To the Lab!

That last thought stuck with you, you know you wanted to get to the lab before Blue. Judging from some of your previous dealings when you tried to beat Blue, you still ended up on bottom, or doing some humiliating task. You clench your fist with resolve and run to the lab as fast as you can, the wind blowing your skirt up and giving no one in particular a great view of your lace panties.

As you crash into the door, running into the lab you give the assistants who were sitting at the desk that same view before you stop abruptly, only just now realizing how high that skirt was riding. Blushing and adjusting the skirt back into place, you give the assistants a shy smile.

‘Well, that could have gone better.’ You think to yourself.

You look toward the back of the lab, too embarrassed to talk to the assistant that had only recently come into town. The other assistant wasn’t much better, since he’d been a long time friend of Blue, which meant he would definitely be telling him ALL about what underwear you were wearing the second he got an opportunity. “Great..” You mutter to yourself as you walk into the back of the lab. Glancing around you do not see the Professor or Blue. However, you do see three pokeballs that are set neatly out on the table.

Behind the table are rows and rows of shelves holding all sorts of Pokemon books and documents that the Professor had collected in his studies. In the other corner of the room is a computer and a small coffee table next to the desk. Separating the bookshelves from the small coffee table are several pictures of Pokemon you’d never even heard of.

You glance around for a minute and begin to wonder if you were either way too early, or way too late. Just as you decide you might start to go look around for Professor Oak, you hear a very familiar, somewhat arrogant voice.

“Black. Lace. Panties.” You turn to see the source of it, of course, it was Blue.

Groaning, you glare back at him. “He ALREADY told you?”

Blue just smiles and ignores your question, “Very nice. I wouldn’t have thought you’d have worn a dress that short, Red.” He comes closer to you and gives you that arrogant grin he had every time he knew he could tease you.

Slightly flustered, you respond rashly, “S-shut up. It’s not like it’s any of your business what I wear.”

Laughing, he glances over to the Pokeballs and grins as he picks one up. “Gramps is on his way. He told me to go get you, but your mom said you were in a hurry this morning.”

Just as he spoke those words the door opened again and the Professor came to the back of the lab. “Oh good! Red, Blue, you’re both here.” He smiles as he adjusts his lab coat and takes a glance at your outfit.

“I see you’ve decided to wear something different to mark the occasion.” Professor Oak says lightly, “That’s good, I like the new look.” Somehow, you wondered if he was listening in before he came in, but then dismiss it as ludicrous.

“Well, now that I’ve got the two of you here, Red! It’s only natural we let ladies go first, so here I have three Pokemon here!” He laughs to emphasize his excitement.

“When I was younger, I was a serious Pokemon Trainer, you know.” Both you and Blue sigh, you’ve heard this story all too many times. “I used to travel…” He began to tell you and Blue all about his adventures.

After what seemed like an hour, he finally begins to come to his conclusion. “In my old age, I have only three left. But I want each of you to have one! Choose wisely.”

“It’s fine, she can choose first anyway.” Blue says confidently. “She’ll lose to me anyway.”

You grit your teeth and bite back a remark, instead deciding to take the advantage you did have at least, and choose the best one of the three. Examining the pokeballs you note there are Charmander, Bulbasaur, and Squirtle.