Take on Brock!

Making your way back to Pewter City, you make one last stop off at the Pokécenter. Once your team's healed, you visit the local Pokémart.

"Heya, girlie." The redhead on the counter says, as you set down a shopping basket full of battle supplies before her. "Don't tell me you're challenging Brock again already?"

"Yeah, I am." You announce, as she scans your items.

"You must be a real glutton for punishment." The shopkeeper decides. "Well don't worry. There's a discount on clothes for repeat customers."

"I'm not gonna need it." You say with some confidence, taking your bagged up items.

-

"Back so soon?" Camper Jerry asks as you approach him. "You didn't fall for me or Brock, did you?"

"Not quite." You respond. "I just really wanna take you both down a peg or two."

"Let's see if that's even possible." Jerry snorts, sending out his Sandshrew. "I'm gonna enjoy fucking you again."

In response, you release Bulbasaur into the arena. He's healed, stronger than ever and raring to go. All of a sudden, Sandshrew doesn't look so tough.

Bulbasaur opens with a strong attack, blasting Sandshrew with a gust of razor-sharp leaves. Even with it's tough, craggy hide, the poor creature takes some bad hits.

Bleeding and buffeted, the shrew Pokémon is put on the back foot as Bulbasaur advances. All it can do is attempt to curl into a more defensible ball shape, hoping it's hide will protect it. On your bidding, Bulbasaur lashes out with a pair sturdy vines, wrapping around Sandshrew, enveloping him.

When the yellow creature fights against his bonds, Bulbasaur responds by swinging it into the air and releasing his hold on him.

Sandshrew flies through the air, striking the floor of the Gym with a sickening thud. Unsurprisingly, he's out for the count after that.

"Aw, what a shame." You goad Jerry as he recalls Sandshrew. "I figured you'd get in at least one hit."

"You got lucky, Red." Jerry insists. He doesn't look nearly so cocky anymore. "In ten minutes, you're gonna be right back in Brock's back room!"

"We'll see, won't we?" You smirk, elbowing past the defeated Camper.

-

"I thought I heard your voice." Brock notes, as you approach the heart of the Gym.

"Honestly, two challenges in one day is kind of a first." Brock tells you. "If you're that interested in another session in the back, you don't need to make a show of losing. We can just head back there and-"

"I don't think so, Brock." You tell him. "You've got a Boulder Badge with my name on it."

"Is that so?" Brock smiles, pulling a Pokéball off his belt. "Why don't you come get it, then?"

As soon as he's finished talking, Brock sends out his Geodude, and your rematch has begun in earnest.