Chapter 68

"You wish Gare-bear," I jutted my chin out at him challengingly, then jabbed my own thumb over my shoulder at Hilda, "You can see the difference between us in just our travelling companions, those cheerleaders ain't got nothing on Hilda."

"...She is pretty hot, not gonna lie," Gary conceded, "Guess how hot she is goes with how crazy you and your pokemon are, she was not lying when she said you're a freak of nature when it comes to training pokemon kid, that Shiftry and this Charmeleon are seriously no joke." he admitted, casting a bit of an awed look at the fire type by my side.

"We train constantly," I shrugged before snorting and pointing out, "And like you're one to talk, that Nidoking had some serious fire power from how little I saw of it and your Wartortle is a fucking monster."

"Mostly through Tm's though," Gary admitted, "Granted,I'll admit, I had a bit of a head start with Wartortle, I knew I was gonna grab him before I started my journey and I got early access to him for a few months as a deal from my gramps for not starting my journey early like you."

My eyebrows climbed up practically into my hairline, "I thought you were waiting for that other guy before you started?" I brought up what he mentioned before.

Gary laughed sheepishly, "Well, I mean, it's one of the reasons," he replied, "Mostly, my gramps just didn't want me starting early, said it was too dangerous or something like that and gave me a bunch of things in return for not starting off so early."

You know, I wondered about something a bit and this might be the answer to why. I mean, Professor Oak doesn't really seem the type to spoil his grandson too much, or at least let him get away with the shit he's doing with the car and the cheerleaders.

That also explained why his Wartortle is such a monster as well, being so much stronger than his Nidoking when they both had tons of TM's burned into them.

"The money?" I asked, nodding sagely.

"You guessed it kid," Gary laughed, "Gramps upped the amount of cash he was letting me start with, it's why I can splurge so much on TM's and afford the car and the cheerleaders, they ain't cheap ya know."

"Not that it did much good against you huh?" he noted, "I'll have to keep an eye out for you at the Indigo League."

"If you manage to make it past the qualifying rounds and make it to the main tournament." I grinned at him again. An inside joke for someone who knew he originally didn't even make it to the top sixteen.

Gary snorted, "As if I'd ever get cleaned out like some scrub and not make it that far," he shook his head, "Heh, not that you'll need to worry about that, now that I've seen how tough the competition is, I'll just have to train even harder."

"And buy even more TM's." I added for him.

"Exactly," he laughed proudly, completely unashamed of his pay to win methods, "Next time I see you, it'll be me clapping your cheeks kid."

"I already told you, even if I was into dudes, I'm way outta your league." I shot back.

"We'll see Jordie-boy, we'll see." Gary snorted, then held his hand out to me for a handshake. I took it and shook his hand, hiding a smirk when he clasped my hand as hard as he could and then wincing when I did it in return.

This is what all that gravity training is for!

Well, beyond having awesome muscles to get pussy with.

Gary clasped his hands behind his back for a moment when we separated and plastered a smile on his face, "Actually, before I leave, gimme your number kid." he demanded.

"These muscles are just too sexy." I mock lamented.

Still, despite the mocking reply, I did just that, pulling out my phone and rattling off my phone number for him, and getting his in return. I saved it in my contacts under Gare-bear of course.

"Now, I'm off to drown my sorrows over my first ever loss as a trainer in the tits of my adoring gold digging cheerleaders," Gary grinned at me as he stowed his own phone away, then tossed me a two fingered salute, "Smell ya' later Jordie-boy!" he said, before leaving.

I watched him walk away, clicking his fingers at his cheerleaders to follow him back up the hill like loyal growlithe pups and back into the car. He smirked down at me as he hopped into the back seat, wrapping his arms around the shoulders of two of his cheerleaders, hands going to their breasts and greedily filling up his palms with their soft bosoms.

And then the red convertible sped away.

I stared after the sports car for a moment, "...At least I don't need to award him a beta male card." I sighed.

Thank fuck for that. I kinda like him, he's a funny guy and he's got great banter.

'...Hmm, I wonder if I just stole Ash's rival from him?' I thought to myself with a snort. I mean, he never added 'boy' to anybody but Ash's name in canon, and he just tossed me the iconic Blue's 'smell ya later'.

Heh, now I just need to find Paul and mop the floor with him and get him focused on me and I'll double cuck Ash of his rivals.

Probably for the best for them, considering Ash is pretty jacked up pokemon wise compared to his canon counterpart going by what Misty told me back in Pewter City.

Canon, what is that? Does it taste good?

Suddenly my eyes widened as I remembered something. "Oh shit I totally forgot!" I gasped, quickly whirling on my feet, drawing a confused look from Charmeleon.

My eyes went to Hilda and then immediately to her chest, "...Fuck!" I cursed.

"...You finally remember I'm here after getting caught up with your new best buddy and the first thing you do after looking at me is swear?" Hilda gave me another dry look, "What even is your damage this time?"

"Your shirt isn't wet and see through from the Rain Dance." I sighed in defeat.

Hilda palmed her forehead, "You growing up can't come fast enough."