Training Isn't Just for Moemon: Electric Boogaloo Ch. 10
Trixie and I sat nervously across the table from my father and Winona. Her legs, barely able to reach the ground, slowly kicked back and forth. Since our session earlier, neither of us were able to speak from how flustered we were. "So…" Winona began, hoping to try to kick off the discussion.
"How has growing up with May been?" Vulpus asked. "Has she treated you well?"
I smiled at the mention of my mother and nodded fervently. "Very well. You couldn't ask for a better mother. She's provided me with everything I've needed and more. She even custom made me a pokedex with Professor Oak."
Despite my words, Trixie's face showed her disagreement. I had to admit, that was something I found conflicting. I didn't want to believe that my mother had done such horrible things to Trixie, but at the same time, I didn't want to believe that my Vulpix would lie about something like that either.
"Good, good," he replied, scratching his cheek awkwardly.
"So, why are you here?" Trixie asked.
I elbowed her for the rude phrasing. "Trixie, be polite."
"I meant why are they here in Cerulean City," she protested, rubbing her side. "He's the League Champion, right? Isn't he supposed to be in Indigo Plateau?"
"We did get a little sidetracked," Winona chuckled. "We arrived here via Vermillion City. We were passing through when we heard about a break in in town."
"I don't understand. What does that have to do with anything?"
"Listen, son. In this world, there are good people and bad people. The guys who did the break in are bad people. Really bad. They're called Team Rocket."
"Oh! I fought some of them in Mt. Moon! They were trying to steal the fossils there."
"Doesn't surprise me. They're a bunch of dirty thieves. Winona and I clashed with them in Johto a while back. At one point, they even hijacked a radio tower and held the entire building hostage. When I found out their headquarters were here in Kanto, I was worried that things would be bad. I was right, clearly."
I thought about it for a moment. "You're really a hero, aren't you, Dad?"
Calling him 'Dad' seemed to make him swell with pride, and for a moment, I thought he was going to start tearing up again. "Just Vulpus is fine. I don't deserve to be called 'Dad' seeing as how we're just meeting for the first time," he said before quickly adding, "If you're not comfortable with that, anyway."
"To answer your question," Winona replied. "He's saved the world from utter destruction twice now. In fact, it was when he was saving it the first time that he and I met."
"Twice?!" Trixie exclaimed in awe. "How'd you do that?"
"With a lot of help," Vulpus admitted. "Lots of friends, lots of moemon...lots of lovers."
There was an awkward silence that fell over the group as Renard scratched his cheek. "Erm...right. So about that problem…?"
"Right, I suppose I should explain that whole debacle," his father sighed. "We are the descendents of the union between a moemon and a human. Specifically, the legendary dragon Rayquaza. It's the reason why we're one of the very few people who are attracted to moemon, and it's also the reason for your...abilities."
"Abilities?" I repeated.
"Please don't make me come out and say it," Vulpus groaned.
"He's talking about your addictive cum, sweetheart," Winona chimed in bluntly. "When a girl...ingests it...she becomes addicted to it. To the point of near insanity. Suddenly, they aren't able to feel satisfaction sexually from anyone else. Try as they might, they can't stop trying to anyway."
"But there's more...isn't there?" I noted sadly.
After thinking about it for a moment, Vulpus shook his head. "No, that should just about cover it. Just be careful who sucks you off, and you should be just fine." Winona smacked his chest with the back of her hand.
"What your father means is that you have to be a bit more decisive of who you engage in sexual activities with. You should make sure you really love the person."
I looked back and forth between them. "You two really don't know what I'm talking about?"
"Is there something else?"
Trixie nodded, sliding closer to me and wrapping her arm around mine. "It's not so easy for Renard to just choose who to have sex with and who not to," she explained. "Sometimes, he just transforms and goes insane. He's looks like himself but he acts…" Catching herself, she looked up at me with sad eyes before nuzzling her head against my cheek, whispering a soft 'I love you'. "He acts like someone else. Someone who's not a good person."
Again, my father and his wife exchanged a glance. "This is bad, Winona," Vulpus murmured. "My father and I could control it to some degree. If Renard can't then…"
"No one in Kanto is safe," I finished. Wrapping my arms around my stomach, I suddenly felt sick. "I...umm...thanks for the meal. I think I'm going to go to bed now."
With that, I rushed off, not even waiting for Trixie to tag along with me.
Watching her boyfriend leave, Trixie gave a sigh and looked at her own plate of half-eaten food. She'd hoped that they would get answers, but talking to his father only seemed to make things worse. "He's really hard on himself," she explained. "Renard isn't like other boys. He's trying his best to make you proud, but...this condition has really taken its toll."
"Well, that explains Misty's behavior," Winona sighed.
"What?"
"When we visited Misty earlier today, she practically ripped off her swim suit and jumped my bones," Vulpus explained.
Trixie shook her head in bewilderment. "That doesn't make any sense. Renard hasn't met Misty yet."
Winona nudged her husband. "Hey, that woman who was robbed was acting strange too. You don't think…"
"You think Team Rocket was behind this?" Vulpus asked. "How is that possible?"
"Who knows? I mean, you can't be the only one descended from Rayquaza, right? I mean, if you knock up ten sluts, all ten of them will have sons with powers, won't they?"
"Yeah, but I'm careful. Besides, you know I usually aim for…" Realizing Trixy was still sitting across from them, her eyebrow perked in curiosity, he cleared his throat. "Other holes."
"Your dad then?"
"He had a vasectomy right after I was born. I'm his only kid."
"Unless…"
"Unless?"
Winona frowned. "Vulpus...in Johto, that was when we…"
His eyes grew wide at the realization. "Those bastards," he growled his eyes narrowing.
"What? What is it?" Trixie asked.
"Team Rocket must have stolen some samples. We had a doctor in Johto do some examination work, and at that time, we'd already pinged their radar. They probably found out about my powers and tried to replicate them. Looks like they may have succeeded, too."
"That's bad. If they're using your powers to do all this stuff, then that means that…" Trixie began.
"I know. Look. Team Rocket is very dangerous, understand? You're Renard's best friend, right?"
"And his girlfriend," she beamed.
"Then I'm begging you. Make sure he doesn't get into any trouble with them. Winona and I will investigate into the matter and handle it. Keep Renard away from them. We'll figure out about the whole business with his split personality once this whole matter is resolved. One person doing this is bad, but an entire organization trying to do it…" He let the words hang there.
Trixie didn't need to be told how grave the situation was. After everything that had happened with Miku, Lara, and Tess, not to mention her own behavior lately, she could only imagine what would happen if there were dozens of him around. "Okay, I'll watch over him. Thank you both for your help. I know that this probably isn't how Renard expected this to go, but it means a lot for him to be able to meet you."
"Yeah. Tell him that I look forward to seeing him again once he comes to challenge me in the championship."
"I will."
Winona smiled, offering her hand to the Vulpix. "Good night, Trixie. It was nice meeting you and Renard."
"Thanks, Winona. It was nice meeting you, too."
"Just remember, if he ever gives you any troubles, all you have to do is grab him by the balls and give a twist. Right, honey?" she asked, giving Vulpus a teasing wink.
"R-right," he stammered, his body going rigid as her hand slid between his thighs under the table.
Trixie just giggled. "Okay, I will. Thanks for the advice." With that, Trixie left the table to go find her Master. She needed to tell him about everything regarding Team Rocket. Just as she left the restaurant though, she ran smack into Chad.
"Trix?" he asked in surprise. "What are you doing here?"
"I was eating dinner," she grumbled.
"Where's Renard?"
"None of your beeswax!"
She expected a harsh quip, but instead, Chad's gaze shifted around nervously. "Listen, Trix...can we talk real quick? There's something I need to tell you, and I couldn't do it with Renard around."
She was reluctant to go with Chad. Without Renard with her, she feared he'd do something really nasty to her. Even still, he seemed very worried about whatever it was he wanted to say. Finally, she relented. "Fine...what do you want Chad?"
"Listen, I know that I hassle you a lot, Trix. I'm sorry it really bothers you, but I'm not doing it to be mean, honest. I thought about what you said after our last battle, and umm...well it's obvious you hate me."
"Oh gee, I wonder why. You only call Renard and me losers every time you see us."
"I'm just teasing, Trix. Honest. The truth is, I've always had a crush on you, okay? For a really long time. I'm so jealous that Renard gets to spend so much time with you. He doesn't even appreciate you for what you're worth!"
Trixie's head was spinning as she stared at her rival. She shook her head in disbelief. "Bullshit. You're just playing some stupid joke on me. I don't believe it." The vulpix turned to leave, but his hand shot out, grabbing her wrist.
"I'm serious. I mean, how else could I get you to notice me? When I tried being nice to you, you just ignored me and went with Renard. So, I started picking on you so you'd pay more attention to me. Look, we grew up together, right? How many kids did you see growing up? I'll give you a hint, two of them were best friends and one of them had no friends. I'll let you sort out which one I am."
Trixie pulled her arm from his grip. "There was nothing stopping you from being our friend, Chad. You were the one who acted like a jerk. Not us. I'm sorry you're lonely, but I don't really care. Especially since you think-mmf?!"
Her golden eyes widened as Chad suddenly pressed his lips against hers in a gentle kiss. For a moment, she froze, simply allowing him to shower her with the affections, but soon, she gently put her hands on his chest and went to push him away.
Yet, try as she might, she couldn't bring herself to do it. No, no, no! She was screaming in her own head. She couldn't possibly have feelings for Chad! This felt so wrong, so why was her body letting this happen. When he finally pulled away from her, she gave a soft gasp.
"Chad, I can't," she whispered. "Renard and I…" Her words trailed off, causing a sombre look to cross his features.
"I know. I promise Trixie, someday, I'm going to prove to you that I love you more than anything. He doesn't deserve you, Trix. When I'm Champion, it'll prove that I'm better than Renard, and when I win, we can be together once and for all."
Trixie opened her mouth to protest, but her words became trapped in her throat. She couldn't argue or tell him off. What was wrong with her? Once he'd placed one last kiss on her lips, he walked off towards the pokemon center.
Everything she'd needed to tell Renard slipped away. Right now, she was so confused and bewildered, she didn't know what to do. So instead, she found a quiet bench to sit on and stared out over the pool of water under the bridge.
I lay in bed for nearly ten minutes. I couldn't sleep, try as I might. I'd tried to roll over and change positions, before finally deciding I'd go for a walk.
It was starting to become dark now as I walked North of the city towards the bridge that led to the cape. A hastily scribbled sign read 'Nugget Bridge' and I couldn't help but scratch my head over the odd name.
Catching me looking, a guy beamed at me, coming to a stop in front of me. "I see you saw our sign! It's a promotional we're running. If you defeat five trainers in a row, you get a fabulous prize. Another young man has already won, but there are plenty of prizes to go around if you'd like to try."
"What's the prize?"
"A gold nugget worth five thousand pokedollars."
"Five thousand?" Renard coughed. With that much money he could afford to buy something really nice for Trixie. "Sure, let me go grab my other moemon real quick, and I'll just…" I stopped. If I brought Trixie, she'd know what I was up to. Besides, this would be a great way to train up Tess for the gym. Besides, Trixie was most likely still eating with his parents anyway. I was sure she had quite a few questions for her original owner as well. "Okay, I'll take your challenge."
"Excellent! See you at the end of the bridge," he grinned before running to his waiting position.
Renard reached to his hip and summoned out Tessa. As the golden-haired beauty appeared, she flashed him a loving smile. "Good evening, Master. Are you taking me on a late night date? Don't you think Trixie may get jealous?" she added with a wink before purring under his touch.
"We're going to get in a bit of training before bed," I explained. "We have to beat five trainers in a row. If you behave though, I'll consider letting you go second after Trixie when we try our experiment tonight."
"Can't wait," Tess sighed happily.
The first kid wasn't too tough. He fought with a lot of bug pokemon, very similar to the eco-dorks in the Viridian Forest. Tess easily fried them, one after another.
The second trainer was a girl. Seeing the devastation in our wake from the previous battle, she smiled at me before tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Wow, you're pretty tough," she hummed playfully. "Want to grab dinner sometime after you lose? I promise I won't look down on you for it."
I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "Get off it. I'll take you down just like I did the last guy. Tess, go!"
"Very well. Go, pidgey!"
"Tess, Thundershock!"
Electricity crackled in her rose colored cheeks as she clenched her fist. "Pidgey, use tackle!" The winged girl rose high into the air before divebombing towards Tess. Bad move. Tess was fast, much faster than the pidgey was.
The golden-haired girl dove to the side, narrowly avoiding the blow from her foe. As she soared past, Tess turned and fired the stored up shock straight into the bird's back. The enemy moemon spasmed as she fell to the ground in a crumpled heap.
Tess, blew a strand of hair from her face before walking over to the unconscious pidgey. "Sleep tight," she cooed, patting her head condescendingly before turning back to the girl. "Is that the best you've got?" she challenged.
The girl was shocked by her attitude. "Are you just going to let your moemon talk to a human that way?" she demanded, glaring at me.
"Now, Tess," I lectured. "That was very rude of you."
"Thank you!"
"I'm sure she worked really hard to train that pidgey. You shouldn't make fun of her because her moemon aren't as good as you are."
"Teehee, you're right. Sorry Master," Tess giggled.
The girl let out a growl, the frustration in her eyes causing blood to begin pumping into my lower body. My head swam with thoughts of knocking this bitch down a peg...before giving her a peg of my own.
Noticing my expression, Tess frowned, taking my hand and pulling it to her lips to get my attention. "Master, don't. Keep a hold of yourself. If not for yourself, do it for me. She doesn't deserve someone as wonderful as you, Master," she purred.
"Go, Bellsprout!"
A young girl in a yellow leotard appeared from the pokeball, ready for a fight. I blinked, shaking myself back to my senses. Pulling my hand from Tess, I nodded in agreement. "Tess, return. Go, Lara!"
As the rabbit girl appeared, she got into a fighting pose and prepared to fight. "Ready, Master!" she announced, a smirk on her face.
"Bellsprout, vine whip! Keep her at a distance!"
"Lara, get ready to counter attack."
"Counter attack from a distance?" the enemy trainer scoffed. "Are you stupid?"
Just as two vines lashed out at Lara, the confident Nidoran quickly grasped them and drew them close to her body. "Good work, Lara!" I cheered, causing her to beam at me.
"What is she…?" The trainer's words trailed off as Lara's body suddenly erupted in quills, injecting her powerful toxins into Bellsprout's vines.
"Lara, finish her off! Use double kick!"
With a grunt of effort, she pulled hard on the vines. Having been weakened and disoriented from the poison, Bellsprout flew forward towards her at an alarming rate. The rabbit girl jumped into the air at the last moment before spearing down with both of her feet and sending her foe's face into the bridge.
"Next?"
The girl growled. "Oddish, go!"
"Lara, keep it up! Don't let her get the advantage!"
As the Oddish blasted absorption beams, my Nidoran nimbly dodged from side to side to close the gap. Soon, she was on the green-haired girl, and began to mercilessly wail into her. "Oddish, get up!" the trainer cried, but at this point, she'd curled up into a ball and was trying simply to protect herself from the onslaught.
"Lara, enough!" I commanded, causing her to pause for a moment before giving the Oddish one last kick to the ribs for good measure.
Scooping up her small moemon, the girl looked at me with tears in her eyes. "What the hell is wrong with you? You're a monster! How could you let her attack my Oddish like that?"
"Hey, bitch! Don't insult my Master like that! You're the one who wanted to fight! Well, when you're a cocky cunt, your pokemon gets the shit beat out of her! Don't blame him because you're no good at training pokemon!"
"Lara!" I snapped, causing her to flinch before looking back over her shoulder at me. Moving to her, I wrapped my arms around the small rabbit girl. "I'm sorry that Lara hurt your moemon," I replied. "Most though, would not hesitate to kill it. If you take her to the pokemon center, they'll patch her up for free."
For a moment the girl didn't say anything, just stood there, holding her pokemon and stroking her hair. "Well...what about dinner?" she asked finally, a hopeful sound in her voice.
"Seriously?!" Lara cried. "You just called him a monster and you want him to take you on a date?"
One gentle squeeze of Lara's shoulders made her fall silent again. "Sorry. I'm afraid I'm spoken for. I've already got a girlfriend. That's actually why I'm trying to complete this bridge, so I can buy her a nice gift."
"That's very sweet. I'm sure she'll love whatever it is you pick out for her."
With that, the girl brushed past me and walked off the bridge. When she was completely gone, Lara frowned. "Master, how could you let her treat you that way?" she demanded. "She was totally rude! She called you names and said you were going to lose."
I looked at the small rabbit-girl and frowned. "Lara, is something wrong? You've been acting weird. They're just words, they shouldn't bother you this much."
My moemon turned bright red, averting her gaze from me. "I just...you're a wonderful person, Master. It just upsets me that some people can't see that." I smiled brightly at her.
"That doesn't matter to me, Lara. I'm more than happy to just know that you think so. Come here," I offered, extending my arms for a hug.
Without a thought, she threw her arms around my neck, leaping into my embrace and smashing her lips against mine in a passionate kiss. I was taken aback by the sudden gesture, but soon the hunger that Tess had managed to bury began to bubble up again.
"God damn it," I panted as she pulled away from me. "Not again."
"Heehee, if you want Master, once we finish the bridge challenge, we can find a nice secluded spot to do our experiment," she suggested with a playful wink. Her flirty nature made it difficult for me to not throw her down and take her right there.
Just as he turned to argue with her though, his eyes fell on a sight that broke his heart. Chad and Trixie stood, just at the end of the bridge, lips locked together and in a passionate embrace.
"What the…" he murmured, unsure of what he was seeing.
Following his gaze, Lara's eyes widened as she looked back to her Master. "Master, I'm sure it's not what it looks like."
Renard shuddered, feelings of anger and hatred rolling through him. "What does it look like? To me it looks like my best friend making out with my worst enemy. Are you seeing something different?"
"Well, no but…" Lara's words trailed off as Chad gave a final peck on her lips before leaving her there to return to the pokemon center. As Trixie wandered off towards the side of the bridge, Lara frowned.
"How could she?" Renard murmured. "At least I have an excuse. At least I can say that I can't control it, but what defense could she possibly have?"
"Whatever," I murmured. "Let's just finish this stupid bridge." Recalling Lara, Tess and I continued to advance. Despite our battling though, my focus was always elsewhere. The image of Trixie and Chad was burned into my mind and it hurt like crazy.
It wasn't long until I'd managed to defeat the entire bridge. I didn't even try to hold back. The other trainers were terrified by my ruthlessness, but what was the point? Why should I feel guilty when they wouldn't show me the same courtesy anyway.
As I reached the man who'd spoken to us in the beginning he began to clap. "Wow," he congratulated me. "Amazing work! Here's your prize." Placing the small golden orb in my hand, I stared at it before tucking it into my pocket.
"Thanks."
"By the way, I uh...I have an offer for you, on the downlow. See, I work for this group of people and we're always looking for more trainers. You're pretty good kid, I bet you could go far in our organization." I looked at him shiftily. "Don't look at me like that, kid. This is a genuine invite. Join Team Rocket, and you could make it big."
"Tess…"
"Yes Master?"
"Fry this creep."
She looked at me in horror before turning back towards the man. Electricity raced from her cheeks, arcing around him and causing horrible burns to his body. He spasmed as he tried to reach for his pokeball, but he couldn't even reach it before he collapsed in a smoldering heap. Grabbing his pokegear, I called the police and left it off the hook so they could trace him. I didn't check if he was alive or dead. Truthfully, I didn't care. Either way, he'd get justice.
"Let's go back to the room, Tess," I suggested. "I'm feeling a little tired. You've done so well today though, I think it'd be better if we didn't get sleep."
Taking my meaning, she took one last glance as Trixie. Tess was also furious with her, but being granted this opportunity, she waved their deal off as if it were nothing but a passing thought. Smiling, she wrapped her arms around mine and nuzzled against me. "I'd like that a lot Master. I look forward to having you all to myself."
To be continued...