Hard Enough - Pokemon SI

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Is this a hint that Shrek will be a Poison type? A poison with a temperament that Janine struggles to accept, like Ash's Muk, could lead to a lot of amusement.

I'm quite interested to see what winds up happening with Brock's Scyther (nicknamed…?) if he winds up getting one.
 
Chapter 33 - Tasty Treats and Tea!
"We have nice black, green, white, herbal, or oolong tea to enjoy," said Erika, pointing to different compartments of her now seemingly ever-present bento tower with drawers.

"Some black tea, please," I said, pinching my fingers together, "A bit of milk as well."

Sabrina inclined her head. "I will also have some black tea with milk."

Erika nodded and began to assemble a teapot for this. As she did this she glanced towards Janine. The small kunoichi was sitting stiffly upright. When she spoke, she did so in a lilting tone.

"Grown up now,"
"More tea than milk,"
"My cup lightens."

"Oh! A Haiku! Thank you for that, it was wonderful!" Erika chimed. "Which flavour would you like?"

"...black with some milk," Janine said after a moment of delay.

I hummed to myself and decided to see if I could spark some conversation. "Do you like poetry, Janine?"

"It is a traditional practice that all should be familiar with. Historically, the gateway into Fuschia was known for its gate guards using riddles and poetry to test the entrants to the town. Some of the phrases are still located around Fuchsia if you look carefully." Janine's shoulders curled forward and she played her fingers together. When she noticed Sabrina, Erika and I watching her she shot upright. "That is to say! I enjoy the heritage of my city!"

"Huh," I said, rubbing my chin, "I'll have to make more of an effort to see what things were like in Pewter. So you had slates hidden around Fuschia? Is it well known or something secret?"

"They are not hidden but they are… difficult to reach," Janine said. "You need to search through the safari zone for more than half of them, as Fuschia was originally much further north before the Great War."

Erika presented us all with our teacups. I thanked her and took a sip. "Oh, nice, thank you." Then I looked back at Janine. "Really? I hadn't known that Fuschia had to shift?

"Not at first. It faced lots of immigration after the war. So while it was heavily damaged it had grown stronger but, in doing so, lost much of its heritage. Now that the Safari zone has encompassed the area, it is not as visited."

"A shame. How did Fuschia end up that way?"

Erika turned towards the conversation. Sabrina also showed some interest.

Janine spoke with a stern conviction, "My father was called away to save another town, and then one of the Legendary Birds swept into the city. Instead of going to ground, a few trainers tried to fight off the Moltres. They only lasted long enough for half the town's population to evacuate." Janine stared into her cup of tea.

"Open fires are still something many elderly people avoid where they can, and we no longer live in the forests with treehouses like we used to. Fuschia used to be more vertical than wide. Now we live closer to the water."

"Huh, I didn't know that." I contemplated my teacup. "I… don't know if there was much damage done to Pewter during the war. Do any of you find that it's strange that information about the war is restricted?"

Erika shifted "They try to restrict it from young minds so that people don't think that way. There has been some research done into the intent of pokemon moves resulting in different effects."

"Intent?" I asked curiously.

Janine nodded. "If children fight with their pokemon and are trying to 'fight to the death', as was previously common, it results in attacks being sharper and more penetrative. It is supposedly due to the bond that we have with our pokemon. The pokemon interpret the intent and either soften or blunt their attacks. That being said, the tyranny of strength can still see injuries occur." Janine took a sip of her tea. "It is why ancient pokemon, or pokemon taken from the depths of the wilds, require at least a few weeks of training before being OK'ed to use in matches. Their instincts are more primal."

"Ah. Don used to be that way and is still rather dangerous to deal with as he doesn't like to hold back."

"Just so," said Janine.

We all enjoyed our tea and snacks for a few minutes after that. There was a slight chill in the air but I was used to it, and the three girls all had clothes that covered their bodies. I did notice that they all keep holding their cups rather than setting them down though.

Sabrina takes the initiative to lead the next conversation. "So, how did you meet Brock?" She said while looking at Janine.

Janine merely sipped from her cup, unbothered by the scrutiny. "My father asked him to foster me at his Gym. When Brock mentioned meeting me first, I came and was introduced to him. My father speaks highly of Brock's prowess as a Gym Leader and wants me to learn underneath him."

"And who is your father?" Sabrina asked with a suspicious tone.

I blinked, running back through the events and realising that I hadn't mentioned who Janine's father was. Merely that I'd come to an agreement with her father. Technically, you could infer that Koga was said man, if you were considering it logically. But… Logically, you wouldn't associate Koga as someone who had a daughter. He was a widely known Gym Leader, highly respected and often feared. But to consider him a father? I could imagine that only a close group knew of Janine's relation to Koga. He had a mythos around him as being taciturn and hidden.

"My father is Gym Leader Koga," Janine said with a touch of what sounded like pride to my ears.

"Your father is Koga!?" said Erika in surprise. Sabrina I suspected had been merely verifying, but Erika obviously hadn't put two and three together to come up with five. It seemed a simple enough inference, what with her ninja attire. But then again perhaps Erika, being closer to Fuschia, saw a few ninja each year… or she just waved it off as eccentric fashion choices. There were weirder people passing through my Gym each circuit, once I thought about it. They were certainly better than the eccentrics who challenged me dressed like Pikachu.

"Indeed!"

"Who's your mother?" I asked, curious if I'd know of her in any manner.

"She was a retainer that caught father's eye. She is no longer with us, unfortunately."

"I'm so sorry to hear that! My father's no longer with my mother and I either. My mother didn't take his passing well."

Sabrina glanced around at us all. "My mother and father are not dead, they are quite alive?"

I pinched the bridge of my nose. Sabrina was obviously trying, but sometimes it was like she just kind of swung at pitches not even thrown her way. I decided to take the fall as well to reduce the awkward looks she was getting from… Well, only Erika really. Janine merely nodded, not at all bothered.

"My dad's a deadbeat and my mum… I honestly have no idea what she's doing with herself." I drained the rest of the tea. "Wow, we've fallen into some morbid topics!"

"We did?" Sabrina wondered.

"I had not considered it so?" Janine said with a tilt of her head.

Erika shared a glance with me. It would seem there were possibly two awkward ducks I knew now. I mentally made a note to myself that I would need to socialise Janine. If today was any indicator, I was going to be looking forward to a lot of awkward situations where Janine's bluntness ran into things face first.

"So are we looking to do much in the coming weeks?" I said, determined to push onwards.

"I will be training with my father!" I was sensing a certain increase in engagement when Janine spoke of the topic.

"Your father trains with you? On shinobi… stuff, or pokemon?" I mentally cringed at using 'stuff' to describe Shinobi activities but I didn't want to show too much interest. I was trying to keep things light and casual.

"We do both! My father is extremely knowledgeable and as his heir I need to learn as much as I can from him to safeguard in the future. I also learn how to use my pokemon to the best of their abilities!"

"What sort of pokemon do you have?" I said. I glanced over to see Erika was rather amused while Sabrina flicked her eyes about the group. She's happy to stay neutral for now but she must be taking cues from myself or Erika. Then again, she's probably reading Erika's mind for the analysis of the discussion so that should steer her in good stead.

"I have an Ariados, Weezing, Nidorino, Golbat, Tentacruel, and a Venomoth."

"Venomoths are useful due to the number of psychic abilities they have access to in their move pool," Sabrina said casually.

Erika shifted. "No grass-type dual poison pokemon? Gloom or Vileplume are wonderful with poisons, as is the Victreebel line!"

"Roserade or—" I started to say only for Erika to frown and cut me off.

"Roserade? I don't think I've ever heard of such a pokemon before? Did you mean Roselia?"

I blinked. Wait? Had people not yet discovered Roserade? Was this something that was not widely known? Or was it outright unknown right now?"

Janine leaned forward intent on watching me. Sabrina also seemed to sense something amiss as she was scrutinising me. I coughed. "I thought I had encountered a different pokemon during the last… circuit? Did that trainer not come around to fight against you? They didn't have a Roselia, I'm pretty sure."

"Noooo," said Erika with a frown. "I don't recall anyone using a Roselia against my Gym… I will have to review my records… Perhaps I did face someone with such a pokemon, it's tough to recall."

"Father didn't face anyone with a Roselia."

"Neither did I," said Sabrina.

Erika chewed her lip. "Did the trainer say anything about their pokemon?"

"N-no, not that I can recall." I felt bad as I watched Erika wilt.

"I will have to do some more research."

I decided to throw Erika a bone. "Perhaps it has a stone interaction, like with a leaf stone?"

"Hmmmm, perhaps?" She said, tapping her chin thoughtfully.

"Nnnnnn suspicious," muttered Janine. I glanced over and raised an eyebrow. She continued to watch me.

"You say something?" I said, unsure if I had actually heard her. She shook her head. "Riiiight," I said doubtfully. "What were we talking about before that?"

"Pokemon that would be good for Janine!" Erika said. "You really can't go wrong with a grass-poison typing! I remember when I went against Koga, he loved using poison in his strategies along with confusion effects. I was able to stop one part of that approach with my Ivysaur"

"Hmmm, I will have to acquire some of these pokemon." She looked to me. "While I am working under you, may you—" Erika twitched and Sabrina stiffened a moment later before narrowing her eyes at Janine. Janine, sensing that something had occurred, glancing between them both. "Is something the matter?"

I looked between the blushing Erika who was shaking her head while Sabrina continued to look annoyed. I wanted to sigh and rub my head as I played back the last few moments. Apparently, Erika couldn't always be trusted to keep Sabrina from thinking wrongly.

"Never mind that. When you're working at the Pewter Gym," I said pointedly so as to not create any more accidental double entendres "I could help with… what were you going to say?"

"My Nidorina. How would I go about evolving it? Father has been most circumspect, but he assures me that you know and would be willing to help once I prove myself. Your Gym sponsored trainer Celia's Nidoqueen makes this observation obviously true."

"Oh, sure, I'll make sure…" I stopped myself from saying 'work for it' and instead chose to say, "You learn all about it when you're at Pewter. I could also help out with your Golbat," I said without thinking.

"You know how to evolve my pokemon into Crobat?" She said eagerly.

"Oh, that's easy," I said, much more confident in this answer being common knowledge. "Friendship."

"..." Janine stared at me. "... Are you sure it is not eating a rare fruit or using a stone of some sort?"

I raised an eyebrow. "No? It's all about making your bond with Golbat strong. This isn't just about making your pokemon strong, but also fostering a positive and supportive relationship. You do groom it regularly and share the occasional meal, right?"

"I had not considered that useful for our training. I… am very doubtful in this method… you are sure I must… become better friends with my pokemon?"

I scratched my head and found Erika staring at Janine in pity. "Yeah? Most pokemon don't really become as strong as they can be unless you're friends with them, otherwise you're just making them work out and battle."

"Hmmm," She crossed her arms and tilted her head before slowly nodding. "I will meditate on this." She then raised her teacup up to indicate that she was done with the conversation.

I got the impression she was embarrassed and didn't want to keep talking about why she might not have done what was such a basic step for other trainers.

Was Janine as bad as Sabrina socially? Did she really not have any friends? Right now, I was starting to wonder if I wasn't just a magnet for awkward people. Or did they just develop more often in the pokemon world? It was supposed to be easier to make friends in this universe, thanks to pokemon.

I shared a glance with Erika. She looked like she agreed with me. She smiled and huffed. "Brock, when are you getting your new pokemon? I heard you on the radio the other day, any news on them?"

"I think Scyther and Eevee are coming soon. The others are all bounties so they could turn up whenever a pokemon trainer finds them and wants to sell them off. So, not something I can predict."

"You're getting a Scyther?" Janine said quickly. I looked over and found her usual stoic expression gone and instead she looked very excited.

"Yeah? You like them?"

"Scythers are the best pokemon for a ninja to have! They are extremely fast! They strike quickly and then vanish out of engagement! There are historical texts of my family using them often in the past. In fact, the Legends state that my ancestor used one against the Hero when he toured Kanto!"

"Are you looking to get any more Solrock or Lunatone?" Sabrina interjected.

"Ah, not at the moment. I'm instead looking into securing some Shuckle, Magcargo and other such pokemon to the list. As well as Bonsly and the others I mentioned previously."

"Hmm. Bonsly and Sudowoodo, the fake plant pokemon!" Erika chimed in.

Deciding to throw Sabinra a bone I addressed her next, "What about you Sabrina? Getting any more psychic-type pokemon?"

"Ralts and Beldum," she said without expression.

"Oh, those are strong pokemon. Are they going to join your Elite pokemon?"

"If they perform up to expectations. The Ralts line can be difficult to train, so I will have to see how they develop."

A chime from my wristwatch had me glancing down to see a message waiting for me. I read through it quickly and whistled. "Well wouldn't you know it! We were just talking about my pokemon arriving and the company has them arriving in an hour or so!"

I looked up to explain that I would have to leave only to see three looks of interest on each girl's face.

Erika spoke up first, her fingers coming together. "Could I come along and see the Eevee? I hope to one day get myself an Eevee to evolve it into a Leafeon, but am thus far happy with the pokemon I have. Soon, though… soon," she said, promising herself.

"I would like to see the Scyther!" Janine declared. Then she coughed. "I would also like to see your Gym so I might know what to expect when I foster—" "Intern, fostering is the archaic expression I think," I said, correcting her.

She shrugged, "Either will work to describe our relationship!" Sabrina turned her head to narrow her eyes at Janine. Janine turned back to face Sabrina and there was a small smirk on her lips.

Ah, it seemed Janine had worked out that she was poking Sabrina when she phrased things that way.

Sabrina turned her eyes towards me before speaking, "I want… to see the Eevee as well?"

I nodded. "Do you have Espeon with you? I'm sure the kids would like that, and having one of her family line might help Eevee ease in."

Sabrina straightened up and a small smirk was directed at Janine. "I can do that." Her smirk grew wider. "I can also teleport us all to your home."

I blinked in surprise and even Janine and Erika seemed startled. "R-really?" I said

Sabrina made to nod before shaking her head. "I actually need Alakazam to help but he will be able to take one person." It was still impressive that she could teleport two people and herself such a distance. Was she getting stronger or was it that it was just a familiar spot for her to teleport to?

"That would be great!" I glanced at the group before chuckling. "I guess we can stick around and finish off Erika's treats instead of having to fly there!"

I sat back before realising that I was about to introduce three girls at once to my family.

Damn, if the reporters caught onto this they'd have a field day. Hadn't I already been accused of being a playboy?

Maybe no one would notice? It was my home, after all.

After half an hour we decided that we'd eaten enough treats. Erika had also run out of tea and both her and Janine were almost exclusively watching the clock with how they bounced in their seats. Sabrina didn't appear as interested but I could tell she still wanted to come along.

When Erika and Janine excused themselves to go to the bathroom before we teleported, I made sure to lean in and tap Sabrina's wrist. "You sure you'll be alright to handle my little brothers and sisters? You know they can be pretty high energy."

"I want to keep going, today has been…" she flicked her eyes towards Janine. "Mostly good."

"You and Erika are friends now?" I asked.

"... Yes," Sabrina said and for a moment I saw a heartfelt smile on her face. I grinned and stepped aside. The other girls quickly returned and I shot them both smiles.

"Alright Sabrina, the show's all yours."

"Alakazam, come out," she said, not even moving her hands to press the button. From her waist, a ball popped open and a form appeared with a large moustache.

"Kazam?" Sabrina merely glanced at him for a moment and her eyes glowed, her pokemon matching her glowing eyes. After a short period, he nodded. "Kazam!"

"We will be teleporting in five seconds. Four, three, two, one—" The world flickered around me as I held in my aura. I had a moment of vertigo and then my ears popped from the pressure difference before I found myself in the middle of the trainer lounge behind the front entrance at my Gym. I glanced to the side and found Erika bracing herself against a couch.

"Where's—" A small form darted out of the women's toilets.

"Your pokemon needs more training," said Janine.

Alakazam floated after her and when Sabrina looked at him he shrugged and vanished into a red beam as he returned to his pokeball. Sabrina noticed us watching her. "He did admirably."

"He almost dropped me into the toilet," Janine said with a slight hiss. Erika and I both looked down at her feet but found that they were dry. Janine flicked her head in a haughty manner. "I was able to react fast enough!"

"A shame," said Sabrina quietly enough that I barely heard her. Janine did as well, based on the way her eyes narrowed.

Erika, ever the peacemaker, put her hands together in a soft clap. "I'm sure he didn't mean to do that, but it was a long distance and to such an unfamiliar destination. It's impressive he got us so close together!"

I decided not to point out how that very much was not the case and that Sabrina regularly teleported into the Gym with ease. That would raise questions such as why she was so familiar with the place? And why are your anti-teleport features not barring her access? Those sorts of questions would only raise further questions.

I clapped my hands together. "Right! Let's all head on through to the back and we can get comfortable while we wait! I'll introduce you to the family!"

Janine coughed. "May I have a tour while we wait instead?" Erika perked up, showing she'd also be interested in how I ran things.

I glanced at Sabrina but saw nothing to indicate she didn't want to come so I shrugged. "Sure! This here is the trainer lounge where if we're not fighting we're just chilling out between matches. This has direct access to the arena through these doors while also leading to the reception in case anything is wrong."

I began the tour. A routine that I was very familiar with, having given it to Dennis and Rocko, then my first sponsored trainer, Jackson, then Celia, and finally the last two hires with Georgina and Rachel. It also helped that I'd literally sat with the architect and helped design everything from the ground up.

When we entered the arena I was surprised to find it in use. I had half an idea what was going on when I heard squeaking noises in the place of actual sounds of combat and orders that we so personalised to be either over the top or outright silly.

Erika, Sabrina and Janine all looked extremely confused at the sounds they were hearing, however, so I kept my silence and led them into the spectator stands of the arena.

There we found Celia standing on one side, with a silly dress on, fighting against what looked like Dennis with a wizard robe that was far too short for him, given that I could see his calves from the other side of the arena. Atop his head, a huge witch's hat covered up his close cut hair.

I noted the silly giant blown-up boxing gloves on all of the pokemon's limbs as they 'duked it out'.

"Lizzie, use super-queen-megaslap!" Celia shouted while waving her hands about theatrically.

"Brucey! Withstand it by flexing your muscles together as strong as you can!" Shouted Dennis to his Machoke, who adopted a superman pose before tensing up every muscle he had.

With the giant inflatable gloves and headgear, he looked ridiculous.

Erika and Janine openly gaped. I chuckled and scratched the back of my head as my trainers fought each other in a slapstick fight. Sabrina merely stared.

"What...What am I witnessing?" Janine said with wide disbelieving eyes.

I waved a hand. "This is just a match between Gym Trainers. It's meant to be over the top and help get rid of stress. It's entirely for fun." I gestured to Rocko who'd set up a hammock on the referee stand.

He raised a red card in Dennis' direction. "Red Card! That's a warning for using seduction on me!"

Dennis spluttered at that, "That's not a thing!"

"Is too, I just made it up!" said Rocko from his hammock. Lizzie spun her arms about and slammed them into Brucey.

"Machoke!" Cried the pokemon. He staggered backwards a little before regathering. He attempted to wipe the sweat off his brow only to punch himself in the head with the giant boxing glove.

"Pfft!" I blinked and turned to the side.

Sabrina was similarly holding her hands to her mouth to contain her laughter. "This is ridiculous," she said with a wheeze from between her fingers, her eyes taking it all in with delight.

Janine, who was also engrossed in the 'farce', nodded. "Indeed! There is no tactical gain from messing about like this! I will be sure to tell my father about this… this…" she waved at the arena just as Lizzie bopped Brucey on the head. Her boxing glove exploded with enough 'bang' to startle both pokemon. They fell over each other and landed on their backs, where they scrambled like Squirtles on their shells.

"Farce of pokemon fighting!" Janine declared with a sniff.

Sabrina fell to her knees as she held in her laughter. I nudged her and pointed back the way we had come. She teleported away and a second later I could just make out her laughter.

Janine turned around. "What was that?"

"Oh, nothing. Sabrina just had to run out. Let's continue the tour."

Janine huffed, her eyes turning back to the 'fight'. "I'm sure my father knows best, but…" she trailed off and I shook my head. It was harmless fun that I encouraged among my trainers. If I didn't have guests I'd have gone and gotten an Onix to hand paint with my siblings before sending him out to 'fight'. It wasn't about being serious. It was about having fun.

When the tour was done, Janine looked impressed but still dubious. Erika looked highly energised, and Sabrina —when she returned after getting control of herself— looked very relaxed.

Eventually, we reached the door that connected my house to the Gym. When we entered, there was immediately a lot of noise that had been dampened through the closed door.

"Young lady, you need to put pants on!" called the day's caretaker in Granny Weathersby.

"Nude is freedom!" Shouted what had to be Tilly. I saw a small form streak past the end of the hallway. I was sincerely thankful she hadn't sprinted down this way.

I coughed, and gestured back out the door we'd just come through. "If I could just have one moment please, ladies?"

Erika giggled and led the other two out. Sabrina was already rubbing at her head. I grimaced at that before shutting the door in their faces and about facing. Then I loudly stomped down the hall to announce myself.

"You children better have your clothes on or the delivery man bringing the new pet is going to be sent back with the Eevee!"

This did not cause instant obedience but rather inspired chaos.

"Brock!" "No! Don't take my Eevee away!" "Munchlax!" "Brock, you're back!" " I've got my clothes on, this isn't fair!" "But I didn't—" I chose that moment to cut them off.

I clapped my hands and stood firm at the end of the hallway. "No buts! Especially not nudey butts!" I said pointing at Tilly who glowered. "Eevee won't like naughty children! Now, I also have some guests so let's get this place cleaned up! Salvadore, lounge room! Forrest, entryway with the shoes! Yolanda!"

"Already in the kitchen!" She called out.

I nodded before sweeping up Tilly and tickling her.

It still took another ten minutes to have things put to rights. I then approached the door and opened it to find two bemused girls staring at me while Sabrina grit her jaw. "All sorted ladies! Now let's introduce you before the main attraction arrives!"

We entered the lounge room, which was the only room large enough to hold the entire family plus guests. The children were all sitting happily munching on some snacks. Munchlax was between Suzie and Billy with his own juicebox. I nodded at him and then smiled at the group.

"Alright everyone, this is my good friend Sabrina," I said, deciding to introduce her and then move things along so their focus shifted. "And this is Erika. And this is Janine!"

Sabrina and Erika nodded politely while Janine dropped into a bow while forming a hand seal.

The boys instantly zeroed in on her. "Are you a ninja?"

She straightened and darted around behind them in a blur of movement before leaning in. "Am I?" They shrieked in surprise.

"She's a ninja!" They cried. I blinked. That hadn't been that fast, had it? Then again you needed to be able to track faster-moving objects in a pokemon battle at the Elite level. Did that mean Koga moved even faster or was there something else at play?

I shook that off and found the girls approaching Erika, who smiled beatifically at them. They complimented her dress and hair and got kind words back.

Only Suzie approached Sabrina, and she did so with Munchlax holding her hand. Even the little gutsy pokemon was intimidated, however, and he quivered as he walked. Sabrina regarded them both coolly while I watched on.

"Hi!" said Suzie quietly.

"Hello," replied Sabrina.

Suzie smiled, stepping closer, "I like you," she said.

Sabrina blinked at that. "Thank you… small child." Suzie nodded at that before skipping away.

Sabrina watched her go. "What is her name?" she asked as she watched Suzie sit down and bounce on the couch instead of approaching either Janine or Erika, who had their own fans to deal with.

"That's Suzie, she's four." For some people that would be enough to explain her behaviour.

Sabrina crossed her arms, set her feet and nodded seriously. "She is my favourite," she said like one would a grand proclamation. I blinked at her.

"Uhm, Sabrina, she's four?"

"Yes, I heard you," Sabrina said. "And I have decided that Suzie is my favourite."

"Uhmm… They're not like pets, you know?" I said, wondering if I should really bother. Sabrina didn't listen and instead marched over to sit next to Suzie. Munchlax watched her do so with large eyes.

I raised a finger but was unsure what to say. Across the scope of potential outcomes, this was perhaps edging towards the best possible option. Sabrina had never wanted to meet my siblings before, but perhaps having Erika and Janine here alongside her helped to divert the focus.

I could tell she was straining herself whenever one of the boys exclaimed loudly about something cool Janine had shown off. Speaking of…

I looked over to find her doing a handstand while balancing a vase of flowers on her foot.

"We don't use vases as toys in this household," I said, projecting my best 'parental' voice. Janine hurriedly caught it and offered a bow.

Just to check, I made sure Erika wasn't also doing anything strange. She was merely sitting and happily chatting on the couch with the girls. Yolanda with her Larvitar incubator had the place of honour at her right hand and looked extremely pleased.
Well, that looked innocent enough.

Then Cindy set off a bomb with a loud, "Are you Brock's girlfriend?"

Sabrina's head swivelled around and, even if they hadn't been interested before, all the boys peered over their shoulders. Janine wasn't as overt but I could see her ears twitching like she was straining them to catch the answer.

"No, I'm a friend and fellow Gym Leader."

"Oooooooh!" said the girls. Cindy hummed with a faint frown on her face. "But do you want to date him?" she said without letting up.

Erika blushed. "Ah-uhm, I don't think that would be wise for either of us right now. I'm not looking to date… much." If she hadn't added that last part she might have escaped further scrutiny. I weighed up whether I should save her only for the doorbell to ring.

I checked the camera feed and sure enough, a man was at the front with a suitcase.

I ducked out to get the pokeballs.

"Gym Leader Brock?" The man asked, checking over his forms. "Sign here please, and provide identification."

I handed over my trainer badge and signed for the package. The man unclipped the suitcase from his wrist and handed the entire thing, now without handcuffs, over to me.

"One Scyther, one Chansey, and one Eevee, all healthy specimens with no breeding restrictions. They are now yours. Scyther is in the fastball, Chansey is in the luxury ball and Eevee is in the premier ball. Good day, sir," he said before hustling away, not waiting for a reply.

I shut the door and opened the suitcase to find all three pokeballs in question sitting on soft cushions. with a card from the auction house I'd bought the pokemon from which thanked me for my services. They also included an itemised bill of their services which made me snort. The pokeballs they'd used were specifically the more expensive specialised sort that you really didn't need, but they had seen a chance and taken it.

Getting all three pokemon so quickly was a bit fortunate, but then again with the auction house I only needed access to a pokenet computer and the rest was easy.

The kids lost all interest in Janine and Erika when I entered with the three pokeballs. I pointed at the couch. "Nope! Go sit down on the couch and then I will release them one by one! Scyther alone is a pokemon that should not be crowded."

Janine nodded along, agreeing with this as she sat next to Salvadore. I blinked at her and then realised that Erika had likewise joined my family in sitting patiently. I eyed Sabrina, she wasn't looking too good with how she was rubbing at her temples. When I gave her a questioning look she grimaced.

Apparently, the thoughts of nine excitable children were a bit much for her to handle. I gave her a smile and continued on. She'd know when to leave if she had to.

"Alright, first off, come on out Scyther!" In a flash of light a green pokemon with large blades for hands appeared. The boys all gasped in awe and Janine looked like her eyes were lighting up.

"Scyther!" The pokemon declared as it swept its hands aside and then performed a kicking action that broke the vase Janine had been playing with earlier. The kids all winced and Scyther huffed smugly. I reached over and grabbed his shoulder.

"When we're inside we don't break things, understand Scyther?"
"Scy-scyth!" He said with a nod.

"Good. Now, no cutting anything or hurting the kids. Be gentle and I'll get you some strong pokemon to test yourself against. Sound good?"

"Scyther!" he said. Then he oriented towards the kids and brandished his blades into a resting pose that would have them out of reach unless someone reached for them.

"Alright kids. Come up slowly, don't spook him," I said. The boys instantly shuffled up as quickly as they could while sticking to the letter of the law I had laid down. Janine squirmed, not willing to be addressed as 'kid' but obviously interested.

"Want to join them, Janine?" she nodded and hopped up to pet the green pokemon. I watched for a few minutes and then turned to the still waiting girls.

"Alright, everyone. Don't spook her. Come on out Eevee!"

In a flash of red light, a small fluffy pokemon appeared at my feet. "Eev!" It trilled. It cast its eyes around and saw all the waiting girls. "Eev!" it said and instead of them coming to her, she leapt up onto the couch and began nuzzling into them.

"Awwwww!" The girls cooed as one. I hummed, pleased that interaction seemed to be starting off slightly better. I had expected them to launch onto the fluffy pokemon. Instead, she launched onto them.

The final pokeball wasn't going to get as much interest for now but it might later on. I approached Sabrina. "Let's see if this pokemon can help." I opened the ball and a Chansey appeared. It looked around with a vaguely hopeful look.

"Cha!"

"Did that Chansey just click its tongue?" I asked.

Sabrina stared at it then her eyes glowed. Chansey looked at Sabrina and tilted her head before sniffing pointedly. She waved her rounded limbs vaguely but eventually gave her egg to Sabrina with a sniff.

"Uhm?" I said eloquently.

"Your Chansey is disappointed that there is no 'proper' work for her," Sabrina said by way of explanation. I stared at her. I was about to ask what she meant when another voice spoke up from Sabrina's side.

"Are you Brock's girlfriend?"

Sabrina swallowed her egg. "Brock and I once dated but we are currently not dating," She said to Suzie.

Suzie tilted her head before nodding. "Oh! OK."

"Sabrina! Don't tell her that!" I hissed. "She's four!" I said as a way of explaining that she was never going to keep that to herself.

"Yes? And she's my favourite." Said Sabrina, swinging and missing at the point that I was trying to emphasise completely.

I facepalmed, then knelt down to Suzie's level. "Hey Suzie, that's, ahhh, something I don't talk about, alright? No telling everyone, please?"

Suzie considered that before shrugging and crawling back to the Eevee petting group. I groaned. That… was totally going to bite me in the backside.

"I am feeling better, but still very tired. I will depart now," Sabrina said. She graced me with a smile. "I enjoyed today. Thank you for inviting me."

I straightened. "Thanks for coming." I looked around the room. "Erika, Janine. Sabrina is leaving now."

Erika looked up guiltily while Janine looked conflicted.

Eventually, they approached the girl. Janine gave Sabrina a suspicious look.

"Thanks for coming ladies," I said. Two of them offered bows while Sabrina merely inclined her head. Suzie waved at them all while the rest of the kids gave disinterested murmurs of goodbye.

They vanished in a flash of light a moment later.

"Argh, it's sharp!" shouted Salvadore, waving around his hand.

"Chansey!" Shouted my nurse pokemon. Who rushed over and poked the wound. "Chansey?" She continued to poke.

"Yes, it hurts! Can you fix it?"

Chansey nodded before waving her limb about, giving what appeared to be a lecture. "Chansey! Sey Chan! Chan Chan! Chansey!" Her limbs moved from Salvadore's cut to Scyther's blade. Occasionally she poked Salvadore's cut. He seemed to be regretting his decision to test Scyther's blade now, at least

Eventually, she healed it with a glow of soft green energy. Then she sniffed pointedly and marched off but not before patting Scyther on the head.

Well, I doubted Salvadore would grab something sharp again without remembering this incident.

Maybe having this Chansey as a nurse wasn't a bad thing? It'd be educational at the very least.



A.N. Thanks to all my patreons for your support as always!

Special thanks to Raikor, Ab9999, and Elnoorz who're acting as Betas and editors.

I have no idea why but the second part of this chapter devoured all the formating so I had to go line by line respacing things... If I missed something sorry about that... no idea why Bbconverter did that
 
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Erika needs a wingwoman. I wonder what kind Sabrina will be if she decides to take up said role?
 
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I think every gym should have a nurse chansey or Blissey. Its only good sense. A proud scyther hopefully it has technician. That Eevee is going to become a sylveon guaranteed. Also Sabrina is marking her territory something fierce.
 
His siblings wanted an Eevee, so he got one. Even odds it becomes a Sylveon.
As soon as it does pretty much EVERY Pokemon professor is going to be crawling all over Pewter Gym asking questions about it, PLUS there'll be more support for the "Fairy Type" that I'm pretty sure Brock has quietly hinted at on some scientific research boards due to a few things that were inferred in earlier chapters.
 
...I think Brock may have completely underestimated what it takes to keep a Chansey happy and preoccupied. I am strongly suspecting that the reason Chansey are usually with Nurse Joys is simply because they just don't stop.
 
And thus memelord Janine is born.

Mall ninja by day, actual ninja by night.

Ninjitsu calling
Fall like leaves in autumn
She says nin nin nin.

...Or something. I haven't done haiku in over a decade.
 
Sorry this is probably overly pedantic, but doesn't adding less milk to the tea darken rather than lighten it? Or is it some haiku thing to be contradictory?
 
"Roserade or—" I started to say only for Erika to frown and cut me off.

"Roserade? I don't think I've ever heard of such a pokemon before? Did you mean Roselia?"

I blinked. Wait? Had people not yet discovered Roserade? Was this something that was not widely known? Or was it outright unknown right now?"

I coughed. "I thought I had encountered a different pokemon during the last… circuit? Did that trainer not come around to fight against you? They didn't have a Roselia, I'm pretty sure."

"Noooo," said Erika with a frown. "I don't recall anyone using a Roselia against my Gym… I will have to review my records… Perhaps I did face someone with such a pokemon, it's tough to recall."

Erika chewed her lip. "Did the trainer say anything about their pokemon?"

"N-no, not that I can recall." I felt bad as I watched Erika wilt.

"I will have to do some more research."

I decided to throw Erika a bone. "Perhaps it has a stone interaction, like with a leaf stone?"

"Hmmmm, perhaps?" She said, tapping her chin thoughtfully.
Huh I didn't expect SI Brock to accidentally hint about Roserade, I thought for sure he would hint about Tangrowth. I sometimes forget that the other Gym Leaders also have knowledge about Hoenn Pokémon and not just Kanto and Johto. So I'm excited to see if Erika will figure out how to evolve a Roselia into a Roserade.
Erika spoke up first, her fingers coming together. "Could I come along and see the Eevee? I hope to one day get myself an Eevee to evolve it into a Leafeon, but am thus far happy with the pokemon I have. Soon, though… soon," she said, promising herself.
Interesting it's seems like Leafeon is known about in Kanto in addition to the original 3 Eeveelutions. Makes sense if you think about it considering that Leaf Stones have been around since the first game. Still a nice surprise though.
"You're getting a Scyther?" Janine said quickly. I looked over and found her usual stoic expression gone and instead she looked very excited.

"Scythers are the best pokemon for a ninja to have! They are extremely fast! They strike quickly and then vanish out of engagement! There are historical texts of my family using them often in the past. In fact, the Legends state that my ancestor used one against the Hero when he toured Kanto!"
Wonder how she will feel when SI Brock's Scyther evolves into a Kleavor and losses a lot of that speed and agility. I imagine that Janine will be shocked by this alternate evolution of Scyther.
"What about you Sabrina? Getting any more psychic-type pokemon?"

"Ralts and Beldum," she said without expression.

"Oh, those are strong pokemon. Are they going to join your Elite pokemon?"

"If they perform up to expectations. The Ralts line can be difficult to train, so I will have to see how they develop."
I really hope that SI Brock eventually tells or hints to Sabrina about Wyrdeer. If only to bring back another lost evolution from extinction. Plus I imagine Sabrina discovering Wyrdeer and Erika possibly discovering Roserade will take some of the heat and attention off SI Brock's back when he makes the discovery of Kleavor.

On a unrelated note, I wonder how SI Brock would feel about Klawf; the first Rock Type Pokémon revealed for Paldea? He's aware that a Gen 9 Region exists and what their starters are but that's the extent of his knowledge. If the SI analyzed the first trailer like a lot of us did he'd be able to figure out based on the wall map that the region is based on the Iberian Peninsula which is right below France. So he might be able to infer that the Gen 9 Region would be South of Kalos. I imagine he'd be excited to see all the Gen 9 Pokémon he never got to see in his first life; genuinely new Pokémon he's never seen or heard of before. He just needs to wait for the "discovery" of Kalos and then he can locate Paldea.
 
Chapter 34 - General Day to Day Tasks of a Gym Leader
I blew my whistle and bodies threw themselves forward. Arms and legs pumped, sometimes even in unison. I held in a chuckle rather than groaning. It helped that I didn't have high expectations. Thankfully, all of them showed some determination so I didn't need to come down on them like the first session where I spent more time identifying the slackers than I did actually training.

"Seven! Eight! Nine!" I continued to count as the last few struggled across the line. I clicked my watch and stared at it before turning to the crowd of tired, hopeful eyes. I turned the watch over. "Less than ten seconds! That means we're doing batting practice now instead of running more laps!"

Around me, the boys and girls that formed the Pewter Pebbles Little League team broke into cheers. I rolled my eyes at their antics. They were so dramatic.

I gave them a session of conditioning to start things off and warned of doing it again, just once. Once! And they act as if I'm a tyrant. I knew they could make the distance in less than ten seconds as a team easily. I had made them run it while tired last time and pretended to be disappointed. Then I'd told them that I would not move any training session from conditioning to 'the fun stuff' until they were able to run the same distance in ten seconds.

The joke was on them. I'd just slowly increase the distance over the next few weeks until they actually were running thirty to forty metres in ten seconds. Not a great time for nine-year-olds all told, but you had to account for certain body types and fitness levels.

The kids didn't need to know that though.

Deception is not just a tool for warfare, but also for coaching. Or pokemon training. In fact, being a Gym Leader meant I had a lot of skills that were transferable to human children. In my experience pokemon were easier though.

Some of the pokemon also got to work with the kids. I set up a few Geodudes on mounds and had the kids gear up. Behind each of them, a Graveler took up a catcher position, except for the actual kid that wanted to be the catcher. I still moved around the group as a whole while calling out suggestions, but with more pokemon I was able to give the kids plenty of time to work on their batting. I'd have them cycle the Geodude in a bit to give them pitching practice. Then it was on to fielding.

For now I needed to work out where the kids' skills were good and bad. Or who was just one of both. Not that it mattered. They'd all get a chance to play, this was a Little League and not the seniors, who were more selective.

"Nice one!" I called as one of the girls slugged a homer. A few of the parents that were watching scrambled with each other only for a petite woman to launch herself over the top and snatch it. She then waved back at the girl who was hiding her face behind her hands at the woman's antics only to peek and offer a hesitant wave.

"I see you Mum!"

I chuckled at the girl's response. "Nice one Missus Donahue!" I called out as I made a mark on Jamie's file. Over the next five minutes, more such hits began to pile up, even as I rotated Geodudes for her, to make her face off against faster pitching pokemon.

There was some real talent on display so I marked her down as highly skilled with the bat and moved on. I was tempted to linger but I had to remind myself that I needed to spread my attention around as much as I could. A more… spherical bodied boy continued to swing at pitches sent his way only to miss every time.

"Tomas, right?" I say, stepping up to correct his stance and make him focus.

He fell over himself, having not seen my approach. I chuckled as I helped him up. "Let's get your stance sorted out before having another swing." I adjust his feet, and his back, and his grip… and where he has his head… and… actually it's easier to point out what he isn't doing wrong. Which is watching the ball. He's just not swinging at it properly, sadly.

"Hmmm, I got it. Try putting your bat in the way of the ball," I offered.

Tomas performed a rather admirable bunt that sees the ball falling well short of the pitching Geodude. "Hmm, nice. That'll score some runs if we use it in the right situation. Practise that for a little bit and we'll pick up your swings again in a bit." He grinned at his success and the 'thunk' of noise informed me he was dutifully honing this skill as I continued onwards.

I worked through another five kids before calling for a break. "Drinks! Kids, let's break for some drinks and snacks before we get into pitching and catching!" The kids all turned towards their waiting parents instead of the dugout where the more senior players would keep their drinks and snacks.

Tomas was now one of the fastest to cross the distance, instead of being the slowest. I made a note of that before glancing towards a few kids that were milling about, obviously having not prepared anything for themselves. I don't ask about where their parents were. That's a can of worms that a lot of the kids didn't really want to be opened.

"We've got some bottles of water in the dugout, along with some orange slices. If you don't want anything, go there before the others get back. I'll talk to everyone there, alright?" This gave them something to do. I walked about setting up some markers for today's last round of practice. When the kids were back together I demonstrated how to field from the ground and for a high ball.

Then just to help it stick I had them demonstrate it in groups of five. "No, Richard! Like this!" I demonstrate the pose once more for catching and then point out five kids. "Five of you wait for the next round." Sadly, sometimes training kids was more like herding meowth as eight ran out all at once onto the field.

When I spread the kids out for their game I was unsurprised to see that half of them had forgotten their postures. I continued to watch and make some notes for the kids that performed well or needed some additional practice. An old song comes to mind as I watch the kids scramble and struggle. I sing it under my breath as I work. "Let's~ get down to business…"

Eventually, the two hours of training were done and dusted. The parents all collected their kids, and the kids without parents trundled off up the hill towards the building that was in sight of the school. It had a new coat of paint and I could see a number of men, women, and pokemon working around the structure to update it, funded by a sizable donation I'd given.

The kids all had clean clothes, but that wasn't new. The staff at the orphanage took good care of the kids. It was just that buildings took a lot more money for upkeep than clothes.

I waved them off and smiled. A trio of photographers watched me like Mightyena waiting for prey to stumble. If something had happened that they thought looked interesting, I probably wouldn't know about it until this week's celebratory magazine came out. The parents had been a bit confused at the photographer's presence, and a pokemon fight or three had broken out until the newcomers agreed to only photograph me and not the kids.

I expected that they'd leave soon enough. It still amazed me that winning against Lance had caused all of this. What were they expecting me to do? March up to them and announce a formal challenge? That would be ridiculous.

A glint of silvery-grey hair caught my eye just behind them. My eyes tracked downwards, noting that that hair was attached to a body that wouldn't have been out of place on a swimsuit model. I shot my eyes upwards as I realised I had been staring for a moment. Damn hormones. I found the woman grinning widely at me as she cocked her hip, making my eyes track down again only to rocket back up. I swallowed as my memory caught up with my hormone-filled brain.

Karen was at my Little League practice and was watching me. Karen, who was known to be Agatha's apprentice, and who I knew was eventually destined to become one of the Indigo Elite Four alongside Koga, Bruno, and a trainer named Will.

Also, if she was connected to Agatha then it most likely meant that she was with the Guardians. I walked across the field towards the stands where Karen was sitting, only to notice her smile turn into a smirk. She got up and walked around the structure with a wink that made me notice the sway of her hips. And while my brain knew what was about to happen with experience coming to the fore, a part lower down roared that something very different could be on the cards.

I walked around the corner and found no sight of Karen. A small part of me was disappointed, but a larger, more logical, part of my brain relaxed.

What on earth had that been about? I found I had far too many speculations and not enough information to properly glean anything constructive so instead I focussed on packing up the training session.

When I was done I headed home.

The encounter stuck out in my mind, however, and I found myself watching the shadows a little more on the walk back.



"See how your pokemon is losing sight of its opponent by turning a bit too much? Then she has to reorient herself, which is costing her time. She's setting herself back more than she needs to."

Rocko rubbed his chin before nodding excitedly. "Woah, yeah! I totally see what you mean. She's overcommitting. Heh! I don't think I could have worked it out without your fancy tech!"

I gave Rocko an amused look. "It's just a camera and some review on a TV Rocko. This is hardly cutting edge."

Rocko shrugged. "I ain't never heard of anyone else doing this. Must be why you're so strong. You're real smart for how young you are." I gave Rocko another dry look. It was true he was no spring chicken, but he wasn't even middle-aged. He was only thirty after all. Then again, some of the women in town did get a bit funny around that age. Just the other day, I had seen a kid run through a cafe yelling something about cake one time. In his wake, he left a good quarter of the women looking harried and depressed. With Officer Jenny's recent revelation at the welcome home celebration, I suspected a few more than just Jenny and Joy knew about the 'poll' and their own position on it.

Then again cultural norms, and the term 'christmas cake', were probably still applicable and damaging to their self-worth.

I gave Rocko another look. He was… well, he was rough all over with how he had grown his hair into braids. His facial hair could also use a clean-up as it was kind of patchy. I tilted my head. He wasn't copying surge, was he? I eyed him for a moment before shaking my head. No, this was just him being lazy.

When you said 'Ace Trainer', most people didn't think of Rocko. They think of the sleekly dressed trainers that hang around the League trying to earn themselves sponsorship deals or positions beyond mere entry-level jobs with the top organisations in Kanto: the Rangers, the Explorers, or the major corporations like Silph and Devon.

To be an Ace Trainer you needed to have undergone the Gym Circuit and won eight badges. From there, it didn't matter if you did well or not at the Conference; you were able to take part in challenges with other trainers and your win-loss record resulted in you scoring or losing points.
Your performance at the Conference did give you more or less points to start off your 'Ace Career' however.

You could challenge for Gym Badges in a new region but if you wanted to keep building your Ace Trainer career you needed to face the Gym Trainers at their best. Their best being their pokemon team with no restrictions. For example, I could even field non-rock pokemon if I desired during an Ace trainer challenge. Otherwise, they had to reset everything but one pokemon on their team and only use pokemon that could be found within the region.

The whole system reminded me of tennis but the best Ace wasn't recognised as the best trainer. That title always went to the regional Champion. If you were in the top eight of the Ace Trainers you could put in a challenge to the Elite Four.

Professional battlers for the most part, you could still have this title while working as a Gym Trainer, Ranger, or even another full-time job. Most people made sure to dress a certain way or have some emblem that showed off their rank.

Rocko looked and acted a bit like Shaggy from Scooby Doo. Only not at all afraid to stand and fight. He was much more laid back than most trainers, and insulting him rarely caused him to demand a challenge. On those rare occasions, people would smirk and send out their pokemon expecting an easy match. Then he'd release his Gloom or his Kangaskhan and wipe the floor with them. He was very useful to have for people attempting to run the gauntlet at the higher badge challenges.

"Something on my face Brock?"

"Nah, I was just wondering how come you're not dating anyone."

"Oh, that." He flicked his fingers into the table a little before looking off to the side. "I don't really… I just don't feel attraction to people…"

I gave him a look at that before glancing at his pokemon fighting in the arena as we chatted to the side. "Pokemon?"

"Huh?!" He gave me a confused look before realisation sets in, "Oh! No, no-just, I'm asexual entirely, I think it is termed? Just all around not interested in relationships or sex. Like, at all."

"Huh," I said, more surprised by that reaction than if he'd said yes to my question. "Yeah alright then." I was about to move on before deciding I better ask another question just to check. "No one gives you any trouble over that, do they?"

He rubbed the back of his head. "My parents did, but then I convinced them to foster some kids and that seems to have gotten them off my case. Also helped out the local orphans so now they've got like five at a time living in their house. They've had twelve other kids so far." he smiled at that. "Kinda weird how super effective that move turned out to be, yeah?"

I laughed and returned to working with him on improving his pokemon's battling ability. "I consider it weirder what you can learn about someone when you just chat sometimes."

Rocko merely chuckled and gave me a look like he knew something I didn't. He didn't elaborate and instead directed me to help him tighten up his Pidgeotto's turning radius.

When I'm done I clap him on the shoulder. "Also, you qualified for a raise this last quarter so expect another pay increase."

"Dope," was all he said as he returned his Kangaskhan and Pidgeotto before picking up his Gloom. Instantly his entire demeanour relaxed a little more.

"You can try and talk with me about the raise, you know? Ask for a little more?" I offered as he walked off.

"Nah, I trust you boss Brock man. I'll send some of the extra stuff home! Got another two little siblings coming up for their journey this year!"

I chuckled before moving on to my next task in the Gym. When I reached my office I keyed in a number on my phone. Sadly, the person on the other side of the line didn't answer on the first call. I did some paperwork for ten minutes and called them again. They still didn't answer. I finished my paperwork and started toying around the pokenet information on my Gym, clicking through links to see how things feel. Rachel had been hard at work from what I could see, and the website was looking much more appealing and was easier to navigate. Then I checked the clock before calling again.

This time the call went through.

"Hello! Hello? Can you hear me?" said the purple-haired man on the other side of the call. His face fills the screen of the call. Cheers, shouts, and music filled the audio.

"Jackson! It's Brock!" I could barely hear him over the music that was pumping in the background.

"Brock? I'm on Pummelo island! There's a huge festival going on because some crazy new trainer took over for the region as their 'Supreme Gym Leader'! It's so wild!"

"Lindsay lost? She was pretty strong!" I shouted back, recalling my own time in the Orange Archipelago.

"Yeah! She went down three to six! The new guy is really good! There is so much beer flowing right now!"

I whistle at that before making a decision. "Right, well I don't think you're in any state to do anything related to work. Are you alright down there, having fun?"

"So much fun! I love it down here! And Brock! Brock, there are soooo many beauties down here! I can just walk to any beach and they're there! This is my paradise! Thank you for sending me here!"

"Glad you're enjoying yourself."

"I love you so much," he said with a sob.

"Okay, we'll talk again later. Maybe stop drinking everything offered to you? Otherwise, you have fun tonight and I'll call again late tomorrow to remind you of the meeting you need to be proxying in for."

"Wooooo! Yuji's number one!" Was the last thing I heard as it looked like Jackson was making his way into another bar. From the brief snippets of his surroundings, it looked like Jackson was right, and an island-wide party was in full swing. I suddenly felt jealous that I'd sent him instead of going myself. I should have gone down there and… well, I wouldn't have been able to enjoy the party as much, given that the League mandated the drinking age to be eighteen.

Still, I would have had other ways of enjoying myself!

I huffed and headed off to find my own amusement.

"Brooock!" "Don't go running to Brock!" I rolled my eyes as the anthem of being a single pseudo-parent with nine younger siblings began. Looked like it was family-time now instead of me-time.

Arceus forbid I get some time for myself.





"— with Rocko acting as secretary to record the dialogue for the Pewter Gym." I glanced at the clock and recited the time while Rocko dutifully noted down anything said.

Again, despite looking unreliable, he was a solid worker. I'd probably have to give him another pay bump soon. "Attendants for this meeting are Brock, current Gym Leader, with trainer Rocko acting as Secretary. Dennis, Celia, Rachel, Georgina, and Jackson are attending via transceiver, with Gym worker Yolanda also present." I pointedly glanced at the door before shifting to Yolanda.

"Forrest is at his friend's house and isn't coming," she said.

I rolled my eyes. Was it too much to ask for some professionalism if he was going to be stepping up? I grumbled at that. I could have another talk with him, but then again what could I expect from him? He was thirteen. I tapped the desk as I played that thought over in my mind.

I'd been thirteen… Well, actually that was a lie. I had way more life experience than Forrest when I took over.

I couldn't focus on that right now. I needed to run this meeting to make sure the Gym was sailing smoother than a Wailord after a school of Magikarp.

"Right, first order of business is welcoming our new accountant. Everyone, please welcome Georgina Glass to the team." I gestured to the woman with rather dark navy hair.

Dennis gave the bespectacled woman a polite nod while Celia leaned over and waved at her. Rocko merely watched on placidly.

"She came highly recommended from Lawrence, and when I tested her with our accounts she had us really straightened up for the audit on our finances. To the point that the League has reimbursed us for the last two circuit's taxes. You might see her daughter also floating around. Please keep in mind that her daughter does not have access to our pokemon unless I allow her."

Georgina giggled. "See was rather put out when you wouldn't let her practise with some of the pokemon. I believe you have her sitting a trainer's course at the Technical Academy?"

Yolanda grimaced. "Oh, poor Crystal, that course is soooo boring."

"It's important," I said firmly.

Georgina merely nodded her head. "Well, she's determined to contribute so please be nice to her when she's around. She looks a lot like I did when I was younger, so you can't miss her!"

I coughed to reorder my thoughts before continuing with the meeting. "Also, the Gym now officially has Lawrence on retainer for any legalities we need looking over. He also helped out tremendously during the recent audit ." Everyone in the room shivered but Georgina merely shook her head in amusement.

"Alright, is there any old business to review?" I asked.

Rocko lifts notes from the end of last season. "You announced that you were looking into getting another two Gym Trainers to be hired full-time."

"Right I have posted that around the community, and I also put in a submission through our employment agency."

"Oh, did we not get any? Yolanda said with a frown, "Then again it might have gotten plastered over if you used the community notice board," Yolanda pondered. "There were a lot of notices torn down around the time of your match. We could do some more word of mouth adverts while you set them up."

I stopped and smiled at her. "Ahhhh, well… the issue is not so much that we didn't get any applications…" I leaned over and grabbed the first tower of paperwork. When it landed on the table it gave off a solid whoomp of weight.

Rocko sat back in his chair while Dennis stared with wide, horrified eyes.

"H-how many applied?" said Dennis a quiver of fear in his voice.

"Through mail? And at the steps of our Gym?" I brought up another two towers of paperwork. "Exactly this many people applied."

In the horrified silence that followed, Rocko nodded his head. "So… guess we're still pretty popular, then?" Rachel did a little wiggle of joy in her seat and pumped her fist.

I shot him an amused look. "Yes, physically this many people applied. However…" I dragged the word out and Rocko groaned as he put two and two together. "I also put out a call to the job agency and through pokenet. So we have an additional… oh, fifty applicants to work through?"

Dennis scratched his head. "How many did you get from the agency? They're usually selective?"

"I got eight from them and from a casual read-through of their resumes, all of them are making it through the first round of the job application. I got another forty-two from online pokenet users that still need to be reviewed."

"That's a lot of pokenet applicants?" wondered Dennis, scratching his head.

Rachel huffed at him. "It's a growing resource! Just you wait! When I have the Gym's page done we'll have people coming to the Gym virtually all the time! I've even almost got an online store set up!"

Rocko and Dennis both hum in an equally disinterested fashion. They had gone most of their lives without the pokenet. It seemed like a new fad to them.

Physical community notice boards were still the current best way forward with getting out news as in the pokemon world communities were tied together closely and more people checked them. They'd never think to look online at the pokenet community notice boards. Or at least, that was the case currently. I expected things to shift soon as more people found how easy having a good pokenet would be for their life in general.

I was half toying around with the idea of creating something easy such as a dedicated messaging board. But that was for the future.

Rocko and Dennis both collected a slab of resumes to look through themselves. As senior trainers, vetting applicants to the Gym did come under their responsibilities. I gestured for them to give them a read now or later. Both started now. Dennis with a serious expression while Rocko leaned back into his chair.

"Alright! What's going to happen is that we're all going to go through and give these a skim. I want people qualified with at least four badge applicants. Locals preferred. Exclusion criteria would be bad spelling or a shoddy resume right now. We've got a big pool of candidates here so let's be picky! That'll cover the initial draft and then we will do further reviews going forward along with going through face-to-face interviews eventually. The job agency people are all through for the face to face and I have them scheduled in fooooorrr a few days," I said with a vague hand movement.

I snapped my fingers. "Oh, also, set aside receptionist applications and anyone that is coming in for the breeder side of things… the Agency didn't have any of them."

"Not surprised," said Rocko as he flicked through a resume idly. "They get really good rates from corporate groups for hanging out in the wilds."

"Huh, you're right. I didn't post anything about wages… I'll need to look into that. I would have thought some might have applied for the chance to work with ancient pokemon."

Dennis grunted. "They pay really, really well."

"Might be worth asking around at Pokemon Tech? A young idealised applicant, maybe?" Rocko said as he paused on another resume. "Say, what should I do with resumes that send in…" He flicked his eyes about the room, "graphic attachments."

Rachel tilted her head but I could see that Georgina understood straight away what Rocko meant. Her eyes swivelled to me. I gave the 'correct' answer. "Just toss 'em," I said.

Georgina beamed at me while Rachel gave a coy tilt of the head. "I still don't get it?" she said. I rolled my eyes at her while gesturing at Yolanda and Celia to stay seated. They both pouted at me but it was ineffective.

Rachel stood up and walked around to see what Rocko had. He handed her the resume and she giggled. I gave her a raised eyebrow. "Satisfied?" I asked with a dry tone. She rolled her eyes and hurried back to her seat. Georgina huffed at her but seemed more amused than anything.

I shook my head. "Anyway," I said, getting us back on track. I looked to the notes I had laid out. "Next item of business… We'll have to match up holidays so that I have someone else around to help me vet them."

Rocko raised his hand and I motioned him to say his piece. "Gonna try and save up my holiday time this year for the period after the initial surge, boss. Might go on a trip with my new brother and sister to help them along until they get their fourth badge."

"Right, put in time for it and we'll make it happen." I wrote that on the calendar before reminding everyone that we needed to keep at least two to three other trainers on hand in case there was a later influx of trainers after the initial rush at the start of the season. Then I asked for any other time off requests before moving on to the next topic.

"We'll also be looking into getting a receptionist trained up to handle further duties. The Gym has gotten a lot more popular of late. We can probably blame Rachel for this," I said with a smile.

She huffed. "As you should! With my work, you'll have more trainers than you know what to do with knocking on your front door!"

I chuckled and wrote a note about scheduling another media appearance in the future. I'd mention it later with her. Then I moved on to the next item.

"With us looking to hire at least two more trainers, we will likely be one of the largest Gyms around. I think Saffron has more people under their banner training, but not as many employed trainers. The only others would be Cinnabar and Viridian. Oh, or Saffron's fighting Gym under Kong." Dennis huffed at that as Celia sniggered. I tapped the whiteboard I had sat in front of.

"Also we will be developing closer ties with Fuschia this year, as Koga has asked me to host his daughter as a Gym Trainer, to give her an insight into how things work at a larger Gym. We will be treating her just like anyone else. It might work out well with the new hires, too, as I can just slot her in with them most of the time. When she fights for the Gym I will be having her use some of our communal pokemon so I expect someone will have to train her out of poison-style and delay tactics."

"Koga's sending his daughter to us?!" Yolanda was up on her feet in surprise while Dennis and Rocko shared a look.

"Koga has a daughter?" Celia asked. Georgina merely watched on with her ever-present smile.

"Koga does indeed have a daughter. Her name is Janine." I watched as Yolanda connected the dots between Koga's mystery daughter and the oddball who had been in our living room a few days prior. "You've met her already," I confirmed.

Yolanda coughed. "I… Ummm, I spent more time talking with Erika and petting Eevee… Janine seemed nice?"

I chuckled while everyone else looked at me with curiosity. I ploughed on. "I think this is a great opportunity for us all and I will be expecting for you all to welcome her when she comes. We don't have to show her everything, but do expect to be teaching or training with her. As much as she's going to be receiving instruction, you should also take advantage of getting the chance to work closely with a poison-type specialist."

I drummed my fingers on the table as people started talking amongst themselves in excitement. I let them throw around some potential training plans, and recorded a few on the whiteboard to work into our training shifts for when Janine joined.

"The next item I want you to be aware of is that I have been talking with my financial adviser and they have a suggestion. Having run this by Georgina, I think this is a good topic for her to introduce." I gestured at her and she stood, straightening out her attire as she did so.

"A recent analysis of how many challenges it typically takes trainers to achieve the Boulder Badge…—" She coughed for a moment, "—discounting those that never get the badge, has determined that on average trainers will face this Gym two point seven times. This means that, at a higher than two average matches per trainer, there is a significant chance to earn back what we pay out upon the normal winnings." She adjusted her glasses and glanced around to make sure people understood. Yolanda just looked lost and Dennis was scratching his head.

"It costs only a little to challenge us but we pay out pretty well when they beat us?" Rachel surmised with a tilt of her head. Georgina nodded.

"Yes! Now, obviously, we have other earnings, and the higher tier challenges such as running the gauntlet have a better payout, but the average number of times that Brock has to fight trainers results in this figure." She approached the whiteboard and wrote out a figure that was, by my reckoning, about ten percent higher than our payout.

She shifted to another page of her notes. "Currently, trainers can afford to challenge us twice easily, without it biting into their funds. From the analysis performed, Brock should raise prices for the entry challenge rate to accrue more earnings. I also advise tha—" I listened as Georgina outlined her report on raising our costs all over the gym.

I announced that challenges will be raised in price, but that other features such as rental and training sessions will remain the same unless the trainers themselves wished to increase the rates for people requesting training time with them. Dennis voiced his own desire for this as did Celia. I also get a timid desire to raise the price from Yolanda which surprised me. "I didn't realise you got that many training requests?"

"I also sometimes took part in your gauntlet run for the last circuit!" She said with a bounce in her seat.

"I ended up with a few people looking for tips on raising Rock types that I've sort of absorbed by living with them so much. It wasn't the best pay, but if you're offering a bit more pocket money for me I won't say no?" Yolanda said with a sheepish look while still puffing her chest out in pride.

I nodded at her before gesturing to Rocko. "Right, I'll start raising prices but add in bonuses for people who partake as Gym Trainers. I hope you all realise this will mean I expect you to try and direct more trainers down this tougher path while keeping to their badge level. I don't want you to hustle them."

Everyone agreed seriously with this and seemed happy with the change overall. Then again I did just include a bonus for them that was directly linked to their work. I suspected the two-point-seven average might change in future as more effort was put into pushing trainers toward the gauntlet challenge.

Georgina considered her notes before speaking up once more, "Are you sure the Gym shouldn't raise prices across the—" I waved her off.

"The Gym makes enough money as it is. We will soon have the breeding program set up for a number of our pokemon that are extremely rare. I'm hoping to hear back from the Blackthorn Clan soon about Don's progeny, and I know I saw an email from Professor Elm that is in my inbox for later review."

I raised my fingers as I listed them off, ticking off revenue streams, "We have the ticket sales for seats with some of the bigger challenges when they roll into town. We have posters, and other nicknacks that I'm hoping to set the receptionist up with."

Rocko raised his hand. "We still need a breeder. We're counting eggs that haven't been laid, let alone hatched otherwise."

I blinked at him before realising that I had forgotten to list it. I knew I had written it down in my personal notes. "Ah, you're right. If we want to make sure the young pokemon and eggs are healthy we should hire a dedicated breeder." It went on the list of jobs to be handled along with notes on how we would get one.

"We should also add toys for your Elite team!" said Yolanda passionately. I hummed and wrote that on the board.

Rachel leaned forward. "You could be paid to do TV or radio gigs as well! You already did a guest appearance on Seventy-Six Radio, and I know there's a lot of people that would love to have you on and would pay for it!"

"I think I'll keep that as a money for me idea rather than a Gym idea, but I see what you mean. It isn't exclusive." I said. I sounded out the rest of the room for ideas.

Celia wanted me to try doing a calendar for the Gym. It sounded like a good idea, and she got excited for some reason while Dennis chuckled and shared a look with Rocko. Holding a local tournament close to the start of the year was also suggested. I shot that idea down as there wasn't really a need for it. We saw plenty of people in Pewter at the start but towards the middle or end of the circuit? That's when challenges slowed right down and a tournament might be well received or, more importantly, possible.

Regardless, it was also added onto the list. I then added in a 'contest' tournament with question marks which had Yolanda bolting upright in her seat.

"You're thinking about doing a contest!? Really?!"

"Pewter traditionally doesn't take part in the Contest Circuit, and it isn't recognised like Fuschia, Celadon, Saffron or Cerulean. But there's no reason we can't have our own charm on display. I think it's worth investigating," I said

I barely finished speaking before Yolanda was standing with both arms raised. "I'll help! I want to help! I'll do the research and find out what's needed!" I blinked at her before pointing my pen. "Alright! Do some research and we'll look into it."

Dennis tilted his head and looked at the suggestion sceptically. "Not too sure about that boss. Not many people turn up for those… Do they even see much popularity?"

Celia spoke up before I could, "I spoke with some Hoenn trainers at the conference and they're always going on about them. They might like to have more, and it doesn't have to be a smashing success. Something new for the locals might be nice?"

Dennis rubbed his jaw and shrugged. "Might make for a nice change of pace for a week to have coordinators flouncing around."

Rocko merely nodded his head, not at all bothered as he dutifully read through another resume. This one made it into what I assumed was his 'keep pile'.

"Any other suggestions?" I asked around.

Jackson chimed in for the first time that meeting, "More challenge matches between us and other Gyms or even top-ranked Ace Trainers for increased ticket sales, like they do down in the Orange Islands!"

"Oh, nice! Yeah, that is something that will draw people in. We can also licence the local food industry for supplying rights." I jotted that on the whiteboard with large bold letters that I underlined. "Any suggestions on who I should offer the challenge to first?"

Rocko gave me a sly look. "How about Celadon or Saffron?"

I frowned before nodding. "Those would be two popular Gyms. With us linking up with Fuschia, those two would also be good Gyms to become closely associated with." Everyone nodded happily at this. It seemed like a good idea.

I looked over my page and saw there was nothing else written that couldn't be handled with a private discussion with Rachel. I mentioned this to her and she bounced in her seat, happy to have me interested in lining up another media appearance.

I then recalled that I probably should mention one other potential wrinkle. I glanced at the door and sighed. With Forrest not being here, I couldn't fully announce my intentions to increase his duties but that probably wouldn't have been the best way to handle things regardless. As it stood I needed to talk to him about stepping up more.

"Before I call the meeting to a close there is one more item." I looked up at the ceiling not looking at anyone and most pointedly not looking at Yolanda. I'm not sure what I wanted to see there so I tried not to look.

"Recently we've had someone scouting out the Gym perimeter. You might have noticed the rather scruffy man with the beanie and jumper loitering around the grounds."

Dennis grumbled a bit but I waved him off. "That man is Flint. Yolanda and I's father."

She gasped and I found myself looking despite myself. Yolanda looked hopeful. I chewed on my lip and swallowed what I could before pushing on. "He is likely looking to return to my family. He may even ask to resume his duties at the Gym."

Celia stood at this, slamming her hands into the table in front of her. "No way! Flint didn't build the Gym up like you have, and he didn't hire that many people before! He didn't train people!"

Rocko watched me closely. I clenched and unclenched my hands. "The situation is…" I waved my hand before flapping it about uselessly. "Awkward all around. Flint left a little over two years ago now. I think for my family it would be… nice, if he could return to be a part of it."

Celia glared at the ground before nodding. Rocko and Dennis continued to watch me. I… hadn't really thought about it before but the Gym back then hadn't been very big, nor had it been open to employment.

If I ever left, I'd be putting… everyone in this room into uncertain hands. I blinked as that realisation dawned on me. I… hadn't really thought it through before beyond just my family, had I? If Forrest were to take over he'd probably listen to Flint more than Rocko or Dennis.

Flint hadn't hired anyone for the Gym when he'd run things. They probably thought if he returned and took things over, they'd be out of work if I didn't lock things down and restrict Forrest from certain actions. But that would be like playing puppet master with Forrest. Which didn't sit well with me, and would be terrible for everyone involved.

Rachel's eyes flitted around the room. Her lip was chewed on as she held in the questions she obviously had as someone that had only recently moved to Pewter. It was probably more awkward for her with little to no reference.

Georgina gave me a supportive if sad smile.

"What's that mean for us?" Dennis asked. I was suddenly reminded that he had a wife and had been talking about having a kid soon.

"I will be securing your contracts for the year and then the next circuit as normal," I said, turning to him and watching how he relaxed only a little. His gaze stayed on me.

I rubbed my forehead. "I don't think you have anything to worry about Dennis. I have checked with Lawrence so things are squared away, but having Flint back would…" I rethought what I was going to say, "Is going to create some rough patches. There's going to be some drama there, so your forbearance would be appreciated 'cause I'm not sure I want to get into it now but it is probably going to affect you," I made a vague waving gesture, "in the future."

I rubbed my face. "Until then, we're really just waiting for Flint to come to talk with us, 'cause I don't think me dragging him in is going to be good for anyone. Rest assured that he will not be Gym Leader upon his return."

I gave the room a look. Rocko, Dennis and Georgina had all relaxed a lot more while Celia looked like she'd calmed down from her earlier fit of annoyance. Yolanda gave me a hesitant smile. I sighed and pushed on with the meeting, very much wanting this discussion to be done with. "Anyone else have anything they want to say?"

The room was quiet as they contemplated that the Gym might potentially have a very large hurdle to clear soon. Jackson chimed in once more. "Arceus, that killed the mood… Guess I'll keep an ear out for if anything changes before I can get back."

I gave the room another look before checking the clock. "Right. We'll end the meeting here. There is a paid holiday coming up in a few days time for everyone that is on wages. Jackson, Celia, you keep developing your teams. We'll talk again soon about where you want to explore next, who you can take will change depending on your answer. Until the next formal meeting in two months' time, we're operating as normal during the off-season."

I grinned, "If you're still around the Gym over the next month I have Trixie coming in with her Hitmonchan."

Rocko groaned while Dennis got a far-off look in his eyes. Sometimes it paid to stay in shape, especially as a Gym Trainer. To make sure everyone kept up a standard of fitness I occasionally hired a local personal trainer to do a bootcamp with us. Rocko hated those sessions. Dennis endured them. Celia didn't know much about them, having been spared them in the past. Jackson groaned across the phone line.

I collected my things, watching as the others filtered out of the room. I glanced at where Forrest should have been seated as Yolanda darted out the door after Georgina, likely to ask after Crystal. That whole Flint situation probably could have been handled better, I mused to myself.

Then again, not all days could be great. Nor could everything be tactfully worked around. Sometimes you just had to work through it. I made a note to myself to talk with Forrest as well, maybe even set him up for a match with me to see where he was at skills-wise.

A quick look ahead on my calendar had me smiling at the note regarding an upcoming meeting with Professor Oak and Elm in the next few days. That would prove to be interesting, of that I had no doubt. I tapped the note.

Speaking of professors and scientists, maybe I should give Blaine a call?

He'd been… Well, I had my suspicions about him and Giovanni working together that made me really lean away from offering him access to my Gym. I turned the thought over in my mind and decided against it. It was already going to be chaotic enough with two Professors coming by.

I was about to close the book before pausing at the other appointment blocking out a full evening, two days later in my calendar.

'Meeting with Guardians'. I felt a shiver run through my spine. That hadn't been there earlier in the day when I'd checked. I stared at the location marked out, along with the note about bringing my best pokemon team. It looked like I was in for a few interesting days.



A.N. Thanks to all my patreons for your support as always!

Special thanks to Raikor, Ab9999, and Elnoorz who're acting as Betas and editors.

This one got a lot of TLC with the Flint discussion. Hopefully, it reads much better now.
 
Yolanda is developing as an interesting character, excited to see where she goes. Also Forrest very much being a normal teenager with expectations ahead of him in life. He seems to want the responsibilities but isn't quite ready for them yet. I'm unsure if that means he's at a point where he's realizing he doesn't want to inherit the gym/work at it all his life, or if it's just him not taking in full impact of what the responsibilities would mean.
 
. He seems to want the responsibilities but isn't quite ready for them yet. I'm unsure if that means he's at a point where he's realizing he doesn't want to inherit the gym/work at it all his life, or if it's just him not taking in full impact of what the responsibilities would mean.

Keep in mind he hasn't gone on his journey and the gift he asked, the bicycle clearly signals he wants to do it. And a large part of a Pokemon journey is about self discovery, about what you really want to do with your life.

SI Brock hasn't quite been willing to acknowledge this, but if Brock leaves and Forrest have to fill in for him, then Forrest would be effectively denied his journey. And considering how the Pokemon Journey has been world built in this fic, that's a very big deal.

One wonders whether Forrest is actually afraid if he takes on more responsibilities in the gym that he might be denied his Journey, just like how Flint forced Brock to cut his journey short.
 
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Interesting chapter, especially regarding Flint and the overall Gym operations.

But I brought it up before and I'll say it again: I am thrown completely out of the story every single time the story mentions Brock's not even eighteen yet. I get it, I really do-people in the Pokemon world go on entire adventures at 12 or 13, however old, and Brock's got an adult mind to further maximize time and a tireless work ethic. But my god, he has done so much in just a few years time that I, as an adult who has been through grad school while working two jobs and participating in various events throughout that time and trying to keep up with friends, feel is exhausting to the point of being back breaking.

It's bad enough I mentally just up Brock's age to be at least eighteen or nineteen, maybe twenty. And again, I know there are going to be people pointing out how much young people can actually do when determined, how Brock has an advantage of effective work ethic and time management plus plot knowledge, and so on. I agree-but Brock has done so much in this story-made millions off sales, setup his own homegrown breeding programs for pokemon, acquired and bonded extensively with rare and powerful pokemon, participated in charity events, setup a modernized gym that he directly oversees and employs a lot of people, functioned as a gym leader, responded to crises, trained up an elite team of pokemon, trained in aura, trained in wrestling, and more I'm not even mentioning. Oh, one more thing-being the father figure to his entire huge family, which includes raising them, feeding them, playing with them, buying everything for them, managing a house, and more which is another massive time investment.

I don't have an issue with all of this as stuff he's done. That's fine. But Jesus Chris there just doesn't seem to be enough time in day to do half this stuff in the time frame mentioned and it bothers me. I'm not even sure making Brock literally not have to eat or sleep or ever get tired would give enough time in a day to get this all done.

And I know-this isn't our world, people are trusted to go off on their own journeys as a preteen, I get that. I really do. Heck, it's basically normal for Pokemon standards to just focus purely on young people doing absurd amounts of stuff before they can legally drink. Heck, even the basic logic of the world is more cartoony which makes things less prone to being horrifyingly lethal. But even with all that said, the sheer number of things going on is a bit much for me to swallow and keep my immersion.

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As a completely random thing: this would make far more sense if Brock was actually a hivemind split across four Brock quintuplets who are never in the same room together. I'm sure Sabrina would appreciate the existence of four Brocks, at least.
 
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Deception is not just a tool for warfare, but also for coaching. Or pokemon training. In fact, being a Gym Leader meant I had a lot of skills that were transferable to

-criminal enterprises and cons.

was half toying around with the idea of creating something easy such as a dedicated messaging board. But that was for the future.

RockBattles and the rival site Sufficient Momentum?
 
I think Forrest just honestly isn't interested in being involved with the gym but has trouble telling Brock.

Brock isn't really in a position to sympathize, but some people have trouble with jobs that involve so much socialization and responsibility, and it seems likely Flint himself would have been happier as a Ranger or something. I get the impression Flint didn't like being a Gym Leader, in addition to his other issues. It wouldn't be shocking if Forrest shares some personality traits.
 
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It would probably be more obvious whether they were good guys or not if they didn't act suspicious as fuck though. Like seriously, why would he join up with these people? They haven't given him any real reason, just told him "hey we're considering you for recruitment" and he doesn't really make up his mind about it and then they schedule it for him like "and you're going to join up with us on this day, don't be late". Why all the mystery? why are they being so dismissive of any choice he has in the matter?
 
That whole hormonal nonsense felt so forced and random no clue why you added it. I dont get why he is so set on going with ash he is currently a renowned gym leader to just abandon all of his responsibility to follow a 12 yr old boy with little to no reason is highly suspect, and honestly barley fits his current charecter, it would make alot more sense to send forrest with ash, and honestly the gym leader aspect and poltics is where your writing shines so personally i hope you don't go the follow ash route.
 
That whole hormonal nonsense felt so forced and random no clue why you added it. I dont get why he is so set on going with ash he is currently a renowned gym leader to just abandon all of his responsibility to follow a 12 yr old boy with little to no reason is highly suspect, and honestly barley fits his current charecter, it would make alot more sense to send forrest with ash, and honestly the gym leader aspect and poltics is where your writing shines so personally i hope you don't go the follow ash route.
I think the author is setting that up, to be honest. Look at this chapter-Brock has an entire exceedingly well established and rapidly growing gym that would likely collapse or stagnate if he left it, plus people who are relying on him for livelihoods and for general guidance. Going on an adventure with Ash at this point just doesn't make sense unless you assume Ash is in every single possible capacity a chosen one required to save the world. In which case it's just about as valid to assume Ash could manage without Brock or what interaction Brock does have when Ash shows up as part of the circuit.

As for the hormonal nonsense, eh. He was briefly distracted by a an attractive lady and blamed it on hormones.Seems normal enough to me and he also didn't let it distract him too much. It's not like he spent paragraphs and paragraphs thinking "Oh boy oh boy sex is happening yes yes yes bewbs T&A yay". He went to try and talk with her because she's a notable person he should probably try to talk with her. A part of him also thought of other things but it's not like that was in control, just a passing impulse that could happen to anyone.
 
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