Okay, just a fair warning this next chapter is gonna have some notable fanservice elements involved, though seeing as this story is M-rated that should be fine. Lol

Likes and comments are appreciated as always, enjoy.

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The next morning quickly came and it was time to prepare Beach House Moe for its second day of its sudden special. Of course as they were busy preparing, Brock noticed that Ash, who was helping with the sweeping, had a rather absent minded look, like he was trying to wrap his head around something else. Frowning a bit, he went over to the Riolu and placed a hand on his shoulder.

Ash jumped a little at the sudden contact, but quickly regained his composure. "Oh, did you need something, Brock?" Ash asked.

"Not me personally, but are you okay, Ash?" Brock asked.

"I'm okay. Why do you ask?" Ash blinked.

"Well, you looked like your head was somewhere else just now. Plus your face looked like someone who had something really big on their minds," Brock said.

"Was it THAT obvious?" Ash sighed.

"Hey, what's going on over here?" Misty asked, coming over when she noticed Ash sighing. Pikachu came over as well, and looked understandably worried, even if he knew what was probably bothering Ash.

Ash looked at them both and sighed. "Well…I guess you might as well know," he sighed. "Mind if we talk about this outside a bit?"

"Not at all," Brock nodded as they soon moved outside the restaurant. Once a bit away, Ash soon explained what had happened the night before and well…

"SERIOUSLY?!"

Ash and Pikachu winced at the loud shout, but ultimately Ash nodded. "Yeah, so you can understand why I'm a bit…distracted…" he sighed.

"I don't blame you," Misty couldn't help but say. "But seriously, you're gonna be a big brother soon, huh?"

"Yeah…still trying to fully process that. Not to mention how I'm on my Pokemon Journey so…a part of me is kinda worried that I won't really be there for them…" Ash sighed.

Brock gave him an understanding look and patted him on the shoulder. "I can understand that feeling, believe me," he said, and Ash wasn't going to refute that. He'd SEEN how many younger siblings Brock had. "So what you're feeling right now is natural," he said. "But you shouldn't stress over it. This isn't something you can rush. When the time comes, you'll know what to do," he smiled.

Ash smiled a bit at that. "Thanks. I think that helped a bit," he said. It didn't really fix the issue, but it did make him feel a bit better.

"And if you ever need any advice on how to take care of your sibling, you can always talk to me," Misty said.

"But, you don't have a younger sibling," Ash blinked.

"I have three older sisters, I can probably give you advice on how your younger sibling feels," Misty said flatly.

"Ah…right," Ash nodded with a small sweatdrop. "I'll be sure to keep that in mind."

"Good," Misty nodded. "Speaking of which, we should get back to the shop. We've only got a bit more time before…"

Ash and Brock gulped and nodded. "Yeah, if today is gonna be like yesterday, we're gonna be REALLY busy," Brock said, Pikachu sweat dropping at the memory of the previous day as they quickly went back to the shop. There were still some preparations to be done.

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The shop was soon cleaned up and prepared for the day. With everything ready, everyone immediately got to work. Pikachu, Squirtle, and Clefairy went to work going around the beach, handing out fliers again, managing to attract even more people both the ones who didn't come the previous day and newcomers alike.

With the publicity going on, it wasn't long before the early lunch crowd soon came in, the alfresco area already set up in preparation. Good thing too as the crowd was just about as big as the one they had last evening. Like with before, the kitchen team and table team were hard at work with the orders, while Professor Oak did a lecture that was the first of three that would be the highlights of the day. All in all, the day was starting to look like it would be as much of a success as the previous day.

However, as they were busy at work, Brutella was watching from her restaurant with a frown, before she smirked, looked to the side, and nodded.

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The flier team were out handing out a fresh set of fliers. Thanks to Porta Vista being a major tourist attraction, it wasn't hard for them to find more and more people to give the fliers out to…or they would have if not for a sudden gust of wind which hit them with enough force to send their fliers flying and kick up some sand. The source of that wind being what appeared to be some local thugs/delinquents, who were laughing at the reactions from both the confused Pokemon and the Pokemorphs that were thrown into confusion by the winds that they'd generate, as the group happened to be a few bird Pokemorphs, using their wings that doubled as arms to generate the gale force winds, before flying off before anyone could get on their case.

Pikachu would have given them a piece of his mind, but right now he, Squirtle, and Clefairy were more focused on trying to retrieve the fliers that got blown away. Keyword being trying.

Unfortunately as well, this was only the first of a series of accidents. Over in the restaurant, as Moe, Delia, and Brock were busy with the food and Charmander was making sure the fire was at the perfect level for the cooking, all of the sudden the stoves ignited with way more power than there should have been, singeing all of them, and leaving the food they were cooking completely ruined. Even Pidgeotto found a similar problem as when she turned her head in surprise, before turning back and finding the grills she was working on abruptly on fire as well.

In the table area as the table team was busy with the tables, Ash was about to serve one of the tables before his foot suddenly stepped on something, causing him to slip, just BARELY managing to maintain balance. Bulbasaur saw that and tried to help, but he suddenly slipped on something too, which caused him to barrel into his Trainer, sending the food flying and the dishes they were carrying falling to the ground.

"Hey, are you both okay?" Carmine asked in alarm as he and Misty were about to help…but they promptly slipped as well, causing the same effect, and leaving the customers outraged. The commotion even interrupted Professor Oak's lecture.

"What's going on over there?" Oak asked, while grabbing his drink since giving lectures understandably made him thirsty. However, when he took a drink as he was moving to check on everyone…suddenly his mouth and throat felt like they were on fire, and not the same way as when HE breathed fire…which was what he ended up doing in surprise and pain…which caught several of the customers too, much to their ire.

In short, in the span of literally 10 minutes, the once crowded restaurant had people leaving left and right.

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"What the heck just happened earlier?" Ash groaned as they'd finished cleaning up the mess.

"I honestly have no idea," Brock frowned. "The stoves suddenly got way stronger than they should be."

"And one of us slipping is one thing, but all of us? That can't be right," Misty frowned.

"Not to mention what happened to Professor Oak…" Carmine said, looking towards where the Arcanine was slowly drinking ice water, the pain and shock having caused him to lose his voice.

"Add in what happened with the fliers and I'll be blunt, I think we were sabotaged," Delia frowned. "Everything happened too perfectly to be a coincidence. Add in how things happened right as we were in the middle of our plan, then it's one heck of a coincidence."

"Wow, if Mom's that sure we were being sabotaged then we probably were being sabotaged," Ash frowned. "And I don't think we need to think hard on who probably was doing it," he said, glaring towards the direction of next door.

"That… that witch!" Misty said, clearly thinking of a worse word but deciding against it "Why can't she just let us work in peace?! She'll be getting her money faster that way!"

"Sadly it's not like we can actually prove she sabotaged us if we take this to the police." Brock frowned. "There hasn't been a shred of evidence left behind of whatever actions she took… she probably used some moves to do most of it."

"Or she had hired help," Carmine frowned. "Either way that still leaves us with the problem of the money…"

"Yes, unfortunately while we made a good profit early on, thanks to all the damages and repairs I'll need to do, well…we didn't quite make enough to cover my debt to begin with, and with the repairs there's no way I can pay it off like this…" Moe frowned, everyone shooting next door a glare for a moment before thinking what to do.

Their answer however soon came when Moe felt someone patting his shoulder, turning to see Professor Oak, the Arcanine holding up something and pointing at it.

"A flier?" Moe blinked, before Misty took the flier from Professor Oak.

"Let's see…" she started before reading what the flier was about. "The Annual Porta Vista Beach Beauty and Pokemon Costume contest?"

"That was a mouthful," Brock sweat dropped while Misty continued to read.

"Hey, there's a cash prize on this too. Would this cover the debt?" Misty asked, showing Moe the amount.

Moe's eyes widened. "That's it! With that much I can cover my debt AND fix up my shop after today's mishaps. Not just that, we could even promote my restaurant by serving food for people attending the contest!"

"And the registration is still until a few more hours from now. That means we can still enter," Misty said.

"Then we'd better hurry. What are the rules?" Carmine asked.

"Hm…weird rules," Misty blinked. "Okay, first of all, though it's a Beach Beauty contest, it's actually open for all genders, and you can even enter in teams, though only 3 people per team at max," she started. "And of course each team will need to have a Pokemon to play the Costume part of the Contest. There's no actual rule of the theme, and it seems each participant can have more than one Pokemon work together for the Costume…though like with Pokemorphs, only 3 Pokemon per Costume attempt."

"Seems simple enough. We'll plan out teams and then work from there," Ash said, everyone nodding in agreement.

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A few hours later saw a sizable stage having been erected fairly quickly for the Contest, and with it, the stands were packed with spectators coming from all over to watch. In short, it was a good day of business for everyone involved. Moe was just glad he'd been able to replace the damaged stuff quickly enough for this round of customers, even if he was forced to handle them mostly by himself.

Over at the stage, the various participants were getting ready, be it choosing the outfits they'd use or even making sure the Pokemon they would be entering alongside had their costumes properly set up.

Interestingly as well, Brock was sitting on the commentator's seat. Apparently the intended commentator had gotten sick all of a sudden, and the organizers of the show were looking for a replacement in a hurry, and somehow or other Brock ended up getting the job. He…still wasn't fully sure how it was that he ended up in the role, but decided to just roll with it. And roll with it he did as he was given the signal to start with a 'script' for the key parts of the event. Everything else…he was told to just wing it. For better or worse.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we're happy to announce that the Annual Porta Vista Beach Beauty and Pokemon Contest is about to begin!" he said. "This year we've got a number of entries, and I'm sure we're all looking forward to seeing what they bring to the show!"

As the crowds were filling in to the stage, Moe couldn't help but smile as the added customers were definitely going to help him out. In fact, if he crunched the numbers right, he might JUST manage to cover his debt with or without the prize money. Either way he was very thankful for everything they'd done. Now he just wished he could actually watch, but he'd settle for just listening.

It helped that the stage had been set up practically next to his restaurant after all.

At the stands, Ash was sitting next to Professor Oak, the Arcanine sipping a bit of water every now and then to help with his throat. "I know you said that this event attracts a lot of people, but actually seeing it is something else," Ash couldn't help but whistle, and for once Pikachu wasn't with him as due to the style of the contest, they'd agreed that his Dad's Pokemon…might not cut it for this kind of contest. That was why he'd offered his Pokemon for the Costume contest and after some discussion, Pikachu was one of the Pokemon his parents would be using for the costume contest.

Professor Oak moved a bit closer and spoke a bit, his throat having healed enough for him to whisper his words. "There are quite a lot of people. Don't worry, I'm sure they'll be fine."

"Yeah, I'm admittedly not TOO worried about the competition," Ash sweat dropped a bit, earning a soft chuckle from Professor Oak.

Before long the competition started, and a few entries took their turn first. They were all pretty good, not surprising since most wouldn't enter this competition unless they were confident in their looks…at least that's what Ash thought until he noticed a few entries that were…not quite his first choice for a beauty contest, but credit where it was due, those ladies still looked pretty. It was probably because of how much fun they looked like they were having, added with the confidence they had, so even if they weren't what most would traditionally call beautiful, they were still pretty. Of course, Brock was giving flattering commentaries for many of them, no surprise there.

Speaking of having fun, it wasn't long before it was Misty's turn as the Vaporeon came out with her bikini, smiling and waving as she walked down the aisle. Her choice of clothing did well to show off her physique which was slim and toned, with the kind of muscle that was very much that of a swimmer, with her legs being just that perfect tone of slender yet firm. Another thing going for her was her overall appearance, her modest assets and slim build gave very much the impression of a young woman who was well on the verge of adulthood, making a fine blend of the cuteness of a young girl with the beauty of a budding woman.

Unsurprisingly, Brock was giving a flattering commentary for her as well…though the water pun for a water specialist was a bit hit and miss as far as Ash was concerned. Still, it seemed the crowd agreed with his assessment and the cheers she got made it clear she was doing quite well.

Following up after her was her entry for the Costume Contest, revealing to be Squirtle and Starmie, with Starmie having been made to look a bit like a UFO with Squirtle on its back while wearing a helmet, giving the image of an alien with a UFO, topped off with Squirtle using a light Water Gun to give a light sprinkle effect over misty, the light catching on the water droplets to enhance her appeal.

With her turn over, a few more contestants took their turns, some with Pokemon, some without, but the costumes ranged from imaginative to…needs work. It wasn't long before a rather unexpected entry made themselves known.

"They entered too?" Ash blinked…before he thought about it. "Then again…I guess this IS the kind of thing they'd go for," he mused, as the next contestants revealed to be Jessie and James, with Jessie wearing a bikini that he had to admit…flattered her body very nicely. Her choice of outfit showed off a well toned build of someone who was quite active in life…no surprise there. It also emphasized her generous bust which went together with the rest of her appearance, as well as the confidence mixed with a touch of arrogance she was giving off that created a rather strong mature woman feel. All in all, it worked quite well for the Pyroar.

James on the other hand… "He DOES realize this contest is for both genders, right?" Ash said with a huge sweat drop. The reason? James was somehow dressed in a suit that he normally wouldn't even be able to tell was a suit…if not for the fact he was dressed in a bikini, and somehow was sporting a very…impressive…rack as well as a slender build that…he honestly wasn't sure if that was his actual build or not. Either way it seemed most if not all the crowd was fooled, since James was actually playing the female look quite well.

"Well…I guess there are all sorts of people…" Professor Oak couldn't help but whisper, sweat dropping a bit.

The duo's Costume entry soon came in and…well…they weren't fully sure what to make of it. APPARENTLY it was supposed to be Omastar…but what it actually was was Koffing who was for some reason wearing a seaweed…beard…with Ekans curled up into a makeshift shell on top of Koffing. Needless to say Brock seemed quite confused during his commentary, but kept it polite and respectful.

"Well…points for trying I suppose," Oak whispered a bit with a sweat drop.

"They'd probably would have done better dressing up Meowth or something," Ash couldn't help but say.

The next few contestants went through as well…before they got one that was…VERY unexpected.

"Wait, Brutella's in the contest too?" Ash blinked in surprise as Brutella's name was announced and she soon entered the aisle and…a palpable wave or revulsion went through the stands, Ash honestly feeling like he wanted to claw his eyes out, while Brock's commentary started with him visibly struggling to be nice…before devolving to just shouting 'no comment!'.

The reason? Brutella had gone for a two piece bikini that had one of those slight frilly skirts on the bottom part, but that wasn't the main issue. The main issue is that while previously there had been women of all shapes and sizes, they at least had some beauty to them, and carried themselves in a way that brought out that inner charm. Brutella however was a shrunken old hag who had a body that could be likened to a dried prune. She carried herself in that weird way of walking and standing that she always did, and the look on her face while certainly…confident…was quite different from the others. After all, at least the other women who weren't traditionally beautiful had an air of understanding that but being happy with themselves either way. Brutella had an air of someone who legitimately THOUGHT she was beautiful, but reality very clearly didn't mesh with her fantasy.

The end result was a sight that probably scarred a few people for life, and not everyone was willing to take that in stride.

"Hey, get off the stage you ugly old hag!" one of the spectators shouted.

"Yeah! We came here to see a beauty contest, not an ugly contest!" another added, and before long it spread to a good number of people.

"Hmph! Some people can't appreciate a true supermodel these days," Brutella snorted at the remarks.

THAT caused a reaction, namely the spectators giving her a piece of their minds by throwing stuff at her, forcing her to cut her run very short.

"Well…that was a very…daring…attempt by Brutella," Brock said awkwardly. "I think we can all move on to the next contestants," he said, before muttering, "Mental note…ask a Psychic for Brain Bleach…" he groaned. That was a sight he REALLY wanted to forget.

After a very brief intermission for the organizers to clean up the aisle, it was soon time for the next contestants.

"Looks like Delia and Carmine are up next," Oak whispered.

"Oh boy…" Ash sweat dropped. And with good reason too, as while the crowds were still reeling a bit from the sight of that ugly old hag, they were met with a MUCH more welcomed sight. The Ketchum Couple entered the aisle, walking side by side in perfect synch. Delia was now dressed in a red two piece bikini that showed off her impressive build. It was slender with a toned belly that from a distance you could tell was firm which complimented her ample bust that were sizable yet never felt excessive for her build while having a firm feel due to how they didn't sag but stood out proudly. Her limbs were well toned, not feeling too thick, but still having some visible muscle to them, proof of how well she'd taken care of herself even after she settled down. All in all it gave the image of someone who could kick butt and look good doing it too.

Matching her was Carmine who was dressed in the black swimming shorts he'd worn before, but he'd ditched the shirt, leaving his upper body fully exposed for all to see. Where his wife was slender but firm, his build proudly showed off the fruits of his efforts over the years, creating a lean and muscular frame, his torso sporting a firm chest and chiseled six pack, while his limbs were well muscled, his entire body near perfectly proportioned from years of training and experience to create a build that perfectly balanced speed and strength for versatility…and creating a look that probably more than a few of the girls in the audience would wish they could get a chance to feel up.

The couple walked down the aisle with a feeling of confidence and happiness both from being perfectly comfortable doing this and from the enjoyment of doing this together, their appearance together seeming like a perfect blend of masculinity alongside femininity, so much so that when Carmine put an arm around her and pulled her closer, the slight blushes they had as Delia smiled warmly and leaned into her husband really sold the mature and intimate couple vibe they had as they waved at the crowd.

The response they got was both positive and probably a few people who were jealous of one for getting the other to themself and vice versa, while Brock complemented the couple's simple but meaningful entry. Of course, when it came time to show their entry into the Costume contest they had a little surprise waiting. Using a bit of her power, Delia hid a smoke bomb she was hiding till she tossed it and only returned it to visibility moments before it hit the ground.

The crowd let out sounds of surprise as the smoke covered the aisle, before Carmine created a Bone Rush and swung it, using the wind generated from his swing to dispel the smoke, revealing something else that had been hidden by the smoke. That something was revealed to be Pikachu and Bulbasaur. Bulbasaur had been painted blue with some fake balls of sorts on his body to make him look like a Seismitoad, but the most eye catching was Pikachu, who was dressed in a small kabuki-like outfit, with a metal headband on his head that had a pair of small horns on it, while doing a kabuki pose with a serious expression as he stood on top of Bulbasaur.

"My, what a creative approach!" Brock said in response to the reveal of the costume. "Here we have Pikachu and Bulbasaur playing the role of the Legendary Toad Sage! Gotta appreciate timeless classics like that," he said with a grin, the costume garnering a very positive response from the crowd.

"Why am I not surprised Delia would have gone for that one?" Oak chuckled softly.

"Well, Mom did enjoy those stories when she was younger," Ash chuckled a bit as well.

The show seemed to regain its momentum with that, and continued on from there, quickly reaching the final contestant and it was soon time for the votes to decide who would win. However, right as people began casting their votes, the sound of a loud engine was heard.

Now confused, most if not all of the people present turned to the source…and saw a bulldozer of all things barreling towards the stage.

"What the heck?! What's a Bulldozer doing here?!" Misty gasped in shock.

"I don't know, but it's heading right for us!" Carmine growled, before thinking quickly and grabbing one of his Pokeballs, as he'd grabbed his bag after their turn. "Dragonite, stop that bulldozer!" he shouted, throwing the Pokeball and releasing Dragonite who let out a call, before immediately flying towards the bulldozer and hitting it dead on, killing its momentum, but whoever was controlling the bulldozer just gunned it further, trying to push back against Dragonite who grit his teeth and tried to stop it.

"Is everyone alright?!" Brock gasped as they all regrouped.

"We're all fine, but whoever is controlling that bulldozer is hell bent on crashing this contest," Delia frowned.

"Not if we have anything to say about it!" Ash growled, pulling out two of his Pokeballs. "Go, Pidgeotto! Charmander!" he said, releasing said Pokemon. "Pidgeotto, carry Charmander towards that bulldozer! Charmander, Flamethrower onto the cockpit of that bulldozer!" Ash ordered.

The two Pokemon nodded as Pidgeotto lifted Charmander up by his shoulders and carried him towards the bulldozer. Once they got near the cockpit, Charmander let loose a Flamethrower right at the person controlling it…a Carnivine Pokemorph dressed like a punk, complete with a mohawk…and having an 'Oh crap!' look on their face right before the flamethrower hit, the cockpit shielding them from MOST of the flames, but still a good amount got through, leaving them a little charred.

With the loss of control, the bulldozer stopped moving forward, allowing Dragonite to gain ground. "Dragonite, Mega Punch!" Carmine ordered. Dragonite nodded and wound up a punch, his fist glowing before landing said Move on the bulldozer, badly damaging it. "Now finish it off with Brutal Swing!" Carmine followed up as Dragonite grabbed the bulldozer and with a roar, swung it around before throwing it in a random direction…which happened to be right in the direction of Brutella's Place.

"Hey wait! Stop! Stop!" Brutella shouted in horror as she ran to try and save her restaurant…but that was useless as the bulldozer landed right on it, demolishing the restaurant, while the force was enough to send Brutella flying away before becoming a twinkle in the sky.

"Huh, dat's actually pretty funny when it's not us," Meowth chuckled a bit at the sight.

"You know, this trip has been really good. I haven't had this much fun in a long time," Jessie chuckled, referring to the contest as well as the little bit of comedy they just saw, James nodding in agreement.

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A few hours later saw the end of the contest, with the group gathered at Moe's Restaurant again. "Thank you all for the help," Moe smiled, as he had the cash prizes for both the contest types.

"It was no problem at all," Professor Oak smiled, his throat finally fully healed. "It had its ups and downs but it was actually pretty fun."

"And we made plenty of good memories too," Misty chuckled as she was holding the first place trophy for the Costume Contest, while having a bronze medal for the Beauty Contest. She was a LITTLE disappointed, but well…third place was still pretty good.

"Yeah, definitely had fun with this one," Carmine chuckled as he and Delia held the first place trophy for the Beauty Contest, while Pikachu and Bulbasaur had won silver for the Costume Contest. Guess more people found Squirtle and Starmie as being more novel.

"What are you gonna do now, Moe?" Brock asked, looking towards where Brutella's restaurant used to be.

"Well, I DO still owe her the money, so after I pay off my debt, I think I'll go off on that trip I've always wanted to do," Moe smiled. "You all take care of yourselves."

"We'll try," Ash chuckled a bit awkwardly before the group soon left, Moe waving as they went.

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Several more hours later saw Brutella coming back to the ruins of her restaurant, but rather than just ruins…she was met with the sight of several police officers…and the thugs she'd hired to sabotage Moe through the day. "That doesn't look good," she gulped, and would have tried to get away but…

"Hold it right there, Brutella," came the voice of the local Officer Jenny who grabbed her by the shoulder. "We have a lot of questions and you're going to be answering them, so I suggest you cooperate for your own sake," she said sternly. By now Brutella knew she was in for a BAD time.

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And that's the chapter. A bit of nice fanservice to compliment the Beach Episode that is Porta Vista. Hope everyone enjoyed.

P. S.

Due to some plans coming up next month will not be having an update as I will be away. Excuse the delay, and thank you for the understanding.