Step by step, nice and easy . . . Keksandra walked slowly trought the tall grass, trying not to step on hte wild pokemon, god forgive if she did, who wants to battle useless wild pokemon- aaaaand she stepped on one.

"POLISH MY FUCKING BALLSACK-" she screamed, before getting sudden gag reflexes . . . she then fell on her ass and looked at the wild pokemon.

It was a weird small creature with wings sprouting from the sides of its head, after a closer look Keksandra noticed that the small pokemon was wearing a medical mask of some sort, confused by the pokemon's appearence, she wipped out her pokedex and analyzed it.

'Nauseon, The sick pokemon; If someone touches Nauseon's skin, they will become sick. It roams cities at night, spreading disease." after realizing what had happened, she got up; " well that explains most of it, might as well catch this fucker " she said, trowing her shrimp pokemon at it . . . the shrimp ricoshetted off, hitting a tree.

"For fuck's sake . . . welp, KOBE" she screamed, trowing a pokeball at the Nauseon.

Wrote state 1

Shake one, two . . . three . . . the Nauseon came out at the last possible mome-

Loaded state 1

Shake one, two . . . three . . . Nauseon got caught.

"Works everytime" she said, picking the pokeball up, she then scrolled trought the nickname menù; ". . . What should i call him"

She went the easy road and called it 'WRYYYYYYYYY', since she didn't have any other ideas on what to call something like that.

Afterwards she noticed how low levelled her team was.

She started to think . . . and think . . . but god forbid she was to stupid to realize that grinding was a thing.

She rushed to the pokemon center's pc, logging in on 4chan . . . who in their right mind would go to 4chan of all places to look for help, goes to show that Keksandra's intelligence is comparable to gordon ramsey's kindness on social media.

She started a thread, asking how the fuck she could level up pokemon without wasting too much time, she then proceeded to autoclick the refresh button, waiting for a response on her thread.

A comment appeared: "Implying that you dont know what grinding is, yeet your pokemon in the tall grass and beat up wild pokemon 'till your dudes level up, have fun".

Cynicism aside Keksandra realize what she had to do, so she yeeted in the tall grass and started to slay every single life form that came under her eye.

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She yawned, looking at her improved team.

Each one of her pokemon was level 9, eccept her son who was level 11, the tought that she was overleveled didn't cross her mind at all, so she skyrocketed trought route 2, ending up inside vitlya woods.

Walking trought the forest, she was stopped by a random bug catcher . . . she didn't esitate to punch the stranger in the face.

she kept on punching the trainers trying to fight her, until she got to the end of the forest where she saw none other than DICKBALL.

"Oi DICKBALL" she waved, catching the edgelord's attention; "What the fuck do you want Keksandra, im too buisy painting a tree red." he said, dropping a paint bucket on Keksandra's foot . . . she didn't even flinch.

"But since you're here, how about we have a small runback." He said, readying his pokeball: "Sure thing, DICKBALL" she said, getting her pokeball ready.

Both of the trainers trew out their pokemon, while Keksandra trew out her RedlobsterBiscuit in the field, Dickball trew out a Nauseon.

"Allright, Aqua jet!" she ordered her shrimp, which dashed with blinking speeds towards the Nauseon, before smacking it with the force of multiple waves.

The Nauseon resisted, stuttering back on his feet: "Mhf, not bad, but taste this: ACID!" Legend screamed, as his Nauseon removed his mask swiftly, spitting acid towards his opponent.

RedlobsterBiscuit fell to the ground, having been poisoned almost instantly from the attack, right after Keksandra noticed . . . it was late.

RedlobsterBiscuit fainted.

Keksandra stomped her foot in anger, as DICKBALL taunted her: "Eh eh, not so strong without your kicks are you ?" he said, grinning.

Keksandra retreived RedlobsterBiscuit in his pokeball, as she sent out WRYYYYYYYYY, she didn't care if it was a ditto tho.

"allright, ACID" Both of the young trainers screamed, luckily for Keksandra her WRYYYYYYYYY moved first, knocking out the enemy in a single move.

"Goddamit . . . guess that its time for my ace, go Arabomb !" Legend yelled, trowing out his starter.

"Mhf, WRYYYYYYYYY use acid!", Nauseon spat a puddle of acid at Arabomb, even if it didn't do alot of damaged it managed to get a poison off: "Ok, ARABOMB, EMBER!" DICKBALL yelled, knocking out WRYYYYYYYYY in a single swoop.

"GAH- the balls on this fucker" Keksandra said, retriving WRYYYYYYYYY back in his pokeball and trowing out her own ace in the hole; Constapate.

"Psfht, you already lost Keksandra." DICKBALL said, as he trew a potion at his Arabomb, but as he did . . . "TACKLE!" Keksandra yelled, as Constapate headbutted Arabomb to the tree.

CRITICAL HIT!

Arabomb fainted in one hit.

"Wa-", That's the only thing that Legend could say, before Keksandra kicked him in the balls, making him flail to the ground.

Keksandra proceeded to steal his money, walking out of the gate.

She found herself in the next town; Gadech city.

looking up to the pokemon gym, even tought she didn't know what it was, she was determinated to steamroll it . . . if she had to, of course.