doesn’t count.

As soon as you’re outside, you set off for the Gym. Right after you check out that home décor shop. Seriously, why does Vermilion City have so many cool stores? Ohhhh, you’re definitely coming back here once you’re a Pokemon Master. And you’re buying everything!

Navigation Check: Failed!

Well, after spending an hour or so, you figure you should finally head to the gym. You look at your phone to check the time and… huh, it’s been three hours. It sure didn’t feel like it. Oh well. You set off in the direction of… huh. You’re lost. Didn’t this exact thing happen less than a day ago? Fortunately it’s daytime, so there are plenty of people to ask for directions this time. In fact, there’s one right now.

“Get lost, paparazzi. I’m not giving you a headline for your garbage magazine article.” A beautiful woman is walking towards you with several people holding cameras, swarming around her like flies. It’s easy to see why. Her immaculate, chestnut brown is clipped in the back, giving her a cute flair sticking upward while the rest hangs down a bit past her shoulders. In the front, two strands of hair rest on either shoulder, giving her a refined, unapproachable look. Her well-rounded breasts sit beneath a fashionable black collared blouse. Probably C-cups, and pretty big ones too… She wears a purple pencil skirt that shows a good amount of leg, and the entire outfit is pulled together by a pretty emerald necklace sitting in the v-neck of her shirt.

You stand gawking at her openly, not only because of how gorgeous she is, but because you recognize her. It’s the trainer that visited Rifure Town and inspired you to become a trainer in order to earn respect! It looks like she’s about to coast by you without any acknowledgement, but she abruptly stops just a couple feet from you, as though you just now entered her field of view.

“Oh hey, if it isn’t my favorite cuntlicker. What are you doing so far away from home?” Ah. Yup. That’s probably what she would remember you for, after all. That aside, your nerves are wracked to have such a jaw-dropping woman addressing you directly, and matters aren’t helped by the gnats around her suddenly buzzing with rumors.

“U-Umm, ‘mm here for badges…” you stutter.

“Badges? Like gym badges? Are you trying to tell- Get that camera out of my face. Last warning,” she scolds one of the cameramen. “Are you trying to tell me that you’re a pokemon trainer now?” You nod. She begins hooting with laughter as she says, “You’ve gotta be kidding. I distinctly remember the people of Rifure Town saying you were ONLY good for fucking. And it sure seemed to be-”

A brave cameraman slides between both of you and asks, “Gina, who is this girl? Could this be a lover you’ve been keeping secret from the public? The apple of your eye? The flame within your heart?”

*SMASH*

With no further warning, the lens of his camera is shattered as the whole thing collides with the ground. “Does anybody else want to test the integrity of their camera?” Gina dares. The paparazzi all scatter in different directions.

“Bunch of assholes…” she sighs. “So, have you fought the Gym Leader here yet?” You shake your head, feeling too shy to speak. “Not one for words, huh? It’s okay, talking doesn’t suit you. Anyway, have a blast getting your ass beat by Surge. Be sure to let me know how hard you crash and burn,” she says, beginning to walk away.

“Wait!” you cry. “Where?” Gina looks at you in confusion. Umm… Uhh… Gotta articulate this properly… “WHERE GYM!?” you blurt out. Way to not make a fool of yourself in front of a celebrity.

Gina grins widely. “It’s my policy not to help out cavewomen, but I’ll make an exception just this once. Head up to the corner, turn left, then left again. You’ll be at the back of the gym, so go through the fence and head around to the front. Weird design, but that’s the way it is. Smell you later!” What? Why did she say that? Do you smell bad? …How incredibly rude! Gina is rude!