Hello, blazingalex here. I bet you are all wondering why you are seeing this story again. Well, that is because I am fulfilling my promise to turn this series into an animation. I have decided to rerelease The Pokemon University without sex, a bit more detail, and to fill in some plot holes. This is also to help promote and gain support for the project. (won't let me say the site I'm on, sadly. NO MATTER! follow me on twitter at blazingalex19 for the link!)
Chapter 1: The First Day of School
I drove down the road, one hand on the steering wheel and the other on a bottle of Pepsi. My music played over my car stereo as I drove, my own personal playlist. Thank Arceus I had Spotify premium. Opening the bottle cap, I took a sip before putting it back into the cup holder.
The roads were clear as I drove down them, surprisingly. Odd for a Tuesday.
I tried putting the cap back onto the bottle, but it slipped off and fell to the floor on the passenger side of the car. "Ah, damn it," I muttered softly. I took a left. A soft huff escapes my lips before I spot the front entrance of the school. "Finally."
I pulled into the school parking lot, searching for a spot to park in. Cars filled the lot. Sedans, trucks, SUVs, sports cars, and, for some reason, a tractor. After a little while, I found one by the front doors, luckily. I got out of my car, locked it, and headed inside. I walked in and found the front office with ease, thanks to the signs.
When I went up to the desk, a middle-aged female charizard appeared from underneath, holding a black stapler. Her glasses were askew, like she had been knocked around. "Oh, hello. Who are you?" She asked me.
"Um, I'm Alex. I'm the new student here," I replied. Getting back into her chair, she searched through a stack of papers. She pulled out a file with my name on it. She took out a schedule and a room key card. A smile of achievement spread across her face.
"Here you are," she said, handing me the items. "You start classes tomorrow, and your room is 221B on the other side of the building. Do you need help finding it?"
I thought for a second, then responded. "No, I'm good. Thank you." I left the office and turned around to see her going back under the desk. I went back outside to my car and grabbed my stuff, then headed back in.
I walked through the empty halls, looking around. Huh, quiet. Classes must be going on, I thought to myself. I continued down the hallways, following signs that led me to the dorms. As I made my way to my room, a pikachu walked around the corner with some books in her arms. She walked past me, not looking up as she walked into one of the classrooms. I then bumped into something furry. "Oops, sorry about that," I said.
A lucario turned to me and said "No problem. Are you lost or something?" The voice sounded feminine, yet powerful. She stood at 5'10", two inches shorter than me. She was wearing a tank-top with a Poke ball in the center, jeans, and glasses. She also had nice, C-cup breasts that stuck out in the top.
"Uh, yeah, I'm trying to find room 221B. I'm a new student," I told her.
"Oh, hey a new student!" She jumped up in excitement. She then turned to her friend. "Hey, check it out! Our new roommate is here!" Roommate? Are the rooms co-ed? The lucario side-stepped, revealing a gardevoir behind her.
"So you're going to be living with us, huh?" Again, another girl. She wore a t-shirt with a light jacket over it, along with a checkered skirt that nearly reached her knees, and was also the same height as the lucario. But she had a bigger bust than the lucario.
"Uh, yeah, I guess I am," I said, trying to avoid staring at her breasts.
"C'mon, we'll show you to our dorm," the lucario told me, pulling on my arm.
There was something familiar about the lucario, but I couldn't put my finger on it. "By the way, I'm Chloe, and this is Hanna," the lucario told me. It hit me. This was the same girl I have been talking to on Tumblr. I just hoped she would notice, too.
When we reached the room, Hanna unlocked the door and opened it for me. "Thanks." I dragged my bags in and looked around. The room was tricked out. A full kitchen, two bedrooms, a 72" TV, large bathroom, four computer desks, and, my personal favorite, an Xbox One AND a PlayStation 4. "Wow, this is amazing," I told them.
"Thank you," Chloe said, closing the door behind her. "We wanted someone else to live with us, but no one would choose to stay. They were afraid that we might kick their ass in Call of Duty."
Hanna walked into the kitchen. "Do you guys want anything to drink?" She asked, opening the fridge.
"Do you guys have any Pepsi?" I asked. Hanna pulled out a can and threw it to me. I caught it and cracked it open. Fizz spilled from the top, but I was expecting it. I put my mouth over the can, keeping it from spilling onto the carpet. Chloe giggled at this.
"Chloe?" Hanna asked. "Do you want anything?"
"No thanks, I'm good," Chloe replied. "Hey, anybody down to play some Modern Warfare? We can test out the new guy." She looked over at me as she teased. I smile and nodded, taking a swig of Pepsi.
"I'm down," I said with a gasp. "Hanna? You wanna join?"
"Pfft, if I ever say no to that, take me outside and shoot me," the psychic answered. "Just make sure you get your profile downloaded. I do not wish to wait for you to create an account." I nodded and threw myself onto the couch. Chloe and Hanna sat down on either side of me, turning their controllers on.
"Are you sure you want to face me? I'm pretty good at this game," I told them. They both nodded their heads. I turned my controller on and downloaded my profile onto their Xbox. Hanna was player one, so she started the game up. I grew nervous when they saw my gamer tag, hoping that they wouldn't bombard me with questions. I was known on YouTube a bit, having started my channel about 4 years ago. Luckily, they were too focused on choosing their weapons. The match was set to a Free-For-All, unlimited time, and 100 point limit. And, to make the game faster, Hanna selected the map Shipment.
Rules were simple: snipers only, marksman rifles don't count. No explosives, only throwing knives. No killstreaks or mini-map. Hardcore.
As we played, I was surprised by their skills. They were able to pass me up a few times, but every time they did, I flew past them with a few double kills. Soon, it was all tied up, the last kill won the game. We were all sweating from the anxiety. Finally, when we all saw each other on the game, we all shot at the same time, all of us dying together. We were waiting to see who actually won. When the final kill cam showed, Hanna jumped up, cheering. She had won, with me and Chloe tying for second. We all exchanged high-fives and hugs, congratulating Hanna for winning.
She stood up and walked in front of the TV. "Thank you all for making this possible. It was a dream come-" I stood up and stopped her.
"I'mma let you finish, but I think Chloe should have won because she shot first." Hanna punched my arm in a friendly manner.
"Shut up, dork. C'mon, let's go out to celebrate my win. You buy."
"Ooh, are we going to that one place?" Chloe asked. "I'll drive!" She hopped up and grabbed her car keys, Hanna and I following behind her.
We arrived at the restaurant. Well, it wasn't much, it was like a diner. We went inside and sat in a booth. Chloe sat next to me and Hanna on the other side. A Blastoise walked up to our table.
"Good evening, everyone," he greeted. "May I take your order?" He spoke with a prominent, snobby tone. Like he thought he was better than everyone else.
"Yes, can I have the Nachos and a medium Pepsi?" I told him, looking over at the girls.
"Can you make the Nachos family sized and two more Pepsi's, please?" Hanna asked him.
"Of course you may," He said, scribbling in his notepad. "Anything else?"
"I think that's it. Thank you," I answered. He bowed and went back to the kitchen. I turned back to the girls. "Is there anything that I should know about this University?" Chloe and Hanna exchanged looks.
"Well, you should at least be careful of Bradley. He can be really nasty to humans," Hanna told me.
"But other than that, just don't be late to class," Chloe chimed in.
"Who's Bradley?" I asked Hanna curiously.
"He's a hitmonlee who had a bad history with humans. Trust me, don't fuck with him." The Blastoise came back with a large bowl of Nachos. He then placed our drinks in front of us.
"Enjoy," he said, bowing again.
"Thanks," Chloe told him. As we ate, a blaziken walked in and came towards our table. "Oh, no," Chloe said. "It's Mike." He came up and sat down next to Hanna. He was about 5'6", not tall for a blaziken.
"What's up, girls?" He asked them. I swear, he would be a good actor for a 1950's grease gang movie.
"What the fuck do you want Mike?" Hanna asked him angrily.
"Whoa, calm down. I just wanted to say hello to the newbie. What's your name?" He asked me.
"I'm Alex," I told him, staring him down.
"Just what we need. A human in our school. And a ginger nonetheless. Great." As he continued to insult me, a rage was building up inside. Just before I was going to let loose, he stood up. "Well, I gotta go. I've got a date with a charizard."
"You mean the secretary at the front desk?" Chloe asked him. "You know she's like, 50, right?"
"Doesn't mean that I won't get pussy. Mike out," He said, leaving the diner.
"Uh-huh," I said, a confused look on my face as I turned back to the girls. Chloe munched on the nachos, rolling her eyes.
"He always tries to fuck older women. Don't even ask why," Hanna told me. We finished our food, and I paid the bill, leaving a nice tip. We exited, sharing laughs as we headed back to the car.
When we got back, Chloe and Hanna had to figure out where I was going to sleep. "I'll just sleep on the couch for now," I stated, pulling out a blanket from one of my bags.
"You sure?" Chloe asked with a worried voice. "We can probably try to find an air mattress you can sleep on."
"Nah, I'm good. Thank you, though." I threw myself onto the couch and pulled the blanket over myself. Hanna walked into her bedroom and closed the door. Chloe, still slightly worried, reached over the back of the couch to touch my arm. Her paw felt soft against me.
"If you say so, Alex. We'll be in our rooms if you need us." With that, she left and walked into the bathroom. I yawned quietly and closed my eyes, curling up on the couch cushions before falling asleep.
I awoke in the middle of the night to quiet whispers. Hanna and Chloe. Their voices may have been hushed, they were still loud enough for me to hear.
"Do you think that's him?" Hanna asked in a loud whisper.
"I don't know, maybe," Chloe replied just as hushed.
"Well, his gamer tag said it all."
"We might have read it wrong. It could just be someone else."
"Just, ask him tomorrow, or something. Anyways, I'm gonna take a shower."
"Hanna, that's gonna be so loud. It's two in the morning!"
"I don't care, I reek of Mike still." The bathroom door closed behind Hanna. Chloe closed her bedroom door. I fell back asleep, trying to figure out what that was all about.
