Chapter Five: Flames
"She had to take care of the little boy somehow. She became a prostitute, as outrageous as it may seem. I remember once I consulted her on it. I had one time asked her why she wouldn't sleep with me before, and that's how I found out. I remember her little speech. 'Listen, to you this may be a fun little game, but to me it's what I call a living. What would you do if you had a little son at home, crying all night because he's hungry and the only way I can feed and water him is to sleep with some men for a bit of money?!' Amazing speech, really, but quite contradictory." He sighed.
"I'm quite ashamed to say it," Professor Oak looked down, "but I was so happy when Giovanni left Delia to go train Pokemon and later became a mafia boss." He shook his head sadly. "But Delia sure wasn't. As always, she went to travel when she became depressed and found herself in Cerulean City. Strange as it may sound, a girl idolized her for being a hooker."
"Oh, I understand that completely." Ivy grinned.
"Yes, well... This girl by the name of Misty. Delia showed her a bit of things one-on-one. You know, lessons for some cash. How else was she supposed to get money?"
"You mean, she slept with a girl?"
"Yes. It's horrifying that this girl was only 2 years older than Delia's own seed."
"Misty? The one that's with Ash?" Oak nodded and Ivy pondered that. "So that's why Misty's so attached to him? How cute."
"Yes, Ash thinks she has a crush on him. He likes her too. It's sad, because, she's really just being protective of her son."
"Son? What became of that couple?"
"Well, to tell you the truth, Delia and Misty are still together."
"Woah. Wait a second...Delia was a prostitute? Is that how you met her?"
"No, we didn't meet the same way you and I did."
"Does she even know?"
"I think she suspects that I'm a pimp, but what can she do about it?"
"Geez...what was she smokin'?"
"Crack, as a matter of fact."
"I see...but how's this embarrassing and immoral to you?"
"Well there is more..."
"Go on!"
"You do know about Miltank and I?"
Ivy chuckled, "Yep."
"Well...I've tried Tracey."
"Ooh...yes?"
"But he sued me for sexual harassment. Apparently, he loves my Flint's grandson."
"Wow."
"I got him to drop the lawsuit though."
"Good."
"Yeah..."
"What ever happened to Flint?"
"Oh, well Flint had a son with Lugia."
"Is that physically possible?"
Oak shrugged, "I guess. That's where Brock gets his personality from."
"Ah, I remember. Brock was so vulnerable and so, so easy."
"Yes, easy definitely. Slightly perverted too, just like Lugia."
"And you say he's with that Tracey boy of yours?"
"Yes, gets his homosexuality from both Flint and Lugia."
"He is bisexual though. I mean, otherwise, why'd he like me?" Ivy paused and pondered that thought. "He was very reluctant to sleep with me, though. I mean, I had to chain him--"
Oak coughed. "You don't have to go into detail, Vi."
"Alright. One more question."
"Yes?"
"If Ash loves Misty, how will you keep him away from her?"
"No need. I never said he loved her. As a matter of fact, he loves Flint Jr."
"Your Flint's son?"
"Yes, Brock's father."
"My God."
Professor Oak grinned. "Alright, your turn Vi."
"She had to take care of the little boy somehow. She became a prostitute, as outrageous as it may seem. I remember once I consulted her on it. I had one time asked her why she wouldn't sleep with me before, and that's how I found out. I remember her little speech. 'Listen, to you this may be a fun little game, but to me it's what I call a living. What would you do if you had a little son at home, crying all night because he's hungry and the only way I can feed and water him is to sleep with some men for a bit of money?!' Amazing speech, really, but quite contradictory." He sighed.
"I'm quite ashamed to say it," Professor Oak looked down, "but I was so happy when Giovanni left Delia to go train Pokemon and later became a mafia boss." He shook his head sadly. "But Delia sure wasn't. As always, she went to travel when she became depressed and found herself in Cerulean City. Strange as it may sound, a girl idolized her for being a hooker."
"Oh, I understand that completely." Ivy grinned.
"Yes, well... This girl by the name of Misty. Delia showed her a bit of things one-on-one. You know, lessons for some cash. How else was she supposed to get money?"
"You mean, she slept with a girl?"
"Yes. It's horrifying that this girl was only 2 years older than Delia's own seed."
"Misty? The one that's with Ash?" Oak nodded and Ivy pondered that. "So that's why Misty's so attached to him? How cute."
"Yes, Ash thinks she has a crush on him. He likes her too. It's sad, because, she's really just being protective of her son."
"Son? What became of that couple?"
"Well, to tell you the truth, Delia and Misty are still together."
"Woah. Wait a second...Delia was a prostitute? Is that how you met her?"
"No, we didn't meet the same way you and I did."
"Does she even know?"
"I think she suspects that I'm a pimp, but what can she do about it?"
"Geez...what was she smokin'?"
"Crack, as a matter of fact."
"I see...but how's this embarrassing and immoral to you?"
"Well there is more..."
"Go on!"
"You do know about Miltank and I?"
Ivy chuckled, "Yep."
"Well...I've tried Tracey."
"Ooh...yes?"
"But he sued me for sexual harassment. Apparently, he loves my Flint's grandson."
"Wow."
"I got him to drop the lawsuit though."
"Good."
"Yeah..."
"What ever happened to Flint?"
"Oh, well Flint had a son with Lugia."
"Is that physically possible?"
Oak shrugged, "I guess. That's where Brock gets his personality from."
"Ah, I remember. Brock was so vulnerable and so, so easy."
"Yes, easy definitely. Slightly perverted too, just like Lugia."
"And you say he's with that Tracey boy of yours?"
"Yes, gets his homosexuality from both Flint and Lugia."
"He is bisexual though. I mean, otherwise, why'd he like me?" Ivy paused and pondered that thought. "He was very reluctant to sleep with me, though. I mean, I had to chain him--"
Oak coughed. "You don't have to go into detail, Vi."
"Alright. One more question."
"Yes?"
"If Ash loves Misty, how will you keep him away from her?"
"No need. I never said he loved her. As a matter of fact, he loves Flint Jr."
"Your Flint's son?"
"Yes, Brock's father."
"My God."
Professor Oak grinned. "Alright, your turn Vi."