A Viper in the Hole (Pokémon)

Thank you for the chapter!

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Skorupi
huh? A solid addition with good coverage against one of the poison type's weaknesses. I like it.
 
Man Buggsy is so incredibly dense. Still good job Ran on not blowing your top.

And damn shame there aren't any poison specialists in Johto, cause that type advice from Buggsy sounds sus but partly true
 
Haah... I guess Bugsy is a child as well, after all. It's unreasonable not to expect him to react with some degree of hostility to Ran. It's a shame, too. Hopefully, this victory will allow Ran to let go of at least part of his hatred, rather than allowing it to fester further.
 
Wow, wasn't expecting Bugsy to be such a little prick. First he actively threatens Ran that if he doesn't return for a match he'll hamstring his entire journey.

Then he uses Pokémon that are clearly too strong for a 2nd badge match. Then has the temerity to imply that Ran can't control his Golbat when it was him and his Scyther that caused excessive injury to Rans Spinarak. And criticizes him for not using his Golbat when his Scyther got dunked on by Ekans. Calls him childish for being bitter over a three year delay when anyone would be, and then claims he just "out performed him" by lucking out with finding and catching a wildly more powerful Pokémon.

And then, on top of all of that, basically forces Ran to accept a new Pokémon into his roster, out of no where, in front of everyone in what seems to be a publicity stunt.

Holy shit, I would have popped him in the mouth for half that shit. For the other half I'd have gone full scorched earth and aired his fucking threat about making Rans journey harder in front of everyone. Let him sit on that and spin.
 
Holy shit, I would have popped him in the mouth for half that shit. For the other half I'd have gone full scorched earth and aired his fucking threat about making Rans journey harder in front of everyone. Let him sit on that and spin.
Yeah, Bugsy doesn't really seem to realize exactly how badly he handled all of that.
 
Interlude 2: Bugsy
Officially becoming Gym Leader was a momentous occasion, which put the previous day's events on a pedestal comparable to the day of his semi-final match at the recent Conference and the day he captured his starter. Today, however, his very first full day as a Gym Leader, is turning out to be a significantly more sour experience.

Of course Bugsy hasn't kept any particularly close track of the other applicants for Walter's sponsorship, ever since he earned the spot for his year, but it has genuinely been a pleasant surprise to find no less than three unsponsored trainers waiting in front of his Gym on the first morning of his tenure. Azalea Town normally only produces a very small number of aspiring trainers every year. So to think that in his very first year, they'll be sending out a total of four candidates… It feels at first like the perfect feather in his cap.

It can make for the perfect announcement of the start of his tenure. Hailing from Bugsy's Azalea Town, a strong batch of rookie trainers! An ideal clean break with the stagnant past of Walter's reign and a perfect opportunity to show everyone that, for all that Azalea Town is fortunate to have one of the eight official Johto Gyms, they are worthy of that honor.

But after that initial moment of hopefulness, which carries him easily past the annoyance of having to search for the three rookies' Common Gym Challenge licenses in the organizational mess that is the Gym he's won, things start going wrong rapidly. Because immediately upon handing out the licenses, it becomes apparent that of the three boys in front of him, one isn't planning to set out at all.

Immediately, the idea of sending out a total of three, rather than four, trainers from Azalea Town this year sours his mood slightly. But he's enough of a professional to hide the displeasure, not to mention the very decent consolation prize that is getting a Gym Trainer out of the deal. That's one problem solved at least, following the impromptu walkout by the old staff which was initiated by a vengeful sore loser - Clarence.

But it is no more than a consolation prize, one that rapidly loses what little shine it had when, for the second time in two days, he has to suffer through the indignity of a walkout. Because Ran Carr and Spencer Curtis - names he'd forgotten in the past few years due to their irrelevance to him - declare their intent to challenge for their first badges elsewhere, rather than in their hometown. Which is a decision that catches him so totally off-guard that he doesn't even manage to muster a true response until the door has slammed shut behind the latter of the pair.

He's left standing alone in an empty Gym, with only the ugly water motif running throughout the building's interior for company. Which is good, because that at least ensures that nobody hears him swear when he fully processes what just happened.

Why would those idiots stomp on tradition in such a terrible way? Over what? Loyalty to Walter and Clarence? Hardly, neither of the water-type specialists was the type to offer a helping hand without getting something in return and neither had ever seen the need to expand the efforts undertaken by the Gym to support Azalea Town's local trainers. So the odds of them engendering any loyalty from two unsponsored rookies were slim to say the least.

Do they not realize just how much this weakens Azalea Town? How much it weakens the Gym's reputation? How much it weakens him personally?

He's got an uphill battle to fight already, as a losing Silver Conference semi-finalist, to establish himself as a worthy Gym Leader. Already, their Gym was seen as one of the 'soft' targets, due to their lack of impressive sponsored trainers, as well as thanks to Walter's diminishing skills and roster. Changing the type-specialization to have a clean break with the past will help, but now the shadow hanging over him will be fed further by the thought that the local trainers don't consider his Gym worth their time.

As if he doesn't have anything to say or offer to starting trainers. The audacity is staggering!

But he can't spare their foolishness too much time or attention. He's got a gym to prepare for a new era. Starting tomorrow morning, challengers might be showing up, even if Spencer and Ran won't be amongst them. Next week, he needs to send out a sponsored trainer and Walter just left this year's applications in a large, unsorted mess on his desk, so he doesn't even know how many applicants he'll need to provide a ball or capturing partner for. Not to mention that due to the time crunch, he won't be able to make any of the larger changes to Azalea Town's sponsorship model which he'd been hoping to institute immediately.

Right, first things first. He'll have an applicant for the position of Gym Trainer in the evening. He should do some digging into just what Tommy Park's been up to for the past three years. If he's got some time to spare, he might even look into the pair of badgeless rogues that just departed his Gym as well.



Three days pass in a blur, as Bugsy desperately does everything he can to run his Gym. He hires a receptionist whom he manages to lure away from Goldenrod City with the promise of a bump in pay, gives Tommy a chance as his first Gym Trainer despite some worrying stuff showing up in the background check, and delves frantically into Ilex Forest in the day's earliest and latest hours as he does his best to build the extensive roster expected of a Gym. He's already regretting challenging for the position, but not enough to quit. He won't give Walter and Clarence the satisfaction. No, he just has to keep his head above water - ironic, that - for long enough, until the Gym is properly functional and the mad rush of the takeover dies down a little.

All of that is in the assumption that he doesn't end the day curled up into a little ball as he cries himself to sleep, of course. Because a big fat red circle on the Gym's old-fashioned paper calendar - could Walter have been any more of a fossil? - makes it very clear that even if he has the keys to the Gym, today is the day where he'll actually be officially acknowledged, or left as a powerless placeholder.

Because the first Gym Leaders' video conference call of the season is on the schedule.

He's battled all of them in their capacities as Gym Leaders, of course. Beaten all of them, too. But that was with his best team, whilst they may have used one or two of their elites in turn, but never a full squad. Not to mention the not so minor detail that he isn't Clarence. Knowing how busy they all are, it's quite likely that none of them have realized that he, Bugsy, is the Gym Leader. So their reactions upon seeing him will be quite revealing at least.

He's staring at the waiting screen, having clicked the button to join the call half an hour before its scheduled start time and with a few minutes to spare, when somebody actually begins the call. Immediately, the waiting screen disappears and he comes face to face with Pryce, who is apparently the first of the other seven leaders to show up for the call.

He stares in surprise at the unexpected grim face of Mahogany Town's Gym Leader, unsure what to say, giving Pryce the opportunity to break the silence instead.

"Bugsy. You're punctual. Good." Pryce hums, before falling silent once more, looking down at his desk for a moment as he shuffles some papers around, seemingly distracted for a moment.

Bugsy breathes out softly in relief at the venerable former Elite's approval, but before he can actually respond, Pryce seems to find what he was looking for, as he fishes out a paper from amongst his files, before his cold gaze locks onto the camera once more.

"You're the first worthwhile talent produced by Azalea Town in years! Walter never managed a properly satisfactory explanation, so you tell me. Why is your town not doing its part in strengthening Johto?" Pryce demands coldly, his continuing glare at the camera freezing Bugsy in place, leaving him feeling like a Caterpie caught in a snowstorm.

"Uhh- I- That is-" Bugsy sputters uncertainly, caught flatfooted by the directness of the other Leader's question.

Pryce frowns, but before he can continue to push, two people appear in the call near-simultaneously.

To Bugsy's immense delight, they are the two faces he's closest to both geographically and in age, as Falkner and Whitney appear on his screen. As a nice side-benefit, this shrinks Pryce's share of the screen, making the old man's frosty presence a lot less imposing.

Falkner is quiet, taking in the other present faces, before sinking back in his high back chair and steepling his fingers in front of his face. Combined with his hairstyle, this has the effect of obscuring most of his face, leaving only a lone piercing eye visible. As for Whitney, she has no such compunctions, instead barging right on into the 'conversation' and putting herself front and center.

"Pryce! Falkner! Bugsy? I was expecting Clarence. You're an improvement, don't get me wrong, but what gives?" Whitney asks, turning his attention to him curiously. Unlike with Pryce, though, she at least seems both genuinely curious and friendly.

But he is yet again prevented from answering, as Falkner actually speaks up first.

"I'm sure we're all curious about that, but I suggest we wait for the others before Bugsy explains his elevation. After all, I'm sure none of us want to hear the same story twice." Falkner declares, drawing a brisk nod from Pryce and a slightly disappointed sigh from Whitney, though she doesn't contradict him on the issue.

The next few minutes are filled with Whitney badgering Pryce about some favored pupil of his, though Pryce cuts the topic off at every turn, keeping Bugsy from gaining any proper insight into just what that's about as Clair, Jasmine, Chuck and finally Morty join the call in short order. For a moment, Whitney seems entirely content to just keep bothering Pryce, until, to Bugsy's surprise, Chuck of all people cuts her off.

"We're all here, let's get to it already!" The energetic fighter declares, which is enough to silence Whitney and draw everyone's attention.

"Very well," Pryce accepts, seemingly grateful for the opportunity to actually start the conference, as he shuffles through his papers before looking at the first one, "First order of business: Azalea Town's new Gym Leader. Walter's desire to retire-"

Morty lets out an amused snort at the likely unintended rhyme, but Pryce carries on without acknowledging the byplay.

"-was well known, as was his wish to look for an Azalea Town native as a successor. Bugsy, most of us expected Clarence to be sitting in your seat. Because of this, the issue was raised that-" Pryce speaks, only to get briskly interrupted by another voice.

"Oh don't beat around the bush, Pryce," Whitney cuts the conference call's apparent chairman off with clear annoyance, before addressing the entire group, "This is an issue I've discussed with some of you before. It's something I've been considering ever since Walter first mentioned that he was thinking about retirement, really."

Bugsy can only listen quietly and with a growing feeling of apprehension, as Whitney turns the conversation in a direction that doesn't feel promising for him in the least.

"Essentially, if we're really invested in making sure that the next generation is stronger than the ones that came before, we can't keep letting ourselves be limited by traditions. I get that I'm the only one that's really deviated from the whole 'hometown badge first' idea, and I'm not telling any of you to change your approach in that regard. But surely you can all see that, if we want Gym Leaders to be pillars of strength in their community, if we want them to be leading figures for others to aspire to… we can't just keep limiting ourselves only to the people that grew up in the right town?" Whitney declares dramatically, eyes searching as she looks at the screen.

There is no immediate response, though more than one of the other Leaders has a pensive expression. Clair in particular stands out, as she started nodding along approvingly almost from the second Whitney opened her mouth, only to keep going even as Whitney stops speaking.

"Indeed," Pryce finally speaks up once more, cold gaze fixated on his camera, giving the impression that he's staring directly at them all, "As I was saying, the issue was raised that you might not be the best possible candidate for the position of Gym Leader. Which is why there will be a vote later, to decide whether your position is accepted, or whether any of us wish to present any challengers for the position. For now, explain how you became Walter's successor, rather than Clarence." Pryce instructs, drawing a nervous gulp from Bugsy as he becomes the sole focus of Johto's Gym Leaders.

He squirms uncomfortably in his seat as he truly becomes the sole focus of the seven 'established' Johto Gym Leaders. Still, he has nothing to hide or be ashamed of.

So, he can only forge onwards. Thus, he starts to speak, "Walter got in touch during the Conference Finals, informing me that he wanted to retire and that he wanted me to battle Clarence for the position, if I was interested. I was, so I hurried back to Azalea Town after the Conference. I beat Clarence pretty easily, at which point he left town in a huff. Initially, Walter had said that he'd be staying around for a while to help his successor ease into things, but once I'd officially been announced to the people in town, he apparently changed his mind. The Gym has shifted to a bug-type specialty and we're working with a reduced staff for now, but all in all our start has been alright."

"A bug-type Gym, really, is this what we're reduced to?" Clair scoffs when none of the other Gym Leaders speak up, instead looking at him assessingly.

Immediately, before Bugsy can even get properly flustered by the insult, Pryce speaks up sharply, "The only reason you have your seat is your own cousin's ascension to a higher position, girl. You will show respect to those that rise to the same station of their own merit, or I will be happy to teach it to you."

Clair is clearly unhappy as she glares at her screen following the reprimand, leaving Bugsy to wonder anxiously whether Pryce has just earned him an enemy, or whether the clear animosity in Clair's gaze is reserved only for the ice-type master. Still, it's enough to keep everyone quiet, as Pryce takes the meeting in hand once more.

"Very well. Prior to this meeting, enough of you got in contact with me to make it very clear that you wished to present challengers, if Clarence had become the Gym Leader. However, those votes are explicitly targeted against Clarence, not Bugsy. So, we shall have a vote. Do those present accept Bugsy as the Gym Leader of Azalea Town for this Silver Conference circuit, or do any of you wish to present a challenger?" Pryce announces, causing Bugsy to shuffle around nervously in his seat, as they immediately get to the part of the conversation he's been dreading.

Pryce continues to speak after a brief pause, having given the various Gym Leaders just enough time to indicate their understanding, "We shall vote by order of seniority. I vote to accept Bugsy's position. Chuck?"

Bugsy's attention turns directly towards the fighting-type specialist, who seems deep in thought. Chuck doesn't respond immediately, his eyes remaining closed for nearly a minute, before he finally seems to nod to himself. When his eyes open, he speaks.

"I accept his position." He declares smoothly, before closing his eyes once more as he seems to return to his earlier thought or meditation.

"Morty?" Pryce speaks next, shifting everyone's attention to the enigmatic leader of Ecruteak Town.

Unlike Chuck, Morty doesn't need any time to think whatsoever, immediately answering, "Bugsy will do. I accept his position."

"Clair?" Pryce asks next, his tone neutral despite his earlier reprimand of the younger woman.

"He's unproven and unimpressive. I wish to present a challenger." She snaps, fiery expression seemingly daring Pryce to disagree with her.

The video call's apparent leader doesn't rise to her bait however, merely turning his attention to the next person in line, "Jasmine?"

"Bugsy did well against me and his performance at the Conference was satisfactory, but I haven't seen enough of him yet to be convinced either way. I wish to abstain." She announces, drawing a few disapproving murmurs from her fellow Gym Leaders. Jasmine seems unbothered however, merely looking at her screen with a steely gaze as she waits for Pryce, who is clearly amongst those that disagree with her decision, to move on.

Eventually, he does, leading Bugsy to the conclusion that either Jasmine's decision is allowed, or none feel confident in their ability to force her to change her mind.

"Whitney?"

For just a moment, Whitney's expression seems apologetic, but then she starts speaking confidently, "It's nothing personal against Bugsy, but I've got more than a few former sponsored trainers whom I think could do a great job, including this year's actual Conference winner, so I'd like to open the position to some challengers."

Doing a quick headcount, Bugsy feels himself grow pale as he realizes that Falkner has the ability to bring the count to a draw. He isn't sure what happens at that point but it probably won't be-

"I accept his position." Falkner speaks calmly, easily tearing Bugsy free of his increasingly worried thoughts.

"Are we really-" Clair starts to speak angrily, clearly unhappy with the outcome of the vote, but before Pryce can even get around to reprimanding her, another rises to the occasion instead.

"Shut up, Clair." Whitney interjects sharply, willingly drawing the dragon mistress' ire even though she herself is also on the losing side of the vote.

Yet, to Bugsy's pleasant surprise, said ire proves to be a quiet one as Clair, though she glares fiercely, does not speak again.

"Very well, Bugsy's position is hereby confirmed for this season. There will of course be an evaluation once the Silver Conference Finals have begun. Until that time, we shall speak of the matter no more. On to the next point on the agenda." Pryce announces, seeming to relish in the opportunity to get on to the more 'tedious' parts of the meeting, unlike most of the others, as Bugsy watches at least three pairs of eyes go glassy within the first fifteen seconds of what rapidly turns into a near-monologue from Pryce.

And that's without counting Chuck's closed eyes.

The next hour drags on seemingly indefinitely, as Pryce goes over budgets, sponsored trainer allocations, badge requirements, the minutiae of appropriate Gym rewards for each level of challenge and a dozen other minor administrative things. Ultimately, however, the once significant pile of paper in front of him is gone, which clearly signifies the end of the meeting.

"That's all for today. As always, make sure to send me any agenda points for our next meeting in advance. Unless anyone else wishes to chair the next call?" Pryce finally finishes up, gaze expectantly fixing on his screen as he waits silently for at least ten seconds, before sighing wearily.

"I assumed as much. Very well, good luck with the start of the season, all of you. Pryce, out." He announces, before disappearing from the call.

In short order, the other Gym Leaders start to disappear as well, but Bugsy hurriedly sends a direct message to Falkner, asking him to stay on the call for just a minute longer. Fortunately, the other Gym Leader seems to get his message just in time, as his gaze seems to sharpen for a moment.

It only takes a few more seconds for all of the others to have signed out, at which point Bugsy is left in a private call with the second-youngest Gym Leader in Johto.

"I'm listening." Falkner announces, his focused gaze reminding Bugsy of a bird of prey for a moment.

"Two unsponsored trainers from Azalea Town are on their way to Violet City, to challenge you for the Zephyr Badge." Bugsy announces without hesitation, finally pulling Falkner out of his earlier 'observing' pose, as the other trainer cocks his head in surprise.

"It's good to hear that your town has produced two unsponsored trainers, but why did you feel like telling me this, precisely? They're no childhood friends of yours whom you want special treatment for, are they?" Falkner asks, tone and expression growing significantly sharper towards the end of his reply.

"What, no of course not!" Bugsy hurriedly replies, crossing his hands in front of him as if to ward off the other Gym Leader's suspicions, "I just wanted to ask you to keep me updated on their performances, when they challenge you."

Falkner examines him for a moment, before offering a slow nod, "I can do that. But if they're no childhood friends of yours, is there any reason in particular you're keeping track of unsponsored trainers? Aren't they the same age as you? Were they your competition for the sponsored position three years ago?"

With his questions, Falkner inadvertently hits the nail on the head, something he clearly manages to read from Bugsy's expression, as his own expression darkens once more.

"I do hope you aren't holding on to any old grudges. They're unsponsored. You're already a Gym Leader. If there's any bad blood there, you should let go of it." Falkner cautions, jaw slightly tense as he continues to stare at the screen as if he could lurch forwards to snap Bugsy up at a moment's notice.

"No no you've got it all wrong!" Bugsy insists once again, before hurriedly offering a proper explanation, before Falkner can think even worse of him, "They both left Azalea Town without challenging me for their hometown badge! I offered them the very first legal time slots of the season but they both snapped at me and set off for Violet City instead! I just want to make sure that they aren't going to hurt Azalea Town's reputation whilst they're out on the road!"

"Oh." Falkner replies, the monosyllabic response a major departure from his earlier sharp questioning.

"So I was just hoping that you could let me know how they do against you, you know? Maybe let them know that they should return to Azalea as soon as possible for their hometown badge? They're not just hurting their own reputation, but mine as well." Bugsy continues hopefully, increasingly confident that Falkner will be sympathetic to his plight.

Falkner remains mute for a few long seconds, expression growing sharper once more as he yet again seems to examine Bugsy. Finally, he speaks.

"You don't realize that they're probably doing this precisely because they want to hurt your reputation, do you?" The more experienced Gym Leader asks, smiling smugly when all he gets from Bugsy is a stunned expression.

"Think about it, Bugsy. You're the guy that ultimately stopped them from earning sponsorships. Now that they were finally getting their CGCs, you returned to personally hand them their licenses and remind them of the heights they'll probably never reach, because, again, you beat them. They're probably hoping to prove themselves worthy by winning a bunch of other badges first. That'd put you, and your Gym by extension, in a pretty bad light." Falkner continues to explain, leaving Bugsy with little recourse but to bury his face in his hands out of frustration as all the pieces finally click together.

Presented like this, the issue is glaringly obvious. Which makes it all the more damning that he genuinely didn't catch on to it himself. In his own defense, he has genuinely been terribly busy and, unlike Ran and Spencer, his past three years haven't been filled with constant reminders of the sponsorship trials. But that doesn't really excuse his inattentiveness, does it? After all, a Gym Leader doesn't just need to understand pokémon, but trainers, as well.

Falkner lets him sulk for a few seconds, before speaking up once more, "Give it some thought. If they show up here, I'll make sure to lean on them and try to convince them to turn back to Azalea Town. I'll even let you know so you can follow up on that as you please. But consider this, how would you feel if three years ago, somebody had beaten you for the sponsorship and now, three years later when you finally get to set out, that guy returns to take over your hometown Gym?"

Leaving Bugsy with that problem to puzzle through, as if he has the time to spare, considering the enormous amount of work he's already got on his plate, Falkner leaves the call. A few seconds later, with a loud, frustrated breath through his nose, so does Bugsy.



Days pass in a blur of frantic work, his Gym becoming properly active as trainers from all over Johto and Kanto start arriving in Azalea Town to challenge him for the newly minted - and awesomely designed, thank you very much - Hive Badge. Initially, he struggles slightly with settling on a proper grading curve, the lack of both experience and a mentor leaving him somewhat struggling when he has to determine what kind of challenge is suitable for a fourth-badge challenger compared to a fifth-badge challenger. On top of that, seventh- and eighth-badge challengers will be an entirely different issue once they start showing up, as, while it's easy enough to rapidly build out the pokémon roster the Gym needs for the lower badge challenges, he's got no such easy solutions for those that aren't strong enough for his personal team, yet too strong for what he can easily acquire with limited free time. At least he can trade for some exotic bug-types from Hoenn and Sinnoh to add some diversity to his Gym's roster, with more than one of Ilex Forest's stronger bug-types moving to the distant regions in turn.

Ultimately, for those stronger challengers that easily outmatch any 'normal' wild pokémon he can only spend his spare time on training up, he figures he'll try to use one or two members of his personal team and fill out the remaining team with 'lesser' Gym-pokémon. It's by no means a perfect system, as those that figure it out can easily set up against the weaker Gym-pokémon to gain highly advantageous positions for the remainder of the match, but that kind of adaptability and team members capable of exploiting such an advantage to the fullest are good indicators of a trainer that's ready for the Silver Conference. Additionally, it's not as if he has any applicants at that tier just yet, considering where they are in the season and with Azalea Town's badge not having been particularly prestigious in the past. Not to mention the town's somewhat inconvenient position compared to the rest of the circuit, which leads to most passing through relatively early in their journey.

Though there is an interesting diversion from that established norm when he gets a message from a challenger with no badges whatsoever. For she wants to immediately challenge at the eighth-badge level, which Bugsy initially almost declines on instinct. It's only when he realizes just how thoroughly bland and indistinct the message is, that he reconsiders. A quick personal message to Falkner soon yields confirmation that he has received, and rejected, the same message. Logically concluding that all of Johto's Gym Leaders must have gotten the same message, Bugsy ultimately decides to accept the challenge, booking it for a few weeks down the line. That'll prove to be interesting at the least.

He also spends a fair bit of time working on Tommy, as he rapidly gets his one-time classmate up to speed. Tommy's personal team is hardly anything to write home about, and Bugsy won't give him any advantages that might lead to Tommy abandoning the Gym and setting out on a journey of his own. That'd be a waste of the time and effort he's investing in the other trainer's development. But Tommy does gradually start to show some actual skill, enough to serve as a respectable Gym Trainer Challenge for low-tier challengers at least.

The final, and arguably most major, development in those first frantic weeks, is the selection of his sponsored trainer for the year.

With no time to completely overhaul how Azalea Town handles sponsorships, because he'd at least like to figure out a way to expand his sponsorship to a second trainer per year, he can only change the trial, which is itself a major departure from how Walter handled things. Because fundamentally, though he'd personally been successful thanks to his capture of Scyther back in the day, Walter's way of handling the trial relied too much on getting lucky enough to run into a good potential starter.

Instead, for his own first iteration of the selection process, each of his applicants receives a Weedle, with all of them the same age and strength, and a week to care for them. At the end of that week, each of the Weedles is weighed and measured, to test for its overall growth. Or that's how he planned to evaluate each of his applicants' respective efforts.

But then, on judgment day, Geoffrey Brooks, Jeff for short, releases a Kakuna, rather than a Weedle. None of the other applicants even dare to complain when Bugsy names his sponsored trainer on the spot. When he announces that Jeff won't just be setting out with financial support, but also with a freshly-hatched Scyther fathered by Bugsy's own Scizor, there are a fair few looks of envy though.

Those applicants that sport looks of envy are ones he'll need to keep an eye on, to avoid fostering any more grudges, but perhaps their disappointment can yet be turned into a healthy ambition. Overall however, in the short term he has other priorities.

All of his responsibilities, combined with the general hectic nature of life as a (beginning) Gym Leader, make it easy to forget about Ran and Spencer. Which is why, when Falkner suddenly sends him a message somewhat out of the blue, it takes Bugsy a moment to catch up to just what he's reading.

Falkner: AT run-aways came today. Spencer has an Onix, completely OPed anything I could put up against it at 1-badge. Cocky shit. Didn't listen to feedback. Don't think he'll come back to AT soon.

Falkner: Ran used Zubat. Evolved mid-fight after almost losing to Murkrow. As Golbat, he let it savage defeated opponent badly. Vengeful ass. Seemed more receptive to guilt trip over AT's reputation. Better chance of convincing him. GL.

He reads Falkner's messages a few times, somewhat annoyed by the other Gym Leader's insistence on not writing out proper sentences, before sending back a polite thank you message for the updates. Then, he ponders how to handle his two troublemakers.

Both seem troubling, though for vastly different reasons. A Pineco, as he recalls Spencer's starter being, is hardly an ideal option against a flying-type Gym, so using a rock-type is justifiable in that sense. That he'd go after an Onix however, that hints at a truly dangerous amount of overconfidence. That he's actually succeeded in capturing one and keeping it obedient enough to obey in a Gym battle… That hints at a mouth-watering amount of potential.

Ultimately, the message he crafts and sends Spencer is one of challenge.

Bugsy: Spencer, congrats on your win against Falkner. I hear you put on an impressive display. Though with an Onix, it's really not so much a matter of being a good trainer, as it is of releasing it and sitting back as it crushes its opponent. At your level, at least.

Bugsy: I am curious to see what you can do, though. Capturing it must have been an impressive feat. Return to Azalea Town and challenge me for your next badge. If you impress me, you'll be traveling with my support. I'll even throw in an extra future prize for that Onix of yours, which I'm sure you'll be needing eventually.

Bugsy: Let me know if you've got the guts to face me and if you're trainer enough to face me without capturing any more naturally strong pokémon to carry you to victory.

He does his best to agitate Spencer, relying on Falkner's read of 'cocky' to try and manipulate the boy into returning to Azalea Town. At the same time, if Spencer's ego alone isn't strong enough to lure him back, then perhaps the thinly-veiled allusions to a Metal Coat might still be enough to persuade him.

Unfortunately, Bugsy doesn't receive an immediate reply. In fact, even when he'll look back at the message the next day, there'll still be no reply.

As for Ran, there, he finds striking the right balance trickier. That there's some loyalty to Azalea Town there is encouraging, but whilst using an Onix at the first-badge level is perhaps in somewhat poor taste, badly hurting an already defeated pokémon is a lot worse. Plus, with Ekans as a starter and now a Golbat… poison-types and their trainers don't have a great reputation, with good reason.

Then again, between his hometown pride and perhaps an interest in poison-types… There might be a way to draw him back to Azalea Town after all…



When Tommy absentmindedly mentions having battled Ran earlier in the day, Bugsy just about freezes in place for a moment. He hurriedly recovers and carries on the explanation of ghost-type energy Tommy had requested, but even as he does so his mind is already miles ahead, as he speculates on what he's just been told.

Subtly, once his explanation's finished, he swiftly turns the conversation to Ran's presence in Azalea Town, as the other trainer's Spinarak - worryingly, yet another poison-type - proves an easy pivot point to turn the conversation to Ran's behavior and battling style. By the time Tommy goes home, Bugsy's hands are itching to send Ran a furious message, as the other trainer could at the very least have sent a confirmation, rather than leave Bugsy stewing in frustration at the thought that he'd been completely ignored by both of the unsponsored rookies hailing from Azalea Town.

Ultimately, common sense wins out, as the boy's decision to show up in Azalea Town without actually confirming as much to Bugsy directly probably means that his loyalty to the town played a larger part in his decision than the promised reward did. Angry as Bugsy is at the corresponding slight, he can't exactly be angry with the other trainer for being loyal to their shared hometown.

Thus, he looks up Ran's trainer profile, which is a lot more extensive thanks to his Gym Leader clearance compared to what a regular trainer would have access to. A team of Ekans, Spinarak and Golbat can really only mean one thing, as Bugsy makes a weary mental note that Ran is more than likely indeed going to specialize fully in poison-types.

Spinarak offers a small opportunity for a pivot Bugsy would enthusiastically endorse and which could do wonders for establishing Azalea Town as the premier authority on Bug-types, which is why he makes sure to put in a 'throwaway' offer to that effect in his message to Ran. He then makes sure to clarify that he expects a reply, at which point he hesitates.

Should he clarify just what reward he's got in mind for Ran, if he performs well? Or should he be a bit more open in his reasoning for pushing for a bug-type specialization? Perhaps he should go so far as to call the other trainer? Everything points to him being less than fond of Bugsy, but perhaps they could clear the air and move forwards in a way that doesn't just benefit Bugsy's own position as Gym Leader, but the Gym and the town by extension as well?

Before he can make any decisions, his pokégear buzzes, as Ran answers with a curt message of his own.

It confirms Ran's commitment to poison-types in the curtest way possible, the tone of the message immediately shelving any hopes Bugsy has of reaching out right now. Any attempt at clearing the air will have to wait until after their battle, then. Not that he'll likely have all that much time then, considering scheduling…

But if Ran does well enough to beat him and earn his reward, maybe he can at least plant the seeds to make him more amenable to a future reconciliation? Offering him a strong olive branch in the form of his intended reward can be a good start. Then, he can flag Ran in the system, to make sure that he gets an alert whenever the other trainer wins another badge. Congratulating him with a personal message in the wake of those achievements, along with his intended reward, can hopefully ensure that they can establish a proper, less hostile, working relationship down the line.



Author's Note: This interlude has been brought to you by the October Contributor Poll, as voted on by my supporters over on Patreon. I hope it sheds some amount of light on Bugsy's actions and the larger events taking place in the world, of which Ran is blissfully unaware. Ideally, this shows some of the complexity of Bugsy's position emphasizing that though he definitely has his shortcomings, he's also just struggling to keep his head above water rather than acting out of malice when he seems rude/antagonistic/inattentive.

As this reward is an additional one on top of my regular writing, it didn't feel right to use it as part of the regular update schedule. Depending on the response, I might maintain this approach for future updates, or I might make it a 'normal' update after all. If you want to weigh in on what kind of POVs get written in the future, you know where to go.
 
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I figured that Bugsy was trying to emphasize his new authority because of the inherent power-struggle he's facing as a brand new and pretty much unsupported Gym Leader, but wow. He really is quick to make conclusions with only the bare basics. He doesn't have a thorough grasp on Ran's goals or personality or work ethic, and doesn't actually factor in others' emotions as well as he seems to think he does. Since he keeps clinging to that initial conclusion, he keeps making just slightly offset blunders in his attempts to resolve things, doesn't he? At least he's trying!

I feel bad for him being thrown in the deep end, though. Walter was kind of a dick. Why bother with going out of his way to let Bugsy know to come battle Clarence if he was interested if Walter was never going to stick around to help on the off-chance he did win?
 
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Poor Buggsy, although Falkner hiding his own fuckup certainly doesn't help.

Man everyone apart from Whitney is just an immature child here.
 
Chapter 10
Five minutes after handing Spinarak's ball off to the Pokécenter Nurse, Ran finally relaxes when she returns to the front desk with a comforting smile. She assures him that Spinarak will be fine to travel by the next morning, while Ekans is already back to tiptop shape after just a few minutes spent in Chansey's care.

Ran gratefully thanks the nurse, his worry over his pokémon, which he'd suppressed during his battle with Bugsy only to resurface with a vengeance the moment he'd left the Gym, now finally abating once more. Next to him, his father offers him a final pat on the shoulder, congratulating him once more before heading off to work now that Ran's match is over and his pokémon are all fine. Ran himself returns to Bugsy's gym at a brisk walk, eager to catch the last part of Karolina's match and at least briefly catch up with Josie before she has to go to the waiting area ahead of her own match, but as he enters the spectator area it's only just in time to see Karolina and her Jynx teleport away, leaving a thoroughly unrecognizable battlefield behind.

The Mr. Mime that was previously on duty gets recalled by the referee, a well-rested one taking its place for the next challenger, as the first one gets a clearly well-deserved break. Whatever the details of the match, somebody had some powerful Ice- and Ground-type attacks in their arsenal, because the previously flat grassy field has been turned into a craggy, icy wasteland that looks like Ran imagines the foothills of Mt. Silver might.

Just then, Josie reaches him, clearly on her way towards the waiting area. Her eyes, gleaming with awed shock, are larger than he's ever seen them as she grabs him by the shoulders with both hands before shaking him vigorously.

"You missed it! That was incredible! She had a Piloswine! It knew Earthquake and Blizzard! She pushed Bugsy around like a chump! Then he finally beat it with a Scizor, though I don't think it was his starter, after which she used a Weavile that ran circles around them!" She rambles enthusiastically, leaving Ran little choice but to let her wear herself out for a few seconds, before finally gently peeling Josie's hand off of his shoulders.

"I'm sorry to have missed it Josie," He admits honestly, "I'll look the footage up later tonight and you can do a play-by-play, alright? Focus on your own match for now."

"Please," Josie immediately dismisses his words, though they do appear to have jarred her out of her previous fangirling at least, "I'll burn right through him. Five minutes, tops, and we can go have lunch."

"Sure thing," Ran agrees easily, sidestepping his friend and gently pushing her on towards the waiting area as he does so, "Good luck!"

With Josie refocused and on her way, Ran finally gets to pick out a seat for himself as the final trainer before Josie makes his entrance and starts his battle with Bugsy once the field's been restored to its proper state by the beleaguered cleaning staff. Clearly an unsponsored rookie like himself, Ran initially wants to root for the challenger, but when he's announced as having no badges yet and starts off by sending out a Rattata, Ran's interest soon wanes. That his second pokémon is a Bellsprout, something Ran finds out after just two minutes when the challenger needs to send it out once Rattata has gone down to Bugsy's Weedle of all things, does him no favors either.

The fight ends shortly afterwards, the short and one-sided match doing wonders for the Gym's schedule, after Ran's match ran over its allotted time earlier. As the defeated trainer stalks off in disappointment and Bugsy returns to his part of the field once more, Ran's hand idly drifts to the new pokéball at his side. He waits politely for Josie to walk through the doors and lock eyes with him, at which point he shoots her a thumbs up, but once her attention locks on Bugsy, he's typing away on his pokégear.

It's the work of less than a minute to discover that his new acquisition is housed in a Luxury Ball, which supposedly makes wild pokémon friendlier and more open to receiving training. It leaves Ran curious about what kind of poison-bug-type might justify or mandate such an expenditure, but before he can research the matter further, the match begins and his attention shifts firmly to the field.

Over the next handful of minutes, Josie confidently dominates the match from start to finish, letting Chief the Growlithe enjoy himself with his new chew toy in the form of the poor Caterpie that Bugsy starts off with. A few String Shots connect and it looks like his plan has some merit, until Josie has Chief use Flame Wheel to defeat Caterpie and burn away all the sticky threads that were bothering him in one fell swoop. Bugsy then brings out a Pinsir, which puts on a strong showing and gives Chief a run for his money.

The fight reaches a cinematic finish when Chief once more uses Flame Wheel, only to be caught in a Vise Grip before he can make firm contact. Both pokémon struggle to overcome the other for a few seconds, roaring flames licking away at Pinsir's body as it does its best to squeeze the pokémon between its enormous horns into unconsciousness before fainting. Chief comes away victorious however, Pinsir's grip growing slack mere moments before the flames cut out, as an exhausted, but still standing, Chief triumphs over the exhausted Stag Beetle Pokémon.

Ran cheers enthusiastically as Josie receives her own Hive Badge from Bugsy, his friend showing far more crowd awareness than Ran by actually turning to the spectators and offering them a gracious bow, which only intensifies the applause she receives for her strong showing. Ran isn't jealous of the warm reception she gets, even if it makes the crowd reaction he received earlier, somewhat lackluster. To the layman's eye, fire-types are simply far more attractive than poison-types, as they always offer visual spectacle and, thanks to pokémon's thick hides and fascinating biologies, rarely cause any visually unappealing injuries.

His own team is less-suited to flashy displays of raw power. Slowly grinding your opponent down or waiting to pounce in singular decisive strikes, as poison-types generally become dependent on as they grow stronger, is a far less well-received way of battling. But the crowd's adoration matters little to him, compared to the importance of succeeding as a trainer.

If the choice ever does present itself, he knows very well which of the two he values more. Although admittedly, in that regard, Josie is seemingly well on the way to having her cake and eating it too. Rather than let such thoughts sour his mood however, Ran merely claps for his friend as he gets up from his seat.

Now that they both have their badges, it's time to look forward once more. As he slowly meanders out of the bleachers and towards the front lobby, where Josie should join him once she's finished with her own brief conversation with Bugsy, he runs down a mental checklist.

Josie will have to check Chief into the pokécenter. They should both go and get lunch afterwards. Then there's time to make sure they're both fully stocked up on the necessary supplies for the journey through Ilex Forest and to Goldenrod City. Next, he has a new team member to meet. Once that introduction has hopefully gone smoothly, they can put the team members that didn't get any work in at the Gym through a light work-out before finally joining his father for a final dinner to end the day and their stay in Azalea Town comfortably.

It's a sensible plan and one that, once Josie and he are properly reunited in the lobby, is swiftly carried out. Once she's finished boasting about her fantastic performance, that is.

Throughout their visits to the Pokécenter, the sandwich place and the local Pokémart, Ran steadily starts to become more energetic, nervous energy slowly starting to leak out of him in tapping feet and fiddling fingers. Fortunately, Josie doesn't pay it much mind and the slight annoyance from the Pokémart's clerk doesn't really matter to him anyways. Especially not when his anxiety is quite justified.

After all, Sinnoh pokémon are quite rare, with direct contact with the other region still limited to the higher echelons of the Indigo League. Consequently, very little information about their pokémon is general knowledge in Johto and there's little more to be found on the net even if you go looking for it. So curiosity-driven anxiety is a very normal reaction to have, under the circumstances.

Finally, they make their way to Ilex Forest, claiming a large enough area for both of them to get some work in without hindering each other, before Ran finally starts to unclip his pokéballs. He releases Ekans and Golbat first, Luxury Ball heavy in his hands as the two pokémon appear in flashes of red light and look around curiously, soon focusing on the black sphere in Ran's hand.

"We beat Bugsy, Golbat," Ran explains first and foremost before further clarifying their current situation, drawing a congratulatory screech from the blue Bat Pokémon before he flies up to the nearest tree branch, clearly more comfortable once he's looking at the world from an upside down point of view, "Spinarak isn't with us right now, she got hurt pretty bad, so she's at the Pokécenter, though she'll be fine by tomorrow morning."

Ekans winds comfortingly between his legs as Ran mentions Spinarak's injuries, before finally slithering away a handful feet to curl up on a nearby large stone. His displeased hiss makes it quite clear that the stone isn't warm enough for his tastes, but it clearly isn't uncomfortable enough for Ekans to give up on his seat either.

"As a reward, we didn't just get the Hive Badge and a TM though. Bugsy also gave me a pokémon from Sinnoh. It's supposed to be a poison-bug-type for now, though if or when it evolves, it'll lose the bug-typing, according to Bugsy. That's all I know, so be ready for anything, alright guys?" Ran asks his two present team members, receiving clear unspoken answers from both as Golbat's eyes narrow to suspicious slits whilst Ekans turns from lounging lazily to coiling up in such a way that he can shoot forwards rapidly to attack, if necessary.

"Alright, here goes." Ran announces, before finally pushing the Luxury Ball's large button, not throwing it to release the Sinnoh pokémon at a distance but instead releasing it relatively close by. It's riskier, because if the pokémon's aggressive he's closer to danger, but the value of not having to waste time or attention on catching the rebounding Luxury Ball should at least enable him to return it quicker, if necessary.

The typical red light arcs down towards the ground in front of Ran's feet, before rapidly solidifying into a pale purple pokémon. Four short legs attach to an ovoid torso that runs parallel to the ground. At its rear, a menacing tail, covered in segmented exoskeletal armor before terminating in two white claws, rises into the air. At its front, teal oval eyes sit on a small almost egg-shaped head from which two small arms equipped with sharp white stingers point threateningly forward. Finally, its mouth is framed by two intimidating white fangs that seem ready to tear into flesh at a moment's notice.

"Sko-rupi!" The new arrival announces brightly, teal eyes darting around for a moment, the pokémon's small field of view keeping it from catching sight of Ekans or Golbat, before settling on Ran.

"Hi," Ran greets it drolly, "My name's Ran. A few hours ago, I beat the guy that traded for you and he gave you to me as part of my winnings."

Skorupi's eyes narrow in thought as it processes what Ran tells it, before it sags slightly, seeming disappointed at Ran's words.

"I don't really know anything about you yet, Skorupi, except that you're a poison-type and that you're from Sinnoh," Ran admits next, trying to get the unpleasant parts of the meeting out of the way as soon as possible, "We're in Johto, in case you didn't know that yet, and we don't have that much information on the different kinds of pokémon that live back where you came from."

The displeased hiss that Skorupi lets out as he continues to explain the situation is discouraging, though when it bends its tail to let the claws of its tail scrape threateningly along its own back, Ekans and Golbat interject as one. Golbat's screech and the rattling of Ekans' tail are enough to make Skorupi freeze in place for a moment, before it spins sharply in place to catch sight of the source of the threatening sounds, its tail shooting out instinctively to try and counter any sneak attacks.

With Ekans and Golbat both still in their previous resting places, it doesn't hit anything, of course, but the sharp looks both of Ran's more trained pokémon give the newcomer are clearly enough to cow it into listening once more, as it slowly turns to face Ran once more, tail lowering and visibly relaxing.

"Those are Ekans and Golbat, two of the other three members of the team. Spinarak isn't with us right now. You'll get to meet her later, if this conversation goes well," Ran easily continues, finally able to turn the conversation to what he hopes will be the enjoyable part, for both Skorupi and himself, "All of my pokémon are poison-types and I'm hoping to become a real specialist with a very strong team. Our goal for this year is to collect eight Gym badges, which we win by battling against a town's strongest trainer, so we get to fight in the Silver Conference, where all of the strongest trainers in Johto compete against each other to prove who the strongest is out of all of them."

His words clearly strike a chord with Skorupi, as his second bug-type visibly perks up, looking at Ran eagerly rather than threateningly.

"I'd like it if you joined our team," Ran continues, finally getting to the crucial point of this first meeting, "You'll have to listen to me and get used to training a lot, because I'm not the type of trainer who only ever tries to get stronger by battling. But my methods work, because we only just started on our journey a bit over a month ago and we've already won two badges. Plus, my other pokémon have all grown a lot stronger under my training already. Golbat was a Zubat when I first caught him, to give you just one example."

Golbat lets out a proud, affirmative screech at those words, though Skorupi doesn't turn to look at the flying-type again. Its quivering tail makes it clear that Ran's words aren't missing their effect however.

"If you're up to it, I'll be putting you through your paces to try and find out just what you can do today. Tomorrow, we start traveling towards the next city. Assuming you can keep up with the others, you'll get to have your first battles over the next couple of days. So, are you interested?" Ran finally finishes his spiel, falling silent as he awaits Skorupi's reaction.

"Skorupi! Sko sko skorupi!" Bugsy's gift shouts enthusiastically, compensating for the limited mobility of its head by bobbing its tail up and down instead.

"Great," Ran smiles happily, "Let's start off by seeing what moves you know! Turn to face that tree over there and have at it!"

Skorupi moves to obey immediately, leaving Ran barely enough time to open his tab with notes on his pokégear before attacks start following one after the other. It takes some research, some assistance from Ekans and Golbat as well as a fair bit of patience, but ultimately he's looking at an impressive list of seven moves, including one that's been sorely lacking from his team up to this point.

Poison Sting, Leer and Bite are standard fare, whilst Hone Claws and Poison Fang add much needed power and menace to Skorupi's arsenal, but it's the final two moves it shows off that have Ran beaming. First, Skorupi's fangs and claws gain a menacing mossy green glow as bug-type energy is concentrated before his pokémon bursts forwards with surprising speed, four sharp body parts digging deep into the tree it's been targeting all along.

It takes a fair bit of research, but Ran eventually determines that Skorupi just showed them Fell Stinger, a punishing bug-type attack that boosts the user's strength if it's used to decide a fight. Excited as he is about the potential ability to completely change the momentum of any battle, it pales in comparison to the excited whoop he lets out when Skorupi shows its final move.

It starts with Skorupi's armor glowing purple, briefly growing bristly with hundreds of tiny barbs, before it starts shaking, the barbs flying off in all directions and landing in a wide scattered area all around their makeshift battlefield. Once Skorupi finishes, Ekans immediately moves into action, serving as an improvised sweeper as he slowly clears Skorupi's spikes away in an ever-expanding circle with Ran at its center.

Ekans remains entirely unaffected by the many barbs even as they contact him before dissolving, solidifying Ran's good cheer as it fully confirms the move's exact name.

"You know Toxic Spikes!" He cheers ecstatically, racing to Skorupi and hoisting the surprised pokémon up into the air with a broad smile, almost dancing on the spot in joy.

Skorupi cries out plaintively, tensing uncomfortably in Ran's hands as it's clearly unhappy about its new position some six feet in the air, but Ran is deaf to its complaints for the moment, too caught up basking in the unexpected stroke of good fortune. Fortunately, Ekans knows his trainer well, as the purple Snake Pokémon lets out a series of variations on its name, likely communicating at least some degree of context to Skorupi.

Whatever Ekans 'says', it's enough to ease Skorupi's mood at least, as it once more relaxes in Ran's hands. Finally, as his arms start to strain from holding the not inconsiderable weight above his head, Ran calms down and sets Skorupi down onto solid ground once more.

"Sorry about that, Skorupi," He apologizes, finally calming down properly, "Toxic Spikes is a huge part of any poison-specialist's plans and none of the others learn it naturally. This is going to make a lot of stuff significantly easier, both for your own fights and for us as a team, if you can help Ekans and Spinarak learn it."

Ekans offers an affirming hiss, as Skorupi ponders Ran's words for long seconds before, finally, clicking its tail claws together cheerfully. The bug-type's good cheer draws another smile from Ran, before he finally turns the team's attention to training once more.

"Alright, we'll table Toxic Spikes for now. Golbat, do a quick patrol to make sure we'll have plenty of room to work with, I'll set up an obstacle course for you in a bit. Ekans, start with Stockpile, it's great that you pulled it off in a Gym battle, but you need to manage it even quicker. Skorupi, you and I will be starting out together. Now that we know your moves, it's time to get a baseline for your physical stats. We'll start out with sprints, let me measure out a track for you." Ran rattles off, his two more experienced pokémon dutifully getting to work, unlike Skorupi, which narrows its eyes at Ran in displeasure at the mention of sprints.

Ran shrugs apologetically, even as he draws a line on the ground with his foot before striding away measuredly, counting his steps mentally as he goes, "I know it's not fun, but I need to know what you're good at and what you're not as good at. The others all went through this shortly after joining the team as well!"

Ran isn't an expert on Skorupi's body language just yet, but he cautiously classifies the combination of Skorupi's downcast eyes with its lowered tail and stingers as 'sulking'. Accurate or not, Skorupi does move obediently towards the line Ran prepared for him. With an encouraging smile, Ran prepares his pokégear's stopwatch, before counting Skorupi off.

It's only the first of a series of physical tests he puts Skorupi through over the next hour, only pausing briefly to set up Golbat's obstacle course. Once that's all done, Golbat gets some one-on-one training whilst Ekans and Skorupi pair off. Though Ekans is still struggling with Scary Face, which Skorupi appears to show an intriguing amount of interest in, Toxic Spikes is too much of a priority for it to be postponed. Thus, Skorupi can immediately prove his value to the team, by instructing Ekans in its use.

Soon enough, the sun is setting and they get ready to leave Ilex Forest once more as they meet up with Josie and her team again. Skorupi is initially hesitant around the unknown fire-types, but relaxes somewhat when Ekans and Golbat greet Josie's team with friendly sounds. Josie herself examines Ran's new acquisition curiously for a few seconds, but atypically doesn't otherwise address the matter.

Shortly afterwards, their pokémon all recalled once more, they're having dinner with Ran's father, the conversation dominated by him as he keeps the focus firmly on the day's earlier Gym battles. Ran nearly glows with pride as his father repeatedly praises his earlier performance, clearly impressed by his son's prowess as a trainer. Josie for her part seems somewhat contemplative, though she does enthusiastically contribute a retelling of her own battle when Ran's father eventually asks her about it.

Once she's finished, she deflates slightly again when Ran's father briefly congratulates her, before turning the topic back to Ran's own battle, clearly more than happy to discuss Ran's second badge match for a fifth time that evening. Eventually however, the evening comes to an end, Josie saying her goodbyes as she returns to the pokécenter whilst Ran joins his father to do the dishes.

Dish towel in hand, Ran is caught slightly off-guard when his father finally seems ready to move on from discussing his fight against Bugsy.

"I didn't actually expect you'd succeed like this, you know," His father offers casually, his attention seemingly more focused on scrubbing away at a stubborn spot of dried out sauce than on their conversation, "I thought you'd come back with your tail between your legs, maybe a few badges in hand, savings used up and team permanently scarred. You could make a comfortable enough living here, working for the Gym or maybe working for Kurt or the Kiln more formally."

Ran does his best to keep his focus on the cutlery he's drying, his voice carefully neutral as he asks a question, "Why did you encourage me to try then, back when I didn't get the sponsorship?"

"Because if I hadn't, you'd have regretted not trying for the rest of your life." His father answers dryly, attention shifting to the pots and pans now that all of the smaller dishes have already been handled.

There's a deliberate detachedness to his father's voice that's enough to finally give Ran pause, his gaze drawn irresistibly towards his father's figure, half-dried plate in his hands temporarily forgotten.

"Why's that?" He urges cautiously, unsure of just how to handle his father's odd mood.

"Because," His father starts to say, pausing to let out a heavy breath before finally continuing, "Living life without at least one or two battle-ready pokémon relegates you to being a second-class citizen. It makes you weak, pliable, defenseless. Long ago, having a pokémon was for the privileged few. But nowadays, owning a pokémon is increasingly becoming a requirement to avoid being relegated to the underprivileged."

"The wealth gap is still prohibitive, don't get me wrong," Ran's father continues to say, "But since the War, people's priorities have shifted. Those that didn't have pokémon were burdens on their communities. Burdens that couldn't always be carried by those that did. The vast majority of the people that died were those that didn't have pokémon to defend them or, if necessary, sacrifice themselves for them. If we'd had a pokémon to protect us, it might have won your mother enough time to get away as well."

Ran freezes entirely, as his father's explanation falters with an audible hitch in his voice. After another deep breath, he continues once more, "The war is over, it should never come to that again. Kanto might treat us like an afterthought, but we lost far too much and far too many to even think of ever facing them on the battlefield again. But there's still plenty of other dangers out in the world. For me, it's far too late. I don't have the time, the savings or the license to even buy a pokéball, let alone train a battling pokémon. But you, I figured you'd get some experience in only to end up here, maybe down a dream but at least in a position to make a respectable living here with the status of having won a badge or two. That would've been enough to set you up for a good life."

"And now?" Ran asks tentatively, when his father falls silent once more, "Why are you telling me this?"

His father finally turns to meet his eyes, eyes showing faint signs of tears as he looks at his son, "Now, I'm convinced that you'll be going all the way. That I'll be watching you on television at the end of the circuit. That you won't ever be living full-time under my roof again."

"Oh." Ran replies eloquently, not quite sure what demeanor to adapt at the sight of his father being openly emotional. Before he can do much more, his father acts instead, sudsy hands coming up to grab him by the shoulders and draw him into a strong embrace for a few surprising seconds.

Ran doesn't even get a real chance to respond to that either, dish towel and plate in his hands trapped between their bodies and leaving him unable to really return the embrace.

Then it's over, as his father releases him, loudly clears his throat, looks at the remaining dishes and speaks, "Right, you finish up here, I'm going to go play cards with the guys. I'll lock the front door behind me. I've got the early shift tomorrow, so I won't be around when you wake up. Make sure to lock up and keep me posted on your progress, for real this time. I'm proud of you, son."

"Thanks dad, love you!" Ran manages, the final words needing to be shouted to even be heard, as his father swiftly leaves the kitchen, the front door audibly opening and closing only seconds later.

He's left standing alone in the kitchen, vaguely shell shocked by the past ten minutes. Ultimately though, he finally continues drying the dish he's been holding for multiple long minutes at this point. After all, there's still more dishes to be done.



Author's Note: Eventful chapter! A glance at Karolina's team, a summary of Josie's display, Skorupi's debut and initial integration, a glimpse at Josie's family life and a heavy discussion that should serve as a reminder that I put my own spin on the pokémon world whilst also giving perhaps some insight into just why things are as they are and why Ran's dad is a rather distant fellow.

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Loving the new team member. Skorupi are weirdly cute to me, this one has some additional bite of a very vital variety, and its reactions to everything so far are very endearing.

Bugsy: Spencer, congrats on your win against Falkner. I hear you put on an impressive display. Though with an Onix, it's really not so much a matter of being a good trainer, as it is of releasing it and sitting back as it crushes its opponent. At your level, at least.

Bugsy: I am curious to see what you can do, though. Capturing it must have been an impressive feat. Return to Azalea Town and challenge me for your next badge. If you impress me, you'll be traveling with my support. I'll even throw in an extra future prize for that Onix of yours, which I'm sure you'll be needing eventually.

And people call canon Ash dense. This guy's dense enough that it's a wonder he hasn't collapsed into a black hole and destroyed Azalea Town through sheer tidal forces. Does he really not see how tone-deaf that message was, considering how he won the sponsorship in the first place? Probably not, you've given the impression that this version of Bugsy seriously huffs his own fumes. (Which I appreciate, he's a very well-done example of a character written for the readers and the main character to love to hate. Not all antagonists are cackling villains even in Pokemon after all, sometimes they're just the hurdles that the main characters have to jump over.)

Ideally, this shows some of the complexity of Bugsy's position emphasizing that though he definitely has his shortcomings, he's also just struggling to keep his head above water rather than acting out of malice when he seems rude/antagonistic/inattentive.

It really does show this - in the form of him embodying Hanlon's Razor when it comes to understanding other human beings. Fits the archetype of the obsessive socially-awkward researcher to a tee, for sure. It makes me wonder what your version of him was like before the sponsorship trial and how he managed to catch that Scyther in the first place - maybe there's some obsessive amount of research prep he did that neither the characters nor us readers would be privy to?
 
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Chapter 11, part 1
Spending time in town, where the comforts of civilization are at hand, is always nice, but there's something undeniably relieving to once more make camp for the night. Ilex Forest might not be quite as comfortable a location as an open plain, but sleeping under the open air at least means they can make a campfire without having to worry about smoke inhalation too much.

It's only the first night after their departure from Azalea Town, but already home feels far away again, as Ran and Josie busy themselves with setting up for the night. Some rustiness has set in to their routine, as it takes a bit longer than usual, though that might also be caused in part by the new addition to camp. Not that Ran's small new pop-up tent really takes that long to set up, as he needs to do little more than throw it down and hammer in a few pegs to make sure it remains firmly anchored to the ground.

Still, as Ekans excitedly crawls into Ran's latest purchase, Skorupi and Spinarak trailing closely behind whilst Golbat naps beneath a nearby tree branch, Ran can't help but shoot Josie a taunting grin. He might've had to sleep out under the open sky for a few weeks and his tent might still be a far shout from the far larger one she lugs around every day, but his is set up in two minutes. Josie's tent on the other hand…

She had the time it took to set it up down to fifteen minutes before they entered Azalea. After over a week without practice however, it's looking like she's back up to twenty, at least. All that really means in the end, is that Ran's on his own when he gets started on their campfire, with only Soot the Houndour enthusiastically trotting over to serve as the firestarter, once Ran's preparations are complete.

Eventually, Soot barks out a small flame onto a meticulously stacked pyramid of wood, just as Josie is finally coming to join him with her tent now properly set up. She lays out the food for all of their pokémon whilst Ran focuses on cooking their own dinner. It's a peaceful scene, Ilex Forest and the crackling of the campfire providing some excellent background noise as they settle into the familiar atmosphere again.

An hour later, food finished and both of them leaning back comfortably on separate logs, with Ekans spread out over Ran's legs and Skorupi receiving a cautious mixture of physical exam and massage in his lap, Josie moves the topic of conversation from their previous idle chatter to Ran's fourth pokémon.

"So Skorupi, huh? You're actually keeping it?" She finally cracks, the question that's clearly been on her mind finally bursting out of her.

"Of course," Ran replies in surprise, intensifying the pressure of his hand on Skorupi's back as a way to calm his pokémon down, the purple poison-bug-type clearly irked by Josie's words, "Why wouldn't I? Oh and the nurse confirmed that he's male, did I not mention that?"

"You didn't, but I'll keep it in mind," Josie waves off Ran's clarification simply, before returning to the topic of her interest, "I assumed you wouldn't want the challenge of training a pokémon you won't actually be able to find all that much information on. Not at this point in our careers, at least."

It's a valid point and Ran's happy enough to acknowledge as much, but before he can, Josie steamrolls on, as she starts to list examples to emphasize her point.

"When or how does he evolve? What moves does he learn? What's his typing going to be if he loses the bug-type? Does he evolve once or twice? Does he have any special dietary requirements? What about physical care? How's his-"

"I know, Josie!" Ran finally cuts her off, his friend chuckling sheepishly when she realizes just how much she was starting to drone on.

"Honestly, I don't know yet. I'm hoping to find out more in Goldenrod City. I figure if there's any place in Johto where there might be more information on, or someone who knows something about, a Sinnoh pokémon, it's there. If that doesn't work out, then Skorupi and I will just have to figure things out together." He continues calmly, attention shifting to Skorupi when he reveals an ability to purr in pleasure under Ran's gentle ministrations.

Josie looks at him as if he's talking crazy, disbelief evident in her voice, "But what if he's like a Shuckle or a Dunsparce or a Magikarp or something? What if he's a dud?"

"He won't be," Ran declares confidently, hurriedly continuing with a justification when Josie visibly gears up to press the matter further, "He already knows Toxic Spikes and his starting physical parameters are, overall, the best out of any of my pokémon at that point. Obviously Ekans and Golbat both comfortably outscore him now, but I've been training my team for the better part of a year, Ekans way more than that, and even with that Skorupi can still pretty much give Spinarak a run for her money already."

Ran shoots a guilty look towards Spinarak, only part of her head visible from where she peeks out of the partially hollowed out end of the log he's sitting on. His only female team member doesn't seem to mind the unintended slight however, merely wiggling her mandibles at Ran happily when she realizes he's paying her attention, before once more retreating fully into her temporary burrow.

"Really?" Josie asks with a raised voice, gaze now far more intrigued as she looks at Skorupi in a new light, "He doesn't look like all that much. Are you really telling me the little guy is secretly a powerhouse in waiting?"

He chuckles in response, finally lifting Skorupi out of his lap despite the latter's plaintive hiss, instead gesturing for Ekans to crawl up into his lap. His starter's been growing again, the first signs of an upcoming shedding already presenting themselves. An extra bit of scratching will do him well, even if Skorupi's jealous that his own pampering ends because of it.

"I mean obviously it all still depends on a lot of stuff. Ekans was one of three potential starters I really did a lot of reading on, so I knew what I was getting into there. For Zubat and Spinarak, I spent months, almost a year even, just researching and planning. All before I sought them out for capture deliberately. For all of them, I have solid plans for their development, movesets and strategies. So training Skorupi is definitely going to be a completely different kind of challenge than anything I'm used to. But I think he's got potential and he's fitting in well with the team, so we're going to try. If he ends up as a surprise powerhouse, great! If he just becomes a 'regular' team member, then that'll be just fine as well." Ran elaborates, not particularly bothered either way. After all, it's not as if Arbok and Ariados are particularly prevalent on the tournament circuit either and he's been planning for that pair to be on his team for years.

"Fair enough," Josie allows, before stretching, arms rising above her head as she lets out a loud yawn, Ran's eyes involuntarily drawn downwards for a brief, hopefully unnoticed moment, "Anyways I'm turning in for the night. Ginger, you want to stay out or be in your ball?"

Ponyta nickers as she approaches, nudging at her pokéball on Josie's waist, which is enough for Ran's travel companion to recall her starter. Then, her other two fire-types trailing after her, she retires for the night. Ran for his part doesn't move to follow her example just yet, but instead looks around for his own team.

Golbat is still napping, although he'll likely be waking up shortly, as the naturally nocturnal pokémon's normal waking hours are just starting. Spinarak's still hidden in her makeshift burrow, whilst Ekans and Skorupi are starting to shoot hopeful looks at Ran's new tent, both clearly eager to profit from his body heat for their own night's sleep.

"Right, I assume everyone is staying out?" Ran asks casually, voicing the thought on the off chance that one of his pokémon wants to be recalled after all. When none of them respond, he looks towards the waning campfire hesitantly, before turning his attention to Golbat for a moment.

"Keep an eye out in case it doesn't go out on its own, alright?" He asks, knowing full well that his largest pokémon is already quite aware of his surroundings.

Golbat lifts one wing slightly in response, just enough to reveal a single large eye which blinks open lazily in a quiet acknowledgement. With that matter handled, Ran gently nudges Ekans off of his lap, before getting up and moving to his tent. Both his oldest and his newest pokémon are hot on his heels as he enters his new tent, swiftly turning in for the night.

It doesn't take long before he drifts off to sleep, Ilex Forest providing a pleasant white noise that helps him drift off easily. When the forest's pleasant ambient noise is disturbed by a few loud crashes in the middle of the night however, he wakes up far more abruptly and unpleasantly than he fell asleep.

Desperately scrambling for his torch in the darkness of his tent, Skorupi and Ekans moving around agitatedly next to him, Ran curses as he doesn't find his torch immediately. Whether by moving in his sleep or by startling awake, he must have jostled it from the spot he'd deliberately chosen, securely sticking it out of his right shoe right near the tent entrance.

As he searches hurriedly, the earlier sounds abruptly cut off once more, everything going deathly quiet, apart from the clear sounds of Josie moving around in her own tent, likely moving to get ready for whatever's happening as well. Ran's fingers finally touch the cold grip of his torch, but before he can light it, a miniature sun appears in the middle of Ilex Forest, blinding white light penetrating the protection his tent walls afford easily and forcing him to avert his eyes.

Ran immediately dives flat to the ground, his first thought of a potentially destructive Hyper Beam. He immediately links that thought to the complete lack of sound from Golbat, who was keeping an eye on camp and should by all accounts have been awake. His heart clenches at the horrible conclusion he comes to, but Ran dismisses it instantly. Right now, the focus should be on survival.

Or so he thinks, but the Hyper Beam he'd instinctively sought cover against doesn't materialize. The bright white light doesn't beam off in one direction, instead seeming to pulse for a few seconds before slowly dying down again. There is no terrifying roar of sound as one of the strongest attacks in the world rips through Ilex Forest.

Instead, everything becomes deathly quiet once more.

Ran hurriedly clicks on his torch before he finally darts out of his tent, barefoot and in his boxers. Ekans and Skorupi follow him swiftly, sticking close to their trainer, likely more out of protectiveness than fright. From the other tent, an irate Josie appears, usual outfit replaced by a ratty old t-shirt that hangs down to her mid-thighs. Like him, she too holds a torch, both of them aiming the large beams of light in the direction of the earlier sphere of light.

"What the f-" Is all Josie manages angrily, before she stumbles to a halt, as their flashlights land on a large red body, four yellow-purple legs keeping it aloft over an indeterminate figure wrapped in spider thread. They watch in awe as the prey inside the thread cocoon visibly withers, the predator's purple-eyed red head sucking it dry of nutrients, before finally rising fully and turning to face them with a victorious look.

"Ariados!" Ran's newly evolved pokémon announces herself to the world, vestigial legs on her back twitching in place as she looks curiously at the congregation of Ran, Josie, Ekans, Skorupi, Chief the Growlithe and Soot the Houndour. After a moment, her eyes narrow in annoyance, newly enlarged mandibles clicking agitatedly under the glare from the two torches pointing directly at her.

Ran instinctively lowers his torch to point at the ground, Josie following his lead after a few moments. With their night vision ruined for the moment, it's hard to make out much of anything, but the indirect light from their torches is enough for Ran to see Ariados visibly relax, as she starts to amble towards him slowly.

When she comes to within a few feet of the group, Josie audibly gulps. The now significantly larger bug-type is clearly not particularly appealing to her. Ran isn't bothered however, sinking down onto one knee as he stretches out an enthusiastic hand towards Ariados. Her last few steps are a bit faster, as Ariados closes the distance to gently headbut Ran's outstretched hand, though she does fortunately remain mindful of her horn.

"Look how big you've gotten," He praises her gently, soft hands wandering over her head and upper abdomen in a gentle examination, as he notes that her horn has gained the unique slight purple sheen that used to color her mandibles as a Spinarak, "Congratulations girl, I'm so very proud of you."

Ariados trills delightedly, as Ekans and Skorupi finally overcome their shock enough to let out congratulatory sounds of their own. Behind them, Golbat finally announces his presence, alighting on the tree branch he'd been hanging from earlier in the night. Clearly, he'd actually been keeping a quiet eye out, just in case he'd need to interfere.

"So," Ran speaks next, as Josie and her own team quietly head back to their own tent, more than happy to let them enjoy Ariados' big moment as a team, "Now that you're the first one on the team to reach her final form, it's about time we finally settled on a name, don't you think?"

Skorupi is the only one of his pokémon who doesn't suddenly grow completely still, not having been with the team long enough to learn about Ran's views on naming his team. On the other hand, Golbat, Ekans and Ariados especially freeze in place for a few long seconds, before finally Ariados lets out a tentative trill. The other two long-term team members remain quiet, as Ran acknowledges her hesitance with a gentle smile.

"If you want to wait a bit longer, that's fine, but I've always told all of you that we'd decide on names once you reached your final forms. A name that might have suited you as a Spinarak wouldn't suit you now, just as any name I'd give Ekans, Golbat or Skorupi now might not suit them after evolving." Ran patiently encourages her, who finally closes her eyes approvingly as she nudges into his hand again.

"I've got a list of names prepared," He offers next, "we can go through it in a second, but I know one of them off the top of my head. How do you like Aria?"

She opens her eyes, lifting her head out from under Ran's hand and looking at him inquisitively, mandibles clicking slowly, as if testing out the idea. Ran watches patiently for a few seconds, before repeating the name once more to let her hear it again, "Aria."

She hesitates for a few moments more, before trilling in confirmation, vestigial legs on her back vibrating from excitement as she starts to chitter excitedly. Ekans slides forwards to congratulate his friend once more, whilst Skorupi looks at the scene curiously, before turning in Golbat's direction and scuttling over towards him whilst loudly chirping away about something or the other.

Ran takes the moment where all of his pokémon are occupied to subject Aria to a closer inspection. Knowing the Ariados-line's general size and proportions by heart, it's clear to him that Aria is just a bit on the smaller side, though it's definitely a possibility that she'll grow further in the future. Her coloration is largely typical, though aside from the purple sheen to her horn, her colors overall seem a bit darker and more vibrant than the average, slightly more pastel-tinted Ariados.

Before he can get too sidetracked by pondering about any possible relation between her reliance on poison- and ghost-type energy over bug-type energy and the impact that might have had on her coloration, Ran finally speaks up once more, "Alright alright, keep it down all of you, it's the middle of the night. Aria, congratulations on your evolution, you really earned it. If you're feeling alright, I'll hold off on a proper physical until tomorrow."

"Unlike the pair of you," Ran continues, gesturing from Aria to Golbat, "I'm not nocturnal. Also, I'm in my boxers and it isn't particularly warm out. Ekans, Skorupi, if you want to sleep in the tent, come on, I'm zipping it closed in a minute."

Ran's words are enough to spur everyone into motion, with Ekans offering Aria a final hiss before he joins Skorupi in retreating to the tent. As for Aria, she excitedly rushes towards the treeline, now significantly larger body allowing her to race up the tree trunk and join Golbat on his branch within seconds. Ran's first evolved team member warily welcomes his newly evolved friend with a soft cry, clearly not too enthused that he'll have a harder time isolating himself from the group in the future. Still, he at least doesn't relocate or rebuke Aria when she starts to chitter at him softly, clearly initiating some kind of soft conversation.

As the forest around them gradually returns to normal again, the surrounding quiet that fell following Aria's evolution slowly fades away. Casting one more look at Aria's impressive form, Ran finally turns on his heel and retires to his tent once more. Minutes later, when he drifts off once more, he dreams of treetops and webs.



Author's Note: Bug-types continue to take centerstage for the moment, as Aria the Ariados reaches her final form! As the first member of Ran's team to reach her final evolution and the potential personality changes that come with that, she's the first to get a nickname. The name 'Aria' was voted on by my Contributors over on Patreon. This on top of the 2 weeks of Early Access which Supporters get access to over there.

I'd also like to thank you all for your interest in the story and your activity in the thread, it's always fun to see people not just discussing my story, but also anything pokémon-related that spawns off of whatever's happening in-verse. As a quick aside, the 1 chapter per week structure is temporarily off the rails and will be a bit wonky for the next few weeks, as a few chapters turned out at an awkward length for splitting, but the normal upload schedule of 2 updates per week will be maintained.
 
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Chapter 11, part 2
Over the next few days, as they continue to travel through Ilex Forest, Aria rapidly adapts to her new body, whilst Ran's other team members work their tails off in battling and training, clearly inspired by her recent evolution. As their trainer, Ran happily encourages all of them, making sure to give Skorupi in particular plenty of battles against weaker wild pokémon and lower level trainers that are also traveling through the woods, whilst reserving the tougher fights for his more experienced pokémon.

For Aria , he spends their second evening in Ilex Forest on a proper full physical exam, concluding that she's improved markedly in every area, compared to her time as a Spinarak, though the limited increase to her speed is a minor blemish on an otherwise sparkling record. Not that Ariados are known for their great speed in the first place, but her relatively fragile form combined with her still limited mobility do have him re-evaluate some of the moves he'd planned to have her learn.

They also test out her known moves, as Ran dusts off a file he prepared over half a year ago for precisely this occasion. By the time they're finished, he happily confirms that Aria's evolution has left her with the added moves Swords Dance, Focus Energy, Fell Stinger and Bug Bite. The added moves and increased power suddenly make her a highly effective close range battling pokémon, with Shadow Sneak hopefully remaining sufficient to ensure that she can close with her opponents at will.

As for what he has the others working on, that differs from team member to team member.

Golbat finally gets to work on new moves again, as the heavy focus on his aerial speed and maneuverability starts to show diminishing returns. Bite is an obvious addition to his movepool, the only slight difficulty in actually harnessing the empowering dark-type energy rather than merely chomping down on whatever he's attacking. Haze - the complete mishandling of which back in Falkner's Gym he'd only realized upon further research - and Venoshock are significantly more challenging and progress on that front is far, far slower, but they're moves that have their place in truly high-level battles, which is an empowering realization.

For Skorupi, things are more complicated, as Ran doesn't have the information available on his species like he does on his other pokémon. Because of this, Ran forgoes having him work on any new moves for now, though the occasional interactions he catches between Skorupi and the pair of Golbat and Aria have him squinting suspiciously, and instead he focuses on his now comfortably smallest pokémon's overall power.

It's not particularly enjoyable or exciting training, as Skorupi's body is forced to its limits day after day, but Aria's recent evolution has clearly convinced the Sinnoh-native pokémon of the merits of Ran's training regimen. There's not even the faintest sign of sulking or reluctance on Skorupi's behalf throughout their trek through Ilex Forest, as he merely doubles down on training and giving the best of himself day after day. That this genuine effort and his apparent exhaustion every night win him the approval of the other team members and thus greatly help along his integration into their group, is a wonderful added bonus.

Finally, it's Ekans who stands out most of all, with Ran's starter diving into training with an unparalleled, almost fanatical intensity. He improves upon every previous record Ran's pokégear holds for him, whether it's on speed, bite strength, Acid range or a host of other matters. Over the course of three days, he finally fully masters the Stockpile triple-header whilst also swiftly picking up Toxic Spikes in just a few sessions with Skorupi, a feat made even more impressive by Aria's far slower progress in mastering the move.

So great is Ekans' dedication to training over the days following Aria's evolution, that Ran ends up worried about his starter's mental state. Where he'd once been Ran's undisputed ace, the two evolved pokémon in the team now both sit comfortably above him in a straight power ranking. Plus, though Ekans never seemed to mind Ran's view on only naming his pokémon once they'd fully evolved, it's as if every mention of Aria's name is a tiny dagger in the Snake Pokémon's back, his attempts to hide the flinches and hesitance her name inspires in him not successful in hiding his apparent hurt from Ran's keen eyes.

It's a matter that needs confronting and so, on their final night in Ilex Forest, he recalls Skorupi to his pokéball whilst Golbat and Aria relax out in the open, some distance away from Ran's tent, leaving him the perfect opportunity to speak to Ekans privately. His starter seems to be aware that something's up when Ran only recalls Skorupi for the night, seemingly hesitant to enter the tent and slithering around uncomfortably for a few long seconds once he's entered in a feigned search for the most comfortable spot.

Finally, however, Ekans comes to a halt, head just so happening to be turned away from Ran's own. He doesn't mind however, having learned his starter's weak spots a long time ago. When his fingernails first make contact with Ekans' scales, there's no real reaction, but after just a few minutes of scratching, his hand ever so slowly moving from scratching directly behind Ekans' head to just a few inches beneath it, the poison-type starts to move.

Ever so patiently, over the course of multiple long minutes, Ran gently manages to lure Ekans' head into his lap, before his free hand comes up to be held just in front of Ekans' eyes. He can tell the exact moment when Ekans breathes in and smells his trainer's scent, as his nostrils narrow just so for a moment.

Ekans' eyes warily slide open, immediately locked on Ran's own even as his pokémon doesn't hide the defeat in his eyes. Ran merely offers a comforting smile however, knowing full well that Ekans is just as good at drawing him out of a sulk as what he just managed himself.

"So, is it a strength thing, a name thing, or both?" Ran asks gently, not beating around the bush with the one companion he's trusted above all others for years.

Ekans' answering hiss is low in both volume and tone, which Ran has long learned is Ekans' form of an affirmative.

"Both?" He inquires in surprise, before clarifying once Ekans offers a single short nod, "You beat a Scyther just a few days ago, buddy. Aria and Golbat might have overtaken you for now, but the only one you should compare yourself to, is you. You're getting stronger every day. I don't care when you evolve. You'll do so when you're good and ready. There's plenty of stuff on the pokénet that speculates about the advantages to a later evolution."

His starter lets out another hiss in response, this one sharper in tone, as Ekans shoots him a glare, clearly irked. Ran sighs, as he realizes just what exactly is eating at the pokémon in his lap.

"Ekans, you've known for a long time that you wouldn't always remain the strongest member of the team." Ran replies gently. As he speaks, his friend visibly wilts, eyes closing in defeat and head lowering, as they finally get to the crux of the matter.

"I've needed you to be, in the past, and I'll always continue to rely on you as the cornerstone of our team, but you know about some of the pokémon on my list. You never reacted like this when I mentioned adding a Venusaur or a Gengar or a Nidoking! So why is this a problem now?" He prods next, curious to discover just what's changed in Ekans' mindset between their planning sessions from before their journey and the present.

Ekans glares balefully at Ran. For long seconds, both trainer and pokémon remain quiet and motionless, as Ekans tries to will Ran into dropping the topic and Ran waits for his starter to crack. It's a contest of wills he actually wins for once, as Ekans finally drops his head once more, before raising his rattler and pointing out of the tent, in the direction of the tree that was housing Aria and Golbat, when they last saw them.

It takes him a few seconds, but when he finally connects the dots, he frowns at his starter sternly, "You're jealous because it's them? Ekans, come on, they're our teammates! They're our friends!"

When he only receives a mulish head shake as a response, Ran continues to speak, tone becoming reprimanding as he does so, "You were comfortably stronger than Zubat and Spinarak and I understand that it's unpleasant to see both of them make these huge leaps when you haven't yet. But begrudging your friends their successes is absolutely unacceptable. It's not the kind of reaction I'd have expected from you and it's not a reaction I'll accept."

Ekans shrinks in on himself under Ran's increasingly angry words, before flinching in surprise when Ran's hands move to grab his head and pull him closer, their eyes mere inches from each other and staring directly into each other, as Ran's volume lowers dramatically.

"I know that this isn't who you are. You're their friend. You're my friend. You're my starter. You will always be special to me, that's something that will never change. I don't care what happens, who joins or where we go. I will always rely on you. Always. Without you, none of this would've been possible. I wouldn't trade you, or replace you, for anything or anyone in the world. Not even if your strength regressed all the way back to what it was when I caught you. You may not be my 'Ace' right now, but you will always be my starter." He vows passionately, trying to convey both with his words and with his eyes the strength of his conviction.

The seconds of quiet that follow are unbearable to him, icy poison seeming to crawl through his veins as he waits tensely for Ekans' reaction. His starter is hard to read in his complete lack of an initial reaction, merely continuing to stare directly at Ran even as anxiety at the idea of a negative response slowly corrodes him from the inside out. Finally, Ekans' tongue darts out, just barely tapping against the tip of Ran's own nose, before his starter pulls his head free and eagerly starts to curl around Ran's upper body, crooning warmly as he does so.

Ran's relieved sigh isn't as deep or strong as he intends it to be, Ekans' form accidentally winding around him a bit tighter than the poison-type likely intends. Still, his feelings are no less sincere for their somewhat muted form of expression, as he is only kept from slumping in relief by Ekans' body. Even as he's subjected to a hug that's doing wonders for his posture, the poisonous doubt that was briefly eating at him drains away once more.

"Alright, glad that's sorted," Ran grins, left hand starting to pull at the nearest band of Ekans' body that's running over his torso whilst his right comes up to scratch the underside of Ekans' head, "As for a name, if you really want one, because Aria's got hers already, that's alright with me. But you know how I feel about the importance of being fully-evolved, so I'd personally really prefer it if you waited. Just to make sure we don't settle on a name that won't fit you as an Arbok, or that won't feel right, after your evolution."

Ekans remains quiet for a few seconds, before nodding sedately. Clearly, Ran's earlier speech had already done most of the heavy lifting, leaving the matter of Ran's naming convention as little more than an afterthought that Ekans is once more happy to accept.

The Snake Pokémon pushes his head into Ran's neck impatiently, clearly on the hunt for more petting. Ran allows as much, though he does manage to barter for his freedom from Ekans' overly tight hug in the process. Shortly afterwards, they're both lying down in actual comfort, as Ran finally comes to the matter that initially convinced him that he needed to have a private word with Ekans.

Carefully, he breaks the quiet once more, "Starting tomorrow, ease up on the training just a bit, alright buddy? I trust you to know your limits and I'm super proud of how much progress you've been making, but I don't want you to push past your limits out of some misguided desire to 'catch up' as soon as possible."

Ekans doesn't reply at first, the silence stretching on for five, ten, then fifteen seconds. Finally, it's Ran who speaks once more.

"If you overtrain, I'll have to give you extra rest during battles…" He trails off leadingly, doing his best not to let the grin creeping up from the edges of his mouth sound through in his voice. He's at least moderately successful in his endeavor, as Ekans finally lets out an acknowledging hiss, no matter how begrudgingly the poison-type does so. Fortunately, any hard feelings are easily remedied by Ran's right hand once more moving to scratch some of Ekans' itchier spots.

He doesn't know how long he continues to offer Ekans scratches, though he knows that he must have trailed off at some point, as Ran wakes up the next morning with no true recollection of having drifted off to sleep. He's annoyed for a moment when he realizes that his right hand isn't touching Ekans any longer, having fallen by his right side at some point in the night. But any worries that there might still be some unresolved issues he failed to address the previous night are instantly dashed when he realizes just what the warm weight on his legs, responsible for bravely staving off the early morning chill, is.

Looking down his own body, Ran smiles warmly at the coiled up and sleeping form of his starter. He'll have to keep an eye on Ekans' mental state for a while longer, not willing to assume that a single conversation has truly fixed the underlying issues that seem to have caused Ekans' worsened mood. But for now at least, as a warm fondness settles in his gut in a way that completely obliterates the morning chill better than simple body heat could ever hope to match, he dares to hope, for a few minutes at least, that last night's conversation might have resolved the issue completely after all.



Author's Note: A much needed moment between trainer and starter, as Ran sniffs out the seeds of resentment he himself is so worryingly good at cultivating and makes sure to weed them out in time. Ekans' mindset is hopefully understandable, as the only OG to not have evolved (despite being with Ran by far the longest out of everyone). There is of course the matter of Spencer to consider, as the impact of his words from long ago about Ekans'/Arbok's value on Ran's team definitely got picked up and have absolutely had an impact on Ekans' mindset. Fortunately, Ran picked up on things early, which shows that for all of his flaws he is at the very least a caring and devoted trainer.

This update is a bit of a shorter one, but definitely an important one, as we get ready to leave Ilex Forest. The chapters in which Ran leaves Ilex Forest and enters Goldenrod, only to encounter a familiar face, are already up on Patreon as part of the 2 weeks of Early Access which Supporters get access to over there. Additionally, the second name vote of the story approaches, for those that want to go a step further and join the Contributor-tier.

As always, thanks for your support and I hope you continue to enjoy my story.
 
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I really like Ran as a character. He's a very flawed protagonist, but those flaws are relatable and make him interesting, while his positive traits- his love of his pokemon, his intelligent and measured nature, and his strong commitment to personal integrity and willingness to tread off the beaten path inspire me to root for him and his team.
 
Chapter 12
Days later, when the canopy above their heads finally starts to thin out properly and the ambient temperature starts to rise a few degrees, Ran notes Josie's relieved sigh with some amusement. Though the parts of Ilex Forest they've traveled through are hardly the most testing, he can understand that to a girl who's never really roughed it before, that may not have mattered. Even with his significantly greater experience in the forest, there's still something tangibly comforting about the sight of a bright open sky overhead. The distant sounds of other trainers engaged in a battle help as well, after the relative isolation they'd eventually stumbled into in Ilex Forest.

From somewhere up ahead, Aria comes hustling back towards Ran, clearly intent on being recalled once they depart the forest properly. He accedes to her desire to rest easily, having had her out more for her own benefit than in any truly formal capacity anyways. That duty falls to the pair of Chief the Growlithe and Skorupi today, the eager fire-type leading their small party with his nose close to the ground whilst Ran's most recent addition is right by his side, natural inquisitiveness curtailed by a certain degree of caution.

It's something Ran has noticed repeatedly over the past few days, ultimately coming to the conclusion that, whatever exact natural habitat Skorupi inhabitates, it likely isn't a forest. He's somewhat disappointed that it's really the only bit of new information he's managed to glean from his exotic pokémon over the past few days, but it's better than nothing. Any doubts about his ability to successfully integrate Skorupi into the team that might have arisen from his lack of tangible information are squashed thoroughly after having seen him in action a few times.

Of course beating the low-level bug-types they've largely encountered throughout their trek through Ilex Forest isn't all that impressive, but he's also fended off Hoothoot, Beedrill and even a surprising Gloom. That last one had even seen Ran's hand drop to an empty pokéball for a moment, before thinking better of it. Though a grass-poison type makes a lot of sense as an addition to his team, his already relatively large team, compared to his number of badges, had seen him think better of it for now.

Well, that and the relative weakness of the particular Gloom they'd encountered, as Skorupi had beaten it just a bit too easily, all things considered. Not that the poison-bug was weak by any means, but considering the numbers Ran had available to him as far as Skorupi's abilities went, he'd been a bit unimpressed that the evolved pokémon didn't manage to put up any more of a fight. Still, it spoke well of Skorupi that he'd only had to back down in favor of Aria, Golbat or Ekans a handful of times over their days-long journey through Ilex Forest.

Ran still considers Skorupi his weakest team member for the moment, by some margin, but his early growth and promising moveset have fully convinced him that Bugsy's gift was a genuine one. A realization that doesn't sit particularly well with him, as it forces him to re-evaluate the entirety of their interactions in a new light, something he's less than eager to do. The appearance of sunlight overhead and the horizon opening up as they exit the periphery of Ilex Forest and enter Route 34 is the perfect distraction from such heavy thoughts however, as the sight of two younger trainers battling just a few hundred feet away draws his attention.

The battle between a Psyduck and a Mankey isn't particularly impressive, not managing to keep either Ran or Josie's attention for more than a minute, but it's enough to lift their spirits decisively. As they look out over the large dirt path winding through a winding grassland, with the ocean to the west, the promise of the lights of Goldenrod City as a distant gleaming beacon to the north and Ilex Forest to both the south and the east, more and more the presence of other trainers becomes obvious.

Some are walking the same path Ran and Josie have just started down, others have wandered off the beaten path, training their teams or battling wild pokémon or other trainers in the wide-open landscape around them. They exchange looks, Josie's hand slowly drifting towards Ginger's pokéball as they do so. Considering how pent-up the Ponyta has started to behave over the past few days, Ran isn't surprised by Josie's next words.

"You cool with meeting up again in Goldenrod?" She asks, fingertips already on the pokéball by her side but not yet gripping it.

"Yeah," Ran agrees easily enough, "Go have fun, we'll catch up later tonight, or tomorrow, if I don't make it to the city before dark."

Josie immediately brings out Ginger and is already mounting the filly as she answers, "Awesome! We'll text! Later!"

Ran offers an amused wave, watching silently as Ginger eagerly breaks into a gallop, the pair of trainer and starter rapidly racing ahead and off towards Goldenrod City. Looking at the path ahead, for a moment, he considers keeping Skorupi out of his ball for company, before ultimately deciding against it. Between the wide open and flat road, the bright sun overhead and the many other trainers in the area, his still somewhat skittish new team member is unlikely to enjoy the walk at the moment, so Ran recalls him before setting off on his own.

As he slowly walks along the dirt path, he considers Route 34. There's supposed to be a significant population of Drowzee, the psychic-types attracted by the large population of Goldenrod City and the promise of many dreams to feed from that comes with that. It's not a pokémon he has any interest in capturing, but Drowzee do make for a good training opportunity for his team. As a budding poison-type specialist, the risk psychic-types pose to his team is one he's well aware of, after all.

It makes sense to take his time here, now that Goldenrod City's not too far away and his team is still in solid shape. Assuming of course that he encounters any of these wild Drowzee, because after an hour of walking, Ran hasn't spotted any wild pokémon yet, other than a lone Rattata which popped up out of the long grass, threw a single look at the four pokéballs at Ran's side before immediately tucking tail and fleeing.

He also crosses paths with a few trainers and two more trainer battles, though it soon becomes very clear to Ran that the circuit has firmly left the 'start of season'-atmosphere behind and is now properly underway. Because whilst there are still plenty of low-level trainers like himself around, he doesn't spot a single so-called 'Tackle battle'.

A staple of battles between aspiring unsponsored trainers, 'Tackle battles' are the derisive term for any low-level pokémon battle where the battlers only know one or two offensive moves. They're often boring to watch as a consequence, as there's only so much one can do with a move like, for example, Poison Sting. Ran can easily admit that his own battles could be considered Tackle battles until quite recently, but as he stops to watch a fight between two trainers, one with four pokéballs and the other with a full six, he confidently concludes that he's left that stage behind.

Though as he watches the battle, a one-on-one between an Ursaring and a Miltank, he can also admit that he still has a way to go. Then again, as he watches the fight progress, Ursaring gradually taking control and building towards a win, he proudly realizes that Aria and Golbat can at the very least give the large normal-types a very good fight, if not straight up try for the win.

The battle over, winner and loser exchange handshakes and an agreed upon wager, before the winner looks at Ran curiously, hand already drifting to another of the five remaining pokéballs at his side. Curious, Ran pulls his jacket to the side, showing off the two badges pinned to the inside of his left breast pocket. It's an efficient non-verbal communication, as the other, older trainer offers an amused grunt, hand drifting away from his pokéballs and instead turning his attention to his Ursaring, Ran clearly dismissed from his mind.

The loser pays neither of them any mind, attention occupied by his beaten Miltank, which he's patching up with a bottle of Moomoo Milk and a spray bottle of Super Potion. Ran merely offers the now dismissive winner a final respectful nod, before wandering on, continuing his trek towards Goldenrod City. The desire to get into some battles of his own itches under his skin, but it won't be against these particular trainers.

Ultimately, it takes another half an hour before he finds a reason to bring out a pokémon of his own. It isn't another trainer, but instead a distracted Drowzee wandering through the tall grass a short distance away that draws his attention. The psychic-type isn't even aware of Ran's presence at first, but that changes once he strides into the grass and directly towards his intended opponent.

As Drowzee turns to face him, Ran eagerly sends out Ekans, trusting in his own familiarity with his starter's exact abilities to get the most accurate gauge of the local Drowzee population's general strength.

"Glare, Wrap, Bite!" Ran orders in quick succession, trusting in Ekans' extensive training to enable the execution of the three orders in quick succession. As pokémon mature, evolve and gain experience, their ability to process commands tends to improve as well and Ran has been training his pokémon from the start to be capable of executing a chained command, but three moves in under two seconds is still pushing it even with that knowledge.

Fortunately, Ekans doesn't disappoint, rearing up and staring directly at Drowzee, who stares back. Before Ekans' Glare can affect his opponent however, Drowzee snaps its glowing fingers together, which leaves Ekans shaking his head uncomfortably as Disable locks away his ability to use Glare effectively for now. Fortunately, whilst Drowzee wastes time smugly staring at Ekans, Ran's pokémon shows just how well-trained he is by immediately bursting forwards to continue his attacking pattern.

Drowzee is caught off-guard, its last-ditch attempt to fire off a Confusion coming too late, as Ekans closes the distance, wraps around his opponent and, just as Drowzee's body gains an ominous pink glow, Bites down with dark-type energy coursing through his fangs and into the immobilized Drowzee. To its credit, it doesn't faint on the spot, instead wailing in pain and struggling futilely in Ekans' grip.

Less to its credit, its inexperience shows, as Drowzee doesn't manage to purge the invading energy from its body in time to muster up another psychic attack. It gets part way there, a small burst of dark energy visibly expelled from its head, but that's all it manages before Ekans Bites down once more, not needing a new order from Ran to stick to what's clearly working.

This time, it's enough to decide the battle, as Drowzee slumps in Ekans' grip, only kept upright by the tight bind Ekans is keeping it in. Years ago, Ekans' instincts might have presented some difficulty at this point, as letting go of a defeated opponent goes directly against the purple carnivore's nature, but a regular diet of specialized pokéchow and intensive training prove their worth today. Ran doesn't even need to order Ekans to release Drowzee, his starter doing so of his own volition the second he's confident that Drowzee isn't simply playing dead.

"Good job buddy!" Ran praises his starter proudly, "You alright to stay out for a while and take a few more? I'm sure we'll run into some more opponents if we stick to the grass rather than going back out onto the road."

Ekans offers an affirming hiss, moving to glide along at Ran's side, as Ran for his part fishes out his compass and turns to face north-northwest, ensuring that they'll keep moving towards Goldenrod City whilst also wandering a bit further from the main road. Further out in the wilds, he might not risk wandering off from the patrolled parts of the Route so far, but with the ocean as a nearby natural boundary to the west, there's practically no risk of any dangerous wild pokémon choosing to live between the coast and the main road of Route 34.

They wander easily into the wilds, grasses and shrubs dominating the area, only rarely making place for large puddles or even minor lakes, small depressions in the ground drawing the local rain water towards them whilst a slight rise in the landscape towards the ocean and a lack of heavy rains combine to prevent the formation of any proper streams. There's still enough water to have drawn some water-types out from the ocean and inland however, as aside from a steady stream of Rattata and Drowzee, they also encounter a fair few Krabby and even a handful of Staryu.

Ran doesn't make Ekans battle all of the wild pokémon they run into over the next few hours, instead switching Ekans for Skorupi after an hour. Then once Skorupi's had a few battles, after another hour, it's Aria's turn. By late afternoon he decides to take a break, a convenient rock serving as a natural resting spot.

Aria is happy for the break as well, as Ran withdraws her for Golbat. Before he can properly settle down however, an unfamiliar voice cuts through the quiet.

"You can't sit on that rock. It's Arthur's."

Surprised, Ran looks in the direction of the voice, even as a deep croak calls out, as if to confirm the statement. The speaker is a trainer in his mid-twenties, with a remarkable dark pink pompadour. By his side, a glaring Politoed stands with its arms crossed.

"Who's Arthur?" Ran asks slowly, looking around for anyone who might take offense at his choice of seat. With his feet sore from walking and loudly announcing their need for the respite by throbbing insistently at the mere thought of getting up, he's hesitant to simply listen to the other trainer's words.

"Arthur is my Politoed," The other trainer answers easily enough, even as the pokémon in question offers a low, elongated croak, "He's very fond of that spot and I'm not inclined to upset him. So go on, shoo."

Before Ran can answer, Golbat flares his wings threateningly, stepping out partially in front of Ran, body tense as he postures aggressively in a clear threat display. If he was hoping to make the other trainer back off however, he can only be disappointed.

"I'm not impressed and frankly I'm in no mood. Move, or be moved kid." The trainer demands, one hand falling to one of the six pokéballs at his side whilst the other reaches out slightly towards Arthur the Politoed, whose glare only intensifies further.

At the sight of a full belt and the other trainer's confidence, Ran is inclined to accept, but Golbat clearly isn't. He screeches angrily, taking a few more threatening steps forward as he does so.

"Alright, I don't feel like wasting any time on this. One-on-one. Loser, which will be you, pisses off. No wager, just leaving." The other trainer complains, pacing away even as his fingers glide over the balls at his belt. Mulishly, Arthur the Politoed hops after him, unleashing a waterfall of croaks towards his trainer in a clear diatribe of some kind.

"Are you sure about this, Golbat? He's probably been training a lot longer than us." Ran asks his pokémon cautiously. All he gets for a response is a challenging shriek, as Golbat hops forwards to enter the 'arena', which is more than enough for Ran to get fully on board.

"Alright, get ready to get in the air." He instructs his pokémon, receiving an approving screech in return, as both trainer and pokémon turn their attention towards their opponent.

"Eeny, meeny, miny, moe." The other trainer lazily announces, hand wandering between the three pokéballs on his right, before finally settling on one of them. Arthur the Politoed finally falling silent in the background, though he's clearly unhappy to be doing so.

"Come on out, Flashlight." He announces, as an Ampharos appears on the field. Ran can't stop an involuntary intimidated gulp, as the strong electric-type appears and immediately focuses its attention on Golbat, who for his part doesn't seem intimidated just yet.

"Charge up and pick your moment." The other trainer instructs lazily, signaling the start of the fight with a brisk wave.

"Screech!" Ran counters, hoping to not only weaken the opposing Ampharos, but maybe also surprise it into failing its own move.

His hopes are in vain, as all Golbat achieves with his Screech, aside from its normal effect, is to further annoy the opposing trainer.

"Okay no if you're going to use annoying shit like that, we're ending this quickly." He complains, even as Ran orders Golbat to use Astonish before closing in for a Poison Fang.

"Zap- Thundershock." The other trainer commands, seemingly aborting whatever he was about to say first as Golbat suddenly bursts forwards, a ghostly apparition covering his form and drawing Ampharos' attention towards its impossibly dark, gaping maw. Golbat's fangs are already glowing with purple poison-energy, whilst Ran leans forwards in anticipation, hoping that Astonish might make Ampharos flinch for the crucial second it will take Golbat to close in and land his own attack.

But although the ghost-type energy connects with Ampharos and thus must logically inflict at least some amount of damage, the electric-type doesn't acknowledge the attack. Instead, it remains laser focused on Golbat as the red orb on its forehead crackles with electric sparks for a moment, before a large burst of yellow electricity bursts outwards directly towards Golbat.

The poison-flying-type doesn't even have enough time to realize what's happening, his poisonous maw about to crunch down on his target one moment and terrible debilitating pain running through every inch of his body the next. Golbat doesn't even manage to cry out in pain, his whole body locking up as the electric attack wreaks havoc on his system. Ran lets out a horrified shout of his own, crying for Golbat to get out of there, but the attack's power is too great, as Golbat's diving attack turns into an uncontrolled nosedive, crashing into the ground a few feet in front of Ampharos.

Golbat's shivering pain-wracked body slides on for a few feet, with Ampharos confidently taking just a single step back to prevent its opponent from so much as getting any dirt on its feet. Any hope Ran might have that Golbat is still able to fight is destroyed the next moment, when the electric-type nudges the now fully stationary poison-type from his belly onto his back.

Golbat's large eyes are both closed, his tongue lolling out whilst a dark purple pattern is visible on his dark blue lower body. The branching pattern of scarred tissue forms a branching mess on Golbat's body that might almost be considered beautiful, if Golbat hadn't received it in such a painful way. Ran hurriedly recalls his pokémon for now, even as he frantically runs through the small inventory of medical supplies he's got on him at the moment.

"Right, I say again, buzz off." The other trainer speaks curtly, already striding past Ran and towards the rock that's the cause of their battle in the first place. Behind him, Arthur the Politoed comes dancing after him merrily, whilst the Ampharos, which hasn't been recalled yet, looks at Golbat's unconscious form with at least a modicum of hesitance.

Ran doesn't pay either of the other two pokémon any mind however. He's too focused on shooting a venomous glare at the older guy's back. Unfortunately, with Golbat utterly incapacitated from a single attack, he knows full well that anything other than obediently marching off will just end with him nursing more defeated pokémon back to health. Burning the other trainer's appearance into his mind, he finally turns before marching off, earlier pained feet forgotten in favor of the anger eating away at him from the inside.

It's not the loss itself that drives his ferocious steps as he stomps off briskly, but rather the other trainer's behavior and his needlessly violent attack. Ignoring his general jerkiness for the moment, the skill gap between them was apparent enough from the start. To not have the common decency to at least choose a pokémon without a type advantage, is enough for Ran to vow silent retribution.

Retribution he'll come for some day in the future, at least, when his team actually stands a shot against what might well be an eight badge trainer with a fully evolved team. For now, the thought of the other trainer's eventual comeuppance is all the fuel Ran needs to eat up a few more miles in short order, before his feet finally won't be ignored any longer. There's no convenient rock or log to be found this time, but Ekans is happy enough to flatten out a respectable area of grass so Ran can at least sit down without running the risk of having a wild pokémon literally crawl on top of him before he notices it.

Just as he plonks his butt down on the grass, with Ekans immediately coiling protectively around his trainer, his pokégear vibrates with an incoming message. Glancing down, he isn't particularly surprised to see Josie's name staring back up at him. Opening their conversation, which has been dormant for the duration of their Ilex Forest trek, he catches up on what his friend's been up to.

Josie: You don't know what you're missing by going poison-types. Riding's a good time.

Ran: I'm fine with my feet on the ground.

Josie: Lame

Josie: Almost made it to the city

Josie: Found something cool

Josie: Day Care / Eevee breeder

Josie: Got a pup with some real fire to her

Ran: I thought you weren't interested in a Flareon?

Josie: Yeah but now that you've got four

Josie: Don't wanna lag behind you know

Ran: Do whatever you like, but that seems like a bad reason to change your plans?

Josie: Right

Josie: Because Skorupi was in your plans right?

Ran: I didn't even know Skorupi existed. It's hardly the same thing. You already had the choice to add a Flareon and deliberately chose not to.

Josie:

Ran knows that Josie wants him to react to the ellipses she sends him, but he doesn't bother. Instead, he takes the time to dig around in his backpack for a light snack for both himself and for Ekans, who gladly accepts his treat. By the time Ran bothers to look at his pokégear again, it's vibrated more than once with more incoming messages.

Josie:

Josie:

Josie: Don't ignore me

Josie: You suck

Josie: Guess you have a point though

Josie: Fine, won't buy the fuzzball

Josie: She's cute though

Attached is a picture of the Eevee in question. Exceptionally fluffy and with a slight reddish tint to her brown eyes, Ran can easily admit that it is indeed a remarkably cute example of its kind. Not to mention that there's something about those eyes that just seems to suit a future evolution into a Flareon.

Ran: I was getting a snack, actually.

Ran: That's probably the right decision, though, yes. Congratulations.

Josie: Whatever

Josie: You making it to GC by night?

Ran: No, I'll camp out one more night. Golbat got hurt pretty bad in a battle against an arrogant toerag, but I've got the supplies to take care of him. We've wandered off the path and into the wilds a bit, I don't feel like rushing in the dark and risking an injury or something.

Josie: Wuss

Josie: See you tomorrow then

Ran: See you tomorrow.

By the time Ran closes his conversation with Josie, early evening is already setting in. Looking from Ekans to the surrounding landscape, he hums in thought, before getting up once more.

"Come on buddy, just another hour or so, just to see if we can't at least find a spot with some fresh water. Maybe some better visibility too, while we're at it." He encourages his starter, the purple Snake Pokémon hissing obligingly before following at his trainer's side once more.

With Golbat out of action, they'll have to be a bit more careful until they make it to Goldenrod City, but he's confident enough in his team's ability to navigate whatever they might encounter. Even with Golbat temporarily out of commission, they can still get some good training in for the evening. Because if the encounter with Arthur's trainer has made one thing perfectly clear, it's that they've still got a very long way to go before the Conference at the end of the season.

So, even if one of his four pokémon is in no shape to train for the day, that's still no reason for the others to get a night off. If anything, this only further reinforces the need for him and his team to outwork and outperform everyone who has a head start on them.

Teeth gritted as his mind immediately wanders to Bugsy and his three-year head start, Ran speeds up further, power walking ahead in search of a good spot to make camp. Ekans lets out a plaintive hiss as he struggles to keep up for a moment before adjusting, but Ran is undeterred. It'll be a good warm-up for them both.



Author's Note: It's the final asshole! Though at least this one offered a chance at a peaceful resolution before resorting to fighting. As for journeying with Josie, her having a mount and Ran not having one was always going to end up being a thing, especially after the restrictive Ilex Forest. They'll reunite soon, but for now, Ran and his team are on their own again!

This update is a full chapter due to being an awkward length for splitting into a two-parter. The next update, as always, will be on Wednesday and will also be a full chapter. Then we'll have another interlude before returning to a chapter-per-week structure again for a while. Of course if you want to read ahead, or feel like supporting my writing, please go and have a look at my Patreon. There, you can get 2 weeks of Early Access at the Supporters-tier. Additionally, the second name vote of the story approaches, for those that want to go a step further and join the Contributor-tier.

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Aggressive bat huh?
Seems an odd hill to die on
To be honest the pink-haired guy was being a complete dick and Golbat probably didn't like this unknown disrespecting his trainer over something so petty. The fact that the trainer then opted to go scorched earth even after realizing how much weaker Ran's team probably was kind of underscores how much of a complete dick he was being.
 
Chapter 13
It's around noon the next day when Ran finally wanders into Goldenrod City. His team is fully recalled once more, a nighttime battle against a belligerent and rather powerful Drowzee and a late morning two-on-two against another two-badge trainer having put some serious strain on them. Of course they chased off the Drowzee and won the trainer battle with a score of two to zero, but with Golbat's injuries keeping him benched and Aria having faced the wild Drowzee, it was the pair of Skorupi and Ekans who had to pull out all the stops in the trainer battle.

Skorupi's Toxic Spikes immediately proved their value, playing a significant role in his close triumph over the opponent's Marill. Their ability to really limit the Marill's freedom of movement alone was worth a lot, as shown by their opponent getting halfway through ordering a Rollout before hurriedly changing his mind. With it also lacking any real ways to defend against Skorupi's attacks, it was forced to choose between weathering their attacks and dodging right into the Toxic Spikes.

Ultimately, Skorupi had the other pokémon's number in general, but even the brief glimpse of Toxic Spikes' raw potential had left Ran's mind racing. They'd both been eager to keep going when their opponent's next choice was a Skiploom, but Ran ultimately overrode his own instincts and the poison-bug-type's wishes, recalling him in favor of Ekans. Skorupi's enthusiasm made him a joy to train, but under the circumstances Ran wasn't willing to risk overtaxing him.

His opponent had visibly perked up when Ran recalled one poison-type, only to slump in disappointment when Ekans had come out instead. That fight had been significantly less close, even though Skorupi's lingering Toxic Spikes didn't trouble Skiploom. Instead, Ekans was happy to Stockpile to buff his defenses before firing off Acid after Acid until their opponents finally made the mistake of letting Skiploom get too close. At that point, a lightning-quick Poison Fang, courtesy of some recent tutoring from Golbat - offered before his strongest team member had been incapacitated by that asshole with the Politoed and its stupid rock -, was enough to dispose of what little fight Skiploom had left.

After the previous afternoon's battle, the clean sweep is a nice ego boost, but with three of his four pokémon significantly below peak condition, Ran's mood remains sour. Before becoming a trainer he would've been able to push the state of his team from his mind, comfortable in the knowledge that they're all safe in the stasis imposed by their pokéballs. Now, however, there's a feeling of vulnerability to walking around with a weakened team. It's a scary realization to come to, that he's come to rely on his team as a form of actual protection and one that sees him speed up once more as he almost jogs the final few hundred feet to the Pokécenter.

As he approaches the building, the sheer size of Goldenrod City and everything about it finally sinks in. In Violet City, the Pokécenter was a fair bit bigger than it was in Azalea Town, offering easily twice as many beds and having a larger capacity for injured pokémon as well. But even that, at the time impressive, sight pales in comparison to the imposing building he enters now.

If Azalea Town's Pokécenter is the size of a large house and Violet City easily beats it out by being comparable to a large duplex, then Goldenrod City's Pokécenter can only be compared to a large three-floor office building. At a guess, it easily doubles the floor space Violet City's Pokécenter has available to it, whilst adding a full extra floor on top of that. The distinct red roof is still the same color at least, but that's really where the comparisons stop.

Not that the gargantuan Pokécenter stands out like a sore thumb in Goldenrod City, it's large paved roads surrounded on all sides by a variety of buildings, some even larger and more imposing than Ran's current destination. Whenever there's a smaller building that actually allows him a look at the rest of Goldenrod's skyline, his eye is caught by one of the city's skyscrapers, whether it's the Radio Tower, the famed Goldenrod Trainer Department Store or one of the tall office buildings he doesn't know the name of.

Violet City was large in a conventional sense, a large number of houses sprawling out over a greater area. But it had still been largely comparable to Azalea Town if sheer volume was taken out of the equation. Because at least they'd shared overall architectural features and a general sense of rustic tranquility.

That comparison, which Ran had figured might hold true for all of Johto, doesn't fly at all when Goldenrod City is added to the equation. Because Goldenrod sticks out like a sore thumb compared to the other places he's visited so far. Not only in scale, though that in its own right is a major departure from the norm established by Violet City, but in overall appearance.

There's something overwhelming about it all. It's not merely the height of the buildings, but also the unique background noises, reinforced by bouncing off of those steel titans that line the streets. With lunchtime just about arrived, there's also the sheer rush of people moving every which way, contributing further to the bustle of the city. Where the quiet and monotony of Azalea Town could get boring, here there's no such risk. If anything, it's overstimulation, rather than boredom, that seems more likely here.

He's not sure whether he likes these things about Goldenrod City or not, but he's got plenty of time to figure that out. At the moment, as he enters the pokécenter and makes a beeline for the service desk, he's got other priorities. A kind forty-something nurse greets him with a soft smile, accepting the pokéballs of all four of Ran's team members before sending them down a pressurized tube one after the other.

At Ran's evident surprise, she merely smiles once more as she explains the situation to him, "First time in the big city? We get a lot more business than most other pokécenters. We've got at least three nurses on duty at any time, as well as a full staff of capable support pokémon. Don't worry, your team is in good hands. It just wouldn't be efficient for me to personally walk them over to their treatment location. Don't worry, you'll get an automated message on your pokégear once their treatment is finished."

Ran just manages to thank the nurse, when he's cut off by an enthusiastic shout, "Oh hey you made it!"

"Hi Josie," He answers easily enough, turning to greet his friend with an amused grin, "What kept you?"

"Pssht, don't flatter yourself, running into you without texting is a coincidence. I took the morning off. This place has actual baths for some of the better rooms!" Josie waves him off, before her enthusiasm takes over once more, volume steadily rising even as she approaches.

"That's nice, I still got a normal one with use of the common facilities though." Ran replies casually, easily deflating Josie's rising cheer with his dry answer.

"Whatever, come on already, I was just about to go and book my challenge at the Gym." She shrugs off Ran's attempt to calm her down, taking a few bounding steps before holding in place, shaking in place until he relents and starts following her.

With a cheer, she leads them out of the pokécenter and towards the Gym. According to Josie, it's 'only' a fifteen-minute walk, which is apparently nothing by Goldenrod's standards even if it's easily triple the distance between the Gym and the Pokécenter back in Azalea Town. As they walk, Josie waxes poetic on Goldenrod's charms, her mind on the city clearly already a lot more made up than Ran's own.

Ran is content to let her, though he does weigh in when Josie starts on her planned itinerary for their stay in Goldenrod. They're both interested in visiting the Trainer Department Store and the Goldenrod Tunnel and easily agree to visit both locations together, but Ran has no interest in the Game Corner or the Flower Shop Josie saw and insists she must visit properly. Instead, he announces his intent to take a short two- or three-day trip to Route 35, which Josie in turn wholeheartedly disagrees with, unwilling to give up the opportunity to take a daily bath for the duration of their stay in Goldenrod.

Neither of them mind splitting up and there's no hard feelings involved either way, as far as Ran is concerned, so it's a conversation that's easily handled and fully resolved by the time they make it to the local Gym. Once they arrive however, they're met with a sight that Ran almost fails to process.

Outside of the Gym, which is a large, flat rectangular building with garish pink accents in its woodwork, there's an actual ticket booth. Said ticket booth currently has a line of eight people queuing up, only the large sign that clearly says 'spectators' preventing them from having to join the queue themselves. Instead, they get to walk right past and enter the building properly.

The front lobby is a whole new assault on the senses, the chosen aesthetic most closely resembling what Ran expects to happen if an eleven-year-old girl is given an unlimited budget and a professional renovation crew who can't use the word 'no'. Though testing isn't an option, he seriously wouldn't be surprised if the wallpaper tastes like cotton candy.

Unlike the ticket counter outside, the reception desk doesn't have a queue of people waiting in front of it. Instead the front lobby is surprisingly quiet, the older gentleman on duty perking up visibly when they turn towards him and start to approach.

"Hello there! Here to register for a Gym Challenge? Please hand me your Trainer IDs if you'd be so kind." He greets them both heartily, extended hand trembling just slightly as he accepts their documentation and scans them one after the other on a device attached to his computer.

"Josephine Shelby and Ran Carr? First circuit, Zephyr and Hive Badges?" He reads off warmly, pausing for affirmation before continuing once they both nod.

"Excellent! You can challenge Gym Leader Whitney three days from today. At what time would you like to challenge?" The man asks dutifully, attention shifting from them to the computer screen he squints at and back again.

"Just three days?" Josie voices the surprised thought running through both their minds before Ran can, "Are you sure that's right? We've had at least a week's wait at the other Gyms we challenged."

Rather than take offense at their shared doubt, the older gentleman merely laughs, breaking down into a coughing fit before he manages to regather himself, "Yes, well, you challenged Falkner and Azalea's new Gym Leader Bugsy, did you not? We're still pretty early in the season and those boys don't have Whitney's well-deserved reputation now do they?"

They both nod obligingly, indulging the man by giving him the reaction he's clearly looking for, in order to keep his explanation going.

"Well that's all there is to it, really! Flynn's boy's reputation for being a bit inconsistent isn't great and Bugsy of course did quite well in the Conference this year, but neither one of them is a true Conference winner like our Whitney, nor do they have her indomitable reputation. So those trainers that start out in this part of the region tend to do so at Violet City and those that start elsewhere in Johto tend to circle around to Violet and Azalea before coming to Goldenrod, when they get to this part of their journey. Thus, our waiting times will be quite a bit shorter than I believe you've gotten used to for a good while yet." The man finishes his story, shaky hand reaching for a cup of what can, by this point, be lukewarm coffee at best, that was previously hidden from Ran's sight.

"That makes sense, what've you got available in the early afternoon?" Josie accepts easily, showcasing her usual easygoing attitude by simply accepting the explanation at face value and moving on. Ran envies her the ability, as his own thoughts are still caught on the 'indomitable reputation' part.

"Does two work for you?" The smiling receptionist asks, hands returning to the keyboard confidently despite the continued light shaking. Josie nods confidently, which is enough for him to smile once more and book her challenge on the spot, then, his attention turns to Ran.

"Well it's Josie's turn to go first, so do you have anything around two thirty?" Ran inquires politely, soon locking in his own challenge for exactly that hour. Assuming everything goes roughly according to plan, that should give Josie enough time to head to the pokécenter and make it back to watch his match whilst likewise giving him enough time to comfortably watch her match before turning his focus to his own.

With that handled, they leave the Gym behind once more, with an hour or two left in the day before dinnertime. With their respective challenges against Whitney planned in just three days, rather than the expected week or more, Ran's intended trip to Route 35 will have to wait until after challenging Goldenrod Gym. The relatively late hour also immediately dismisses the Goldenrod Trainer Department Store as an option, so when he speaks up, it's to advocate the only location that makes sense at the moment.

"Want to go and visit the Tunnel? We can explore it, you could get a few matches in and then we'll have a proper lay of the land to make a day of it tomorrow or the day after?" He offers with a grin, although Josie waves him off immediately.

"Pass. If we're only in town for a few days, I'm hitting the Game Corner early. Meet up tomorrow morning to go to the Department Store? Then we can hit the Tunnel after lunch for more shopping, battling, dinner and more battling!" She offers cheerfully, which Ran accepts easily enough after a moment's consideration.

"Sure thing," he agrees, pausing for a moment before immediately continuing to cut off the question Josie is about to ask, her mouth already opening, "And yes I'm sure that I don't want to join you at the Game Corner. My budget is tight enough as it is."

"But that's why you should come to the Game Corner," Josie insists energetically, offering him an admittedly charming smile that's clearly meant to cajole him, "To increase your budget!"

"Nope. I'll just head back to the Pokécenter early and take an evening off, read up on some stuff and enjoy the opportunity to be off my feet for a few extra hours." He rejoins easily, just as unbothered by Josie's cajoling as he is by her following complaints about just how terrible he is.

"You're the most boring man alive! Read? Read?! I swear you're the kind of guy who gets a book for his birthday and is genuinely excited about it!" She cries out dramatically, presenting Ran with the perfect opportunity to subtly needle her a final time.

"Oh you're getting me a book? That's great. Actually there's this book on the history of Fuchsia City I'm interested in, but it's a bit hard to find in Johto, maybe your family in Kanto could mail over a copy?" He replies placidly, an encouraging smile plastered lazily across his face.

"Away, you monster! Away!" Josie cries dramatically, theatrically shying away from him as she takes a few steps backwards in the Game Corner's general direction. Ran merely offers a simple wave in return, before turning and heading towards the Pokécenter himself. Running into Josie earlier than expected threw off his plans for the rest of the day slightly, but with both his room and his challenge at the Gym booked, he can finally enjoy a shower of his own before hopefully claiming one of the Pokécenter's computers for a few hours.

After all, even with his team in the Pokécenter's expert care, there's no reason for him not to spend his time productively. Which is why, after a brisk walk, a long hot shower and a quick self-made early dinner (thanks to the Pokécenter's communal facilities), he plants himself behind a computer and starts typing. His very first search isn't actually a productive one necessarily, but is instead meant to finally sate an uncomfortable uncertainty that's been quietly gnawing away at him for a few weeks now.

There's a slight hesitance to his motions as he types Spencer's name into the search bar, but when he finally confirms his query, any worry he had immediately evaporates. Low-level trainers like Josie, Spencer and himself have rather barebones profile pages in the Indigo database, with none of them having any televised appearances, tournament or Conference participations or anything of the like under their belts just yet. Still, what they do all have, is a basic summary of the badges they've earned.

On Spencer's page, next to the gleaming silver Zephyr Badge from Violet City, its color showing off its status as an acquired badge, sits a shimmering onyx-bordeaux dragon head, the Rising Badge, from the dragon-type Gym in Blackthorn City. Ran stares in a mixture of relief and awe at the confirmation that Spencer made it through the Dark Caves in one piece and successfully challenged what is considered by many to be one of the toughest Gyms in Johto.

When he scrolls down to the 'known Pokémon' part of the page, he gets another shocking surprise, as Spencer's previous team of Pineco, Scyther and Onix has seen a significant shake up. Not only has Pineco evolved into a Forretress, but he's also added a Skarmory to his already impressive line-up. The addition of such an impressive fourth member to Spencer's team stings a bit, but nowhere near as much as the confirmation that his starter has evolved, whilst Ran's, which is supposed to evolve sooner than the Pineco-line, hasn't yet.

Plus, with Forretress' type advantage and the sheer bulk of his remaining team members, Spencer will likely blow right through Mahogany Town's famously tough Gym as well. Ran's own third badge is also within reach, but Spencer's apparent success still lights a fire in him, as his typing becomes a fair bit more animated from that point on.

His next stop is Karolina Brandt, the snobbish girl that debuted against Bugsy at an eight-badge level. Only the Hive Badge is colored in, confirming that she's only got the one badge thus far, but her profile holds other surprises. Her confirmed team for one doesn't merely show the Jynx, Piloswine and Weavile that Ran was already aware off through Josie's retelling of Karolina's battle with Bugsy, but also confirms a Cloyster and a Lapras, with both of those apparently having seen action in a tournament in Olivine City she participated in mere days ago.

With the sheer power her confirmed fully-evolved team holds, it's no surprise to Ran that she won the whole thing, though it does leave him with another question. How does a girl his age make her debut with five fully-evolved and quite rare pokémon? Her team's composition would make sense for a year two or three trainer, sponsored by Mahogany Town's Gym, but her profile confirms that she's on her first circuit and that she's Ran's age, so that theory doesn't hold up.

It's a mystery he lacks the means to solve, though he does decide for himself to keep an eye on Karolina's progress every now and then. Finally, as far as other trainers go, he looks up Grady Kendrick, the cheerful thirteen-year old having made a lasting impression on him over the span of the night they camped in Union Cave.

Unlike the mixed feelings Spencer's profile page evoked, Ran is happy to see Grady has in fact triumphed at Violet City, the Zephyr Badge shining right next to the Hive Badge. Again however, there's a surprise to be found, as unlike Spencer, Karolina and even Ran himself, Grady actually has a small personal message written on his profile, which Ran reads with a fair amount of disbelief.

Next destination: Goldenrod City! Whitney, I'm coming for my badge! #FirstofFive #2of8

It's an awkwardly childish update, as far as Ran is concerned, but there's a certain charm to it in spite of, or maybe precisely because of, its genuine naivete. Not that anyone other than Ran himself is likely to ever read it, as trainer profile pages really aren't used as a way to communicate by anyone, anywhere. Most people either leave the short message blank entirely, like Ran himself, or if they don't, they just put in a short description or quote they then don't touch again for years at a time.

Bugsy for example, being the only trainer Ran looked up every now and then in the past few years, had the same line for years, only recently changing it when he became Azalea Town's new Gym Leader.

It used to be 'Azalea Town Gym Sponsored Trainer - Bug-specialist'. Now, when Ran briefly visits his page, the text has been updated to the slightly more informative 'Azalea Town Gym Leader - Bug-specialist / Exciting employment opportunities, visit our site or inquire locally'.

Ran almost sinks into the rabbit hole by visiting the website for Bugsy's Gym, but he just manages to stop himself. Though interesting, he does actually still have stuff he wants to handle, rather than getting sidetracked by looking for more information on his hometown gym's progress under its new leadership. So, exiting the Indigo Trainer Database interface, he instead opens a proper search engine.

His efforts to find out more about Skorupi are just as fruitless now as they were when he first discovered just what species his newest team member belonged to, but he only wastes fifteen frustrating minutes on that particular search, before shifting focus. First, he uses his pokégear to send a few quick updates to his dad. Then he spends a frustrating half hour yet again researching the Ekans-line and any potential causes that might be keeping his Ekans, who is showing all the physical markers, from evolving.

When that research proves fruitless, he spends over an hour looking into ways to help teach Ekans, Aria and Golbat their next moves. Acid Spray and Sludge Bomb for his starter, Sucker Punch and Agility for Aria and finally Haze and Venoshock for Golbat. This at least proves more fruitful, his pokégear filling up with notes over the course of the evening. Just as he's considering a shift towards a more entertaining way to spend his last hour or two before going to bed, however, a surprising voice interrupts Ran's work.

"Oh cool, you made it here too!" Grady Kendrick calls out, eagerly approaching Ran at his computer and happily plonking himself down in the unoccupied seat to Ran's left. As he does so, Ran gets a good look at the younger trainer. His tan has darkened slightly further, a logical consequence of the traveling lifestyle, whilst the darkest parts of his black-and-yellow outfit have faded slightly, becoming more of a washed out dark gray rather than the previous dark black. His dark green eyes shine brightly, shaggy black hair kept out of his eyes by the baseball cap he wears backwards. He faces Ran with a beaming smile as he starts rambling merrily.

"This is great! How'd you do against Bugsy? I beat Falkner like it was nothing, so I'm back in town to challenge Whitney next, I guess you also got your second badge or you wouldn't be here yet so that was a dumb question never mind. Hey, where's Josie? Is she taking a shower or something? I only just made it into the city and I'll be sleeping at my parents' house so no shower for me just yet. Sorry if I stink, I guess, I just came by here to check my team in for the night before heading home for the night but then when I'd done that I figured I'd do a quick tour of the building to see if I'd run into any familiar faces and then I found you!" Grady rattles off at a mile-a-minute, not really giving Ran a proper chance to respond to any of his questions until he has to pause to take a breath, at which point Ran speaks up.

"As far as I know, Josie is at the Game Corner. It's good to see you Grady, though it might be better if we catch up properly tomorrow or something, if your parents are expecting you?" He offers easily, only to be surprised when the excitable thirteen-year old seemingly deflates.

"Yeah, alright… Sure thing…" He accepts sullenly, shoving his chair backwards and standing up in one brisk move, no longer making eye contact with Ran.

Unsure how to handle the other boy's reaction, Ran speaks up before the Goldenrod native takes his first step, "Josie and I are visiting the Trainer Department Store tomorrow morning, we could meet up in front of the building at around nine?"

Grady visibly pauses, green eyes regaining their previous luster after a few seconds as he gasps in delight, "You really mean it? Yeah, totally! I'll be there! I've been there loads of times, I can totally show you around!"

"Sounds great," Ran agrees easily, "Let's call it nine for now, if something changes, we've got each other's contact information, we'll text, alright?"

"Yeah, okay, totally, cool! I'll go home and take that shower now, then. See you tomorrow!" Grady agrees enthusiastically, almost stumbling over his own words in his enthusiasm as he takes off at speed once more, almost running over an unwitting older trainer who is just entering the computer room himself.

Ran sighs in weary amusement, the brief two-minute conversation with the absurdly energetic Grady enough to drain what energy he had left. After a few moments of thought, he logs off from the computer and heads towards his room. Initially, he was planning to watch one of Whitney's most recent televised matches, but at this point, he's happy to plop down in bed and just watch whatever form of competitive Pokémon battling is being broadcast at this hour.

The broadcast in question ends up being a battle between an up-and-coming Dark-type specialist, a young woman with silvery-blue hair and an attractive figure, and a man Ran is surprised to recognize. It's Clarence, the previously long-term sponsored trainer of Azalea Town Gym and water-type specialist who quite recently failed to win the position of Gym Leader in a direct match against Bugsy.

Clarence is by no means a slouch, his strong team and respectable track record at Conference finals making him a realistic candidate for the position of Gym Leader, even if a bit of favoritism might also have factored in there. But on the night, he's badly outclassed. Ran stumbles upon the battle when Clarence is already down two to zero and, although his Poliwrath manages back-to-back wins to bring the score back to three to two after his Azumarill goes down, the outcome is never truly in doubt, the battle eventually ending at six to three in the woman's favor.

At that point the commentary team turns to the impact the match has on both trainers' respective careers, but by then Ran is having trouble keeping his eyes open, barely managing to turn the tv off before sweet sleep claims him.



Author's Note: Heartbreaking: The Worst Person You Know Is Doing Great. Because yeah, Spencer is still on track as far as his own schedule goes. He may get his comeuppance in time, but for now, he's still succeeding in his endeavors.

I hope Goldenrod City comes across somewhat vividly as noticeably larger and busier than the previous locations Ran has visited. Grady is also here and he'll be present for the next few chapters at the very least, which is why for the next update, we'll be having a Grady interlude to see what he's been up to and shed some light on his behavior. Plus, he's run into another interesting figure who'll likely be popping up again further down the line.

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Interlude 3: Grady
Grady Kendrick, Goldenrod City Gym sponsored trainer and all around cool guy, pictured his journey very differently to how it's actually turning out.

Oh sure, it's still amazing! Of course it is! He gets to spend all day with his team, he gets to be out from under Whitney's sharp eyes and he gets to do pokémon battles! Really, as far as all the 'normal' aspects of being a trainer go, his journey is everything it was supposed to be.

Already, he's won the new Hive Badge from Azalea Town, which he won from a Gym Leader that's only two years older than him! Super cool. And that's before mentioning Falkner, whom he'll be battling soon, for the Zephyr Badge. That guy is the epitome of cool, between his effortless good looks, strong teams and unpredictable approach to Gym battles.

He's been meeting lots of cool trainers, he gets to spend a lot of time with his pokémon and he even gets to choose when and what he eats! Really, in a lot of ways, it's more than he could have ever expected his journey to be.

Especially spending time with his team, which he obviously got to do back in Goldenrod, has been even better now that he doesn't have to keep them in their balls so often. Though admittedly there have been one or two mishaps between Chinchou's penchant for zapping first and thinking second on the one hand and Bob - his Voltorb - having a tendency to use Screech just for fun on the other.

Still, they've made it through those minor issues without too much trouble, with Eevee always there as a comforting presence. The one thing his team unfortunately can't do is really talk back and so, even though their company is great and Eevee in particular is great at cuddling up with him and listening to him ramble about anything he feels like…

Journeying is still a lot lonelier than he was expecting.

He always pictured himself traveling with either Selene and Eva, or with Donnie and Grace. Sure, he wasn't as close with them as they were with each other, but they'd all been friends! After all, they spent loads of time together as Whitney's sponsored trainers and they'd all been super interested when he was the first of the group to catch his second pokémon.

Okay, admittedly he'd always be the one to reach out to the others to hang out, or train together, or to take their pokémon along to the groomers, or anything else, really. But when he'd started inquiring about the others' travel plans only to find out that the two duos would be going their separate ways, he figured neither wanted to invite him along on the spot to avoid any hard feelings with the other pair he wouldn't be accompanying.

He wasn't actually expecting that neither duo would invite him along!

In the final days before they got to set out, he'd tried to angle their conversations to the subject, but either none of them had picked up on it or they'd deliberately ignored his attempts. The result was the same either way, as it left him to journey alone.

Obviously, he couldn't just travel the same route as either of the duos. The risk of constantly running into them only to be reminded that they didn't want to travel with him was way too great. So he'd set out for Azalea Town.

And sure, he was on his own. But at least he'd been meeting a lot of cool other trainers!

Not all of them were nice, of course, but that was to be expected. He's still met a lot of people whom he might still travel alongside for a while at least. It's just a matter of running into someone with the same destination.

Because that's the other part of his loneliness. He's shared a meal here or there, or a camping spot for the night. But everyone he's gotten along with so far is going the wrong way!

Steve, Michael, Ran and Josie, Eugina, even the group of Thomas, Jean and Emma! All of them great trainers roughly his own age whom he'd have been happy to travel with for a while. But none of them have been traveling the same way!

Sure he's gathered some contact information and he's just gathering up the courage to get back in touch with them, but if he does message them, only to find out that they don't actually want to keep in touch with him… That'd hurt even worse than his friends from Goldenrod not inviting him along.

So maybe he shouldn't message them, even if he's got their contact information? After all, out of these parts, all roads lead to Goldenrod, so maybe he can just wait to see if he runs into any of them there?

That seems reasonable.

Mind made up, he puts thoughts of potential traveling companions out of mind and gently wakes up his dozing team. If they're going to battle Falkner in a few days, then they've still got a lot of training to do, after all.



"Just keep doing what you're doing. I think you'll be alright, kid." Falkner finishes his kind words, leaving Grady almost sad to have defeated him on his first try. With how smart and strong and effortlessly cool he is, he's sure that Falkner's got a lot more to teach him yet. Even if his chosen flying-types are at a major disadvantage to Grady's own electric-types.

"Thanks, I'll do my best!" Grady replies enthusiastically, before leaving the Gym whilst waving to the enthusiastic crowd, his showing apparently having been good enough to receive quite the strong applause.

He actually skips out of the Gym and towards the pokécenter, already enthusiastically typing away on his pokégear to update the homefront on his victory over Falkner. He is distracted by shouting behind him, however.

"Excuse me! Grady Kendrick!" Somebody shouts behind him, forcing him to awkwardly abort his stride mid-skip.

Turning around to face whoever's calling him, he's left facing another young, clearly sponsored, trainer with three pokéballs on his belt, who jogs towards him enthusiastically.

It's a short and slight guy, one he's actually got an inch or two on, for a change. He's got a light honey-toned complexion, with black hair that's been combed to the side. Sharp brown eyes are fixated on the pokéballs at Grady's belt, whilst his heavy walking shoes throw up tiny clouds of dust with every impact.

Instinctively self-conscious due to the other boy's neat outfit, consisting of a button-up shirt and khaki chinos, Grady hurriedly tries to straighten his own t-shirt, even as he responds to the other boy's words.

"Yes?" He asks, curious about just what the other trainer could possibly want with him.

"I'm Vichai," the other trainer introduces himself, "Vichai Narin, one of Professor Elm's sponsored trainers. I'd like to talk to you about that Eevee of yours and ask you some questions for my research for the professor, if you don't mind."

"Sure thing!" Grady agrees enthusiastically, always happy to help and even happier to show off Eevee's awesomeness.

"Excellent, though I'm sure you'd like to turn that Voltorb of yours in at the pokécenter first, shall we?" Vichai asks, gesturing with one hand for them to continue walking towards Grady's destination.

As Vichai actually seems mildly concerned for Bob, Grady hurriedly reassures him, even as the pair of trainers starts walking, "Oh I'm not worried about Bob. Self-Destruct was scary the first few times, but he knows how far he can push himself without seriously harming himself. He'll still need some care of course, but really, that was a pretty minor blast, all things considered."

"If you say so," Vichai responds, somewhat hesitantly, before perking up, as he turns the conversation to the topic he's clearly interested in discussing, "So that Eevee of yours, I only got a brief look at it of course, but have you given any thought as to its eventual evolution?"

"I have," Grady confirms happily, starting to ramble in his excitement, "Eevee will eventually be evolving into a Jolteon, if everything goes according to plan. You've already seen Bob, if you watched my battle against Falkner, and I've also got a Chinchou, and because electric-types are really cool and they fit me really well it just makes sense and I've already discussed it with Eevee herself and she's also enthusiastic about it so really it's just a matter of time and getting a Thunder Stone!"

"Oh, I see. You've discussed this with her? Can I ask, did you suggest that you'd like her to turn into a Jolteon, or how did that conversation go, exactly?" Vichai asks, examining Grady critically, a note of tension in his voice.

"Uh…" Grady hesitates, unsure about the other boy's response and, in truth, about how exactly his conversation with Eevee went, all that time ago.

"I see." Vichai replies somewhat coldly, before perking up slightly, "How about this, I am doing a comparative study on split evolutions for the professor. Stuff like the difference between a Slowpoke evolving into a Slowbro and a Slowking. Though that particular example is extremely situational, one of the overarching things we're considering is the impact the pokémon's personality has on its eventual evolution."

Vichai pauses his explanation then, as they enter the pokécenter and Grady takes a few moments to hand in Bob's pokéball to the nurse. Only when they've left the line, does Vichai speak up once more, "To put it simply, I'm curious about your Eevee's future evolution and the role you play in that choice. Which is why I'd like to set up a small experiment with your Eevee, in a controlled and neutral environment without you being able to influence her, to see if she still shows a preference for an evolution into Jolteon at that point. Is that something you'd be willing to contribute to?"

Grady doesn't respond immediately, instead actually properly considering the other trainer's words. Not out of any reticence or wariness, but Vichai talked pretty fast there and there were some very big words in there.

"So you want to check to see if Eevee would be happier to evolve into another form than Jolteon?" He asks, just to make sure he's properly understood the gist of Vichai's explanation.

"That is correct, yes." Vichai nods in agreement, finally drawing a smile from Grady.

"Sure thing! Can we do it now, or do you need to set anything up, or what did you have in mind?" He asks unsuspectingly, only to be caught off guard by the eager glint that enters Vichai's eyes.

"I'll need an hour or so. Give me your contact details and I'll let you know where we can meet up." Vichai tells him enthusiastically, only staying around long enough to take down Grady's number before he's sprinting out the door.

"Well… Alright then." Grady shrugs, before turning his attention back to his pokégear.

He's still got most of his family to message about his winning of the Hive Badge, after all.



"So all you've discussed with your Eevee is that you'll be letting her out in a new place and that she should just do what feels natural to her, correct?" Vichai asks, glancing at Grady from the corner of his eye as he carefully shifts the plastic box holding a Fire Stone by an inch or so.

They're outside of the City, in an open field, where Vichai has set up five plastic boxes, each holding a different item at equal distances from each other and a central point. On his signal, Grady is supposed to release Eevee right in the middle of the boxes, which seems simple enough, but Vichai is still double-checking all the distances involved with a tape measure he apparently just carries with him.

"Yes," Grady confirms easily, even as he looks curiously at the two boxes not holding evolution stones, "I just told her that we'd be testing something and that she should ignore me and do what feels good to her."

"Excellent, excellent," Vichai mutters enthusiastically, before finally rising up out of his crouch and jogging over towards Grady once more, "Now, keep in mind, the Black Glasses and the Twisted Spoon are obviously less powerful than the Stones, so any interest whatsoever in them is especially significant."

"Sure thing," Grady agrees, ignoring the increasing strength of the cold feeling that's been settling into his gut ever since he first laid eyes on Vichai's 'experiment', "I'll let her out on your signal."

"Splendid. Now, keep in mind, you can observe, but if you speak or in any way communicate with your Eevee, that will completely invalidate the experiment." Vichai tells him sharply, drawing another nod from Grady, before finally, he receives the signal to release Eevee.

He does so almost reluctantly, anxiety fully setting in the moment his starter appears in the middle of the five boxes.

She shakes her fur out for a moment, before taking a look around. Immediately, Vichai takes a step forwards and to the side, moving to stand in front of Grady and largely blocking him from his starter's view.

It isn't particularly pleasant, but Grady is willing to let Vichai do his experiment, as long as his starter doesn't seem uncomfortable.

"Hello Eevee!" Vichai calls out, drawing her attention before swiftly continuing, "You're surrounded by some powerful items! I'd like for you to pick the one you like the best. Just do whatever feels right to you! Is that something you can do?"

Eevee nods sedately, before finally turning her attention fully to the boxes surrounding her.

Grady watches anxiously, even as Vichai pulls out a notepad and a pen and starts taking notes at a furious pace.

As for Eevee, she looks around at the different boxes, before finally trotting lightly towards the box holding the Water Stone.

Grady's teeth clench together tightly, the thought that he's manipulated Eevee into accepting a future evolution that she doesn't actually want making him nauseous. At the same time, Vichai is clearly delighted, his frantic note-taking now accompanied by a hushed, unintelligible mumbling.

Eevee only approaches the Water Stone box for a moment, however, before seemingly growing bored with it. Instead, she wanders over to the next box, which holds the Black Glasses. Grady isn't sure how he feels about that, as Umbreon are notorious for having the largest change in their personalities out of all the Eeveelutions.

But again Eevee only briefly examines the Black Glasses, before continuing on to the next box. The one holding the Thunder Stone.

Both trainers hold their breaths, though probably for different reasons, as Eevee approaches the plastic box holding the Thunder Stone.

Unlike with the previous boxes, this time, she actually nudges up against it, knocking the box over. Rather than continuing on, she continues to play with the box, batting it about with increasing energy and seemingly energized by the proximity of the Thunder Stone.

After half a minute of this, when he realizes that Eevee's increasing energy might actually lead to a damaged box and a premature evolution from a Thunder Stone he doesn't actually own, Grady speaks up softly, "So, is the experiment done?"

Despite the near-whisper he's spoken in, Grady's words still seem to startle Vichai, the other boy jumping a foot in the air, before whirling about to face him.

"Right! Of course! My apologies, but this is some very interesting stuff. I wonder whether her initial interest in the other items hints at an original preference which has been subsumed by the trainer-bond. I wonder how she might respond if we were to adapt the experiment. Perhaps we could repeat it without the Thunder Stone, to see how she responds to that…" Vichai ponders, before trailing off.

After a moment, Vichai's attention snaps back to Grady, his sharp eyes carrying an unpleasant intensity as they meet Grady's own,"Say, would you by any chance be interested in traveling together? Your Eevee could do wonders for my work for Professor Elm."

Ordinarily, he'd have been ecstatic to finally receive an offer to travel together. But Vichai's offer doesn't sit well with him for a simple reason. Because Vichai isn't actually interested in him, something easily noticed by the way they haven't actually discussed anything personal whatsoever yet.

Plus, though Eevee was willing to go along with this experiment and Grady himself feels comforted now to have proper confirmation that she really does want to evolve into a Jolteon, he isn't comfortable with Vichai treating her like a walking experiment. Which is why, despite his desire to have a traveling companion, he refuses the offer.

"Sorry, I'll have to pass," Grady replies, "I don't think we'd be a good fit."

Vichai's expression pinches together for a moment, before he lets out a begrudging huff, "I suppose not. Very well, thanks for your time, at least. Good luck on the circuit."

"Well, we don't have to say goodbye just yet," Grady offers, "There's a few hours of daylight left, why don't we have a battle before going our separate ways?"

"That…" Vichai starts to say severely, pausing for a long moment, before his stern expression finally melts into a smile, "Sounds like fun. I accept your challenge."



That evening, with Eevee and Chinchou now also in the nurse's care, following a spirited battle with Vichai's Chikorita and Poliwag, Grady settles in front of the pokécenter's computer. His interactions with Vichai, despite not being anything near a basis for traveling together, have at least reminded him of his desire to check up on what the other trainers he's encountered thus far have been up to.

Thus, he starts digging through their trainer profile pages. Steve and Michael, both of whom he'd met in Azalea Town, have already won the Plain Badge. So by the time he makes it to Goldenrod, they'll probably be long gone, which is disappointing.

Ran and Josie, however, a pair he met in Union Cave, are more promising. Neither one has won the Hive Badge just yet, according to their trainer profile pages, which means he might well make it to Goldenrod City in time to run into them. Assuming they're due to challenge and beat Bugsy some time soon, of course. Then again, it's not as if he's going to be making it out of Goldenrod anytime soon, once he heads home. Not when doing so means having to beat Whitney first.

Putting that ominous thought out of mind, he looks into Eugina, who like Ran and Josie still hasn't won her Hive Badge yet. So that's another familiar face he might end up running into in Goldenrod. She was nice too! Not particularly talkative, but she'd actually taken off her headphones fully to listen to him, rather than just lifting them up briefly.

He's actually considering sending her, as well as Ran and Josie, a message to see if they're interested in meeting up in Goldenrod after all, even as he looks up the group of Thomas, Jean and Emma. However, when he opens Thomas' profile page, his cautious optimism, inflating like a balloon, gets popped instantaneously.

Because they'd told him that they couldn't travel together because they were headed to Azalea Town, rather than Violet City, back when he met them at the Union-32 Rest Stop. Something he now realizes to have been a lie, as Thomas shows off the Hive Badge, as well as a more recent, failed challenge for the Zephyr Badge. Which means he - and following a quick search, the other two as well - are currently in Violet City, like Grady himself.

Which means they just didn't want to travel with him, rather than being headed the other way.

Shit.

He angrily wipes at his stinging eyes, even as he completely dismisses any thoughts of messaging any of the other cool trainers he's met so far.

If people don't like him, or only like him for his pokémon, then that's just the way it is. He'll save the others the trouble of lying to him. Instead, he'll just continue to travel on his own for now.

Who knows, there's always next time, right?

Maybe if he runs into one of the others in Goldenrod, he can make a better second impression?

Yeah, that'll work!

Mind made up, he logs off from the computer, before getting distracted by his growling stomach.

Right! Dinner! He forgot about that, in the day's excitement.

Oh well, he's sure Violet City must have some kind of late night fast food option…



Author's Note: A perhaps not particularly anticipated look at what Grady Kendrick's been up to. He'll be spending some time with Ran in the next chapters and I figured it couldn't hurt to have a bit of insight into him, so that it's easier to contextualize his behavior in the upcoming chapters. As always, your support is of tremendous value and I appreciate it greatly.

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Aw, poor kid's likely too electric type compatible and may have been socially overbearing and rushed through everything from an outside pov. A great interlude either way, as to the potential effects of type specialization on children.

Also did I read it right and all 4 of his Whitney-sponsored trainers were in Violet City so all 5 of them were headed in the same direction?
 
Aw, poor kid's likely too electric type compatible and may have been socially overbearing and rushed through everything from an outside pov. A great interlude either way, as to the potential effects of type specialization on children.

Also did I read it right and all 4 of his Whitney-sponsored trainers were in Violet City so all 5 of them were headed in the same direction?

Hmm that's not quite a correct read, though maybe my wording is ambiguous. One duo went to Cianwood, the other went to Violet. Grady went to Azalea to avoid doing the same route as one of them. He could have crossed the duo that went to Violet after they got their respective first badges, but it didn't end up happening.
 
Hmm that's not quite a correct read, though maybe my wording is ambiguous. One duo went to Cianwood, the other went to Violet. Grady went to Azalea to avoid doing the same route as one of them. He could have crossed the duo that went to Violet after they got their respective first badges, but it didn't end up happening.
Ah, I get how it's meant to be read now
Which means he - and following a quick search, the other two as well - are currently in Violet City, like Grady himself.
this "he" is supposed to mean Grady, and "the other two" being the singular pair that's in Violet City with him. The mistake confused me because that last line "like Grady himself" doesn't read like Grady included himself in the "he ... and the other two" which is where I got the read that it was all 5 of them in Violet city instead, since that was potentially 4 people at that mistaken reading.


Because they'd told him that they couldn't travel together because they were headed to Azalea Town, rather than Violet City, back when he met them at the Union-32 Rest Stop. Something he now realizes to have been a lie, as Thomas shows off the Hive Badge, as well as a more recent, failed challenge for the Zephyr Badge.
I also got tripped up in the geograpy here because I forgot that route 32 rest stop was the one in between Azalea and Violet and that Grady meant that the discovery of the Hive badge showed he was told a lie because they'd have no reason to double back since they already had the Azalea gym badge so the only other route was Violet, where he told the duo he was heading towards.
 
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Chapter 14, part 1
The next morning, a few minutes after nine, Ran and Josie walk up to the large glass front doors of the massive Goldenrod Trainer Department Store. Already waiting for them out front is Grady, who waves enthusiastically at the approaching pair.

"Hey guys, you're finally here!" He greets them cheerfully, not even waiting for them to reach him but instead jogging towards them.

"What's up Grady?" Josie returns with a smile, as Ran offers a silent nod of his own.

"Nothing much! I'm excited to go shopping though, the stores in Azalea Town and Violet City really couldn't compare to our Department Store!" Grady answers immediately, nearly vibrating in place as he turns in place to walk alongside them back towards the entrance to the Department Store.

Josie scoffs derisively, causing Ran to roll his eyes as he can already tell what's coming, "Yeah well, don't hype it up too much, I've been to Vermillion, Celadon and Saffron City before. If this place can measure up to what's on offer there, then I'll actually be impressed."

Ran drops his head wearily, as Grady immediately comes to his hometown's defense and Josie is more than willing to keep firing back. With his companions for the day squabbling back and forth, he's the only one to actually pay attention as they enter the large building's ground floor, which is dominated by a large service desk where a small line of people is waiting their turn.

Watching for a moment, it's clear to Ran that the waiting customers can largely be divided into two categories, with a vast majority standing in line to pick up a variety of orders. The smaller group that remains is using the service desk for its more traditional purpose, by asking questions either about the lay-out of the store or about problems they're having with previously purchased products. Deciding that none of that is relevant to him, as Grady knows the lay-out of the store well enough to serve as their guide, should it be necessary, Ran mutely leads the other two trainers to the escalator to the first floor. With Josie still fixated on winding up Grady and Grady fully focused on defending Goldenrod's honor, neither even really seems to notice as they ascend to the first floor.

When they do reach the first floor, to Ran at least, it looks enormous. Just this one floor is larger than any store Ran has ever visited, leaving him awestruck for a moment. As he stops in place and just takes in the impressive sight of row after row of trainer-oriented goods, Josie and Grady's spirited debate peters out when they realize that they've come to a halt.

Josie looks around neutrally, clearly not as impressed as Ran and seemingly withholding judgment for the moment. Her lack of a response gives Grady a chance to start acting as the guide he's clearly intent on being, as he immediately starts to explain just what's on offer, drawing more than one amused glance from other shopping trainers in the process.

"The first floor offers all the basic gear you'll ever need as a trainer on the go!" The smaller boy begins, sounding remarkably like a salesperson, "Over to the left, near all the mannequins, you'll find all kinds of clothing, for all kinds of weather. Cold and warm weather outfits, swimming clothes, hiking gear, protective headwear or whatever else you can think of, if it's something to wear, you'll find it over there."

Setting out onto the floor proper, with Ran and Josie trailing after him whilst exchanging amused looks, Grady rambles on, seemingly intent on making a small tour around the escalator area, to give a general overview of the floor before letting either Ran or Josie give an indication as to what they actually need. A look towards the first area he gestures towards immediately makes it clear where Grady got his own trademark outfit from, as the very first kids-sized mannequin Ran notices is wearing exactly the same outfit as Grady is. He's gracious enough not to audibly point it out, though he does have to elbow Josie in the side to stop her from pestering their excitable guide about it.

"Next up is traveling and camping equipment! Tents, portable stoves, water purifiers, space heaters, even a portable shower installation! It's got everything you could ever need to live a life of comfort, out in the wild. Of course there's also backpacks, umbrellas, maps, binoculars, all kinds of portable stuff to make your life easier, while you're out there." Grady rambles, with Josie continuing to listen on neutrally, seemingly unimpressed by the, to Ran at least, mind blowing idea of taking a portable shower installation along whilst journeying. The section of the store is impressive, with a number of tents and other goods displayed in full, giving the whole area the look of a large camping area. It's also significantly busier than the clothing-section, with more than one rookie clearly re-evaluating just what comforts they need, now that they've been on the road for just about a month and a half.

"And finally," Grady continues more calmly, energy finally coming down as he gestures towards the smallest section of the first floor, "Non-perishable food and fluids for the hungry trainer! It's hardly the tastiest, but it's portable, sturdy and reliable."

It's a slight letdown after the other two, more impressive sections, but Ran can definitely acknowledge the importance of dependable rations to build a meal around. Still, the neat rows of prepackaged rations give off a grocery store feel, further reinforced by the trainers that are wandering through whilst pushing actual shopping carts. Though there's plenty of trainers stocking up on necessary essentials, a fate Ran knows he won't be able to escape, it's still easily the least interesting part of the store so far.

"Do either of you want to browse or get something already? We can also do the full tour first, whichever you prefer is fine with me!" Grady offers, turning to face Ran and Josie at the foot of the escalator to the second floor, seemingly unaware that he's completely blocking the escalator for any of the other customers wandering the store floor.

"Your call, either is fine with me." Josie says to Ran lazily, seemingly content to let Grady have his moment rather than amusing herself through heckling or provoking him.

"Let' s do the full tour first." Ran decides easily, not elaborating further. It's an obvious decision to him, as there's definitely going to be more available in the store than he'll actually be able to afford. So rather than risk picking out stuff that'll hamstring him later or that he might end up having to put back, he prefers to get a full picture of all the things that are on offer first.

"Sure thing!" Grady accepts enthusiastically, almost skipping onto the escalator to the second floor. Josie and Ran follow him with a bit less pep in their step, but Ran at least finds the younger trainer's good cheer quite amusing, actually leaving him eager to hear Grady's sales pitch continue.

Within moments, he gets the opportunity to do just that, as they arrive on a floor that sadly looks like a giant replication of the first floor's most boring section.

"The best trainers need the best food, supplements and medicine for their pokémon!" Grady still pitches energetically, even if there's little of interest to say about row after row of pokéchow, pokévitamins and all kinds of potions and other treatment-in-a-bottles.

That doesn't mean that the floor is irrelevant however, as even a brief glance at the nearest row of pokéchow shows prices that are a bit lower than what Ran's used to paying. At a glance, Ran notices at least a dozen trainers of all ages wandering the rows, which further strengthens his suspicion that there are great deals to be found. Quietly affirming to himself that he'll have to spend at least fifteen minutes going through the aisles to figure out just what savings he can score on the usual essentials, Ran doesn't interject as Grady almost jogs to the escalator. Clearly, their guide is eager to get to the next floor, which Ran assumes to be a good sign.

Said assumption is validated the moment the escalator lifts him high enough, as just a glimpse at the third floor validates his decision to plan as extensive a visit to the Department Store as he has. Unlike the previous floors with their openly available items a customer can simply grab and bring to the register themselves, the third floor offers no such freedom. Instead, rather than a singular large check-out register like on the previous two floors, here there are three distinct areas with separate counters, their display items covered by protective glass and difficult to identify from a distance and with groups of other trainers milling in front of the displays.Though he desperately wants to go and explore just what's on offer, Ran is patient enough to let Grady actually explain things, knowing that the other boy will provide a decent overview of just what's on offer, even if it'll be presented slightly theatrically.

"Of course once you've got your gear and both your and your team's immediate needs sorted, it's time to focus on what it's actually all about! Training and battling with your beloved pokémon!" Grady introduces enthusiastically, eyes almost sparkling as he gets to a part of the tour he's clearly been waiting for.

"Picture it: you're battling a strong wild pokémon, your own pokémon is on its last legs, but you're ready to seal the deal and add a new team member! That's where the Goldenrod Trainer Department Store has you covered, with the biggest, most diverse offering of capturing technology on the market! More than just your standard Poké, Great or Ultra Ball, this is also the place for more specialized pokéballs such as Fast Balls or Lure Balls, to name just a few examples! But that's not all, because what if your throwing arm isn't all that, or you're looking for a different capturing style altogether? From bugcatcher's nets with capture technology, to fishing rods with pokéball attachments, this is the place for all your capturing paraphernelia!" Grady waxes rhapsodically as he gestures to the first and notably the least popular of the three distinct display areas.

Having worked for Kurt and already having used two specialist pokéballs to capture Golbat and Aria, Ran isn't actually all that interested, but a mere glance at Josie shows that his perspective might be slightly skewed, as she eagerly stands up on her tippy toes to try and get a better look at the many kinds of capturing tools on display even from the distance they're standing at. Still, she's not enthusiastic enough to interrupt Grady's spiel, as their personal guide for the day eagerly moves on to the next display area.

"Of course, capturing a pokémon is all fine and good. Thanks to the excellent supplies on the lower floors, you're able to keep it well-fed and in good health. But that's what every run-of-the-mill runt with two Rattata and a Pidgey does!" Grady chatters amiably, entirely unaware of the embarrassed trainer some twenty feet away who awkwardly shuffles off at what's clearly an accidental but quite painful stray bullet from the living sparkplug that's guiding Ran and Josie.

"So, what can help you gain that crucial advantage over another trainer? The Goldenrod Trainer Department Store has a broad range of held items! But that's not all, because some pokémon need an extra little something, to reach their full potential. Fortunately, you've come to the right place, because you're standing in Johto's most reliable supplier of evolutionary stones and items!" Grady continues, gesturing expansively towards the busiest part of the store thus far.

Unlike the previous floors however, this part of the store isn't dominated by shopping trainers. Instead, a small mob of younger children and teenagers swarms the displays, as they loudly and assertively proclaim just what they'll use the many powerful items on display for once they get their own pokémon. It's an amusing sight, any worry over them being a nuisance assuaged by the way they scatter whenever a trainer that's actually genuinely interested in a purchase approaches one of the displays.

It is also, without a doubt, a must-visit for Ran, as the held items he's got planned for his three more experienced team members have been planned for a long time already. He's not sure about his ability to afford them just yet, but it's the best opportunity to purchase them he's likely to get for quite some time, leaving him very eager to examine what's on offer. This time, Josie seems less interested, which isn't too surprising with her earlier investment in Charcoal for all three of her fire-types as well as for her future team members, but the mention of evolutionary stones not sparking any interest in her is interesting, considering her use of Chief the Growlithe.

"Finally," Grady states, atmosphere shifting as he pauses ominously, before continuing in a dramatic whisper, "When you've acquired everything there is to acquire, there is one final tool that separates the good from the great. The contestants from the finalists. It's the ultimate tool to tailor your pokémons' abilities to suit your every need. It's the Goldenrod Trainer Department Store's uniquely diverse range of Technical Machines!"

Grady points dramatically at the final display area, leaving Ran to oblige him by looking in that direction obediently. At first glance, it doesn't stand out all that much, with a few salespeople standing behind a large glass counter, which houses an admittedly enormous collection of visually unremarkable Technical Machines. However, where the previous section held a small mob of window-shoppers, this section has been swarmed by eager future young trainers. The reason is immediately apparent, as to either side of the employees, as well as behind them, enormous television screens are showing a tantalizing loop of TM-demonstrations. As Ran watches, the screen is just fading to black, before ominous bold white text appears.

"TM: Thunder" it reads, a chill running down Ran's spine as the title screen fades away to show a surprising pokémon standing in an arena. Rather than an electric-type, a Nidoking stands on the field. At a command from his unseen trainer, the large poison-ground-type tilts his head to the sky, horn sparking for a few moments. Then, with what is likely a loud roar, though the tv is muted to make that impossible to verify, a massive thunderstrike slams down from the sky into the arena floor, whiting out the screen for just a moment.

Nidoking is shown huffing smugly, before the screen blacks out again, the next TM-demonstration about to begin. Ran doesn't pay it any further mind however, as just a single demonstration is enough to have him itching to buy the Thunder-TM. Which would be just stupid, as it's something he lacks both the money and the pokémon for. Instead, he lets himself get distracted by Grady's nattering once more, rather than yield to his childish impulses.

"Awesome, right?" Grady asks rhetorically, already moving again before either Josie or Ran even get an opportunity to try and form an answer.

"Next up, we've got your pokémon's favorite floor and the only one in the whole building where you're allowed to let them out of their balls, under the right circumstances at least." Grady promises, drawing curious looks from both members of his audience, but he surprisingly doesn't immediately elaborate further, instead simply leading them towards the next escalator.

"I think I'll let it speak for itself, because really, it doesn't need me to sell it." Grady says as they rise up towards the next floor, his unusual lack of verbosity only increasing the intrigue the next floor holds.

When Ran catches sight of the fourth floor, he instantly accepts that Grady really doesn't need a sales pitch, because they're entering what is essentially an enormous pokémon playground and training field hybrid area. Everywhere he looks, there's either training equipment or all kinds of toys strewn about the place. Ranging from small things like tennis balls, all the way to an enormous container wave pool, where a Machop on a surfboard wearing a store employee uniform is instructing a Sneasel. At the same time, its trainer, an apparently extremely wealthy twenty-something with long blonde hair, is listening to the sales spiel of an excited employee, who's likely envisioning a big fat commission.

"Just keep in mind that to actually let a pokémon out, you need to flag down a store employee first. Please only do so if you're serious about a possible purchase." Grady briefly speaks up, not fully falling back into his tour guide persona but rather wincing as if in remembrance of some earlier escapade.

"Sure thing," Josie replies faintly, attention focused on a rope of all things, "That's the fire-type section, right? You reckon that rope's actually properly fire-retardant, or is whatever they put on it going to wear off when Chief and Soot slobber all over it for a few minutes?"

Briefly looking around for anything that stands out himself, Ran tunes out Grady's response for a moment. He'd once considered ordering some training gear from this place, so it's quite interesting to see the items on display. Of course, as a traveling trainer, heavy weights and large equipment aren't realistic options to lug along, but there are still a few options that might be both useful and portable. Still, at a glance, nothing stands out, which is why he turns back towards Grady, who doesn't appear to be chomping at the bit to get to the next floor for once, even though there's clearly yet another escalator to be taken.

"Are we ready to go to the next floor?" Ran asks his companions, trying to spur Grady back into action.

"Oh, the next floor's the last one, aside from the rooftop," Grady answers nonchalantly, whilst the majority of his focus remains on the many toys littered around the room, "It's pretty boring, it's just the bookstore. Stuff on raising specific types, habitat studies, boring stuff like that. The rooftop has some vending machines and offers a nice view though, I figured we could have lunch up there!"

Josie easily accepts Grady's nonchalant answer, clearly no more interested in a bookstore than the excitable thirteen-year-old. Ran however actually freezes in place for a moment. Because what is probably the biggest bookstore in Johto is nearby and he's got a rare pokémon on his team that he urgently needs information on.

There's other stuff he still wants to buy as well, of course, but he doesn't really need company for any of that, so, when he speaks, it's with a valiant effort at casualness, "Alright, so we're done with the tour then? Meet up on the roof around noon for lunch?"

He receives distracted confirmations from both Josie and Grady before, the moment they turn their backs, he rushes to the escalator to the fifth floor.



Author's Note: Shopping episode! Not that much to say about this one, apart from of course the rampant speculation that must surely come with Ran going shopping for his team. Have a think and you'll find out just how right (or wrong) you are on Sunday.

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