I got creative muse to continue this idea,. Here's the aftermath of what happened.

Pokemon Trainer Motoko

*Viridian City, Kanto Region*

Motoko, or rather Vicky Ferrous, is currently sitting in a seiza position in front of her family.

Her eyes didn't look up to meet them, as she was feeling guilty for what she had done.

Suddenly, she felt the touch of her grandmother as she lifted her face to her eye level.

Gram Gram's face was filled with a stoic expression, but looking at her in the eye, Vicky could see a whirlpool of emotions.

Concern. Fear. Disappointment. But there was also pride. Curiosity. And most importantly, awe.

I mean, despite the existence of prosthetics and matter-to-data technology present in the world of Pokémon, a fully functional synthetic human eye that looked no different from a 'ganic one was still a marvel to see to the people of this world.

After staring into her bootleg Kiroshi Optic, Gram Gram finally spoke, "You know, if I didn't know this was made of metal and plastic, I would have made a comment that you have your mother's eyes. You did a phenomenal job in making it look exactly like your original one."

"Mother! Don't praise her! She mutilated herself!" Papa said with a heated tone of voice.

"I know. Have you grounded her for her actions?"

"Oh yeah, she's been grounded until the day she gets married," which is Papa's way of saying she was grounded for life.

Gram Gram sighed, "Then what else do you want me to do about it worthless son of mine? How else should I respond to finding out this foolish granddaughter is a prodigal biomechanical engineer AND surgeon who invented a fully functioning prosthetic eye and successfully integrated said eye into her head without killing herself?"

Vicky winced when Gram Gram looked at her with the same look on her face that Jun made when she did something that put her in danger, but it faded away quickly when her brain caught up to what her mouth said. She took a long, heavy sigh as she sat down on her sofa, then reaching down the table next to her, took out a glass and a bottle of wine. She poured some in to the near top before downing the whole thing in one go.

All of this happened in an uncomfortable silence, her legs getting more and more numb by the minute. After her 3rd glass, Gram Gram placed the glass down and stared out the window.

"And I thought the day you found that island of wild dragons was a crazy one," She turned back to look at her in the eye," I never expected you to do such a thing, Vicky, but what's done is done." Her eyes narrowed, "However, please refrain from doing the same procedure to your other eye. You were lucky you didn't blind yourself with that reckless act, young lady."

She fidgeted in place, if her legs weren't numb she would have cried out in pain from the motion, "Umm... I still need to do maintenance."

"What?"

"Yeah, the human eye changes shape as a person gets older, so I'm going to have to make another one of these eyes to replace it. Don't worry, I won't rip out my other eye, scout's honor!" And she meant it. Vicky won't be replacing her other eye with a Kiroshi for the forseeable future, however, she never said anything about the rest of my meat.

Hearing those words come out of her granddaughter blew the wind out of Gram Gram's sails, "... very well. See that you don't. And I am sure I don't need to repeat this, don't tell anyone about your..."

"Upgrade?" Vicky added in when Gram Gram struggled to find the word for her implant, but it only served to make her, her parents and the family pokemon nearby to cringe.

"...just… don't tell anyone about this, Victoria, it's hard enough to keep the Pokemon Association, Team Rocket and the rest of our family away from getting their hands on you and our Milotic herd, we wouldn't want to add more fuel to the proverbial fire."

"I wouldn't worry too much about it, HMG-chan is doing a phenomenal job at protecting the Milotic."

Gram Gram blinked at her words, then her eyes moved toward her parents, specifically her Papa, who looked at her with a tired expression, "it-"

"She. She identifies as a girl, dad."

"Right, she is a sentient turret Vicky installed near the pond after the last time Team Rocket tried to sneak into our home."

Gram Gram looked at Papa and me like he had grown a second head.

"...what?"

- Ferrous Family Berry Farm -

A group of men and women wearing all black clothing marked with a distinctive red 'R' walked towards the Ferrous family home, intent on stealing the rare Milotic from their berry farm.

**INTRUDERS DETECTED.**

The group froze when they heard the cutesy, girly voice from all sides. Instinctively, they all readied their pokeballs, waiting to use them.

**ILLEGALLY REGISTERED POKEBALLS DETECTED. DISABLING... DONE.**

The team rocket grunts who had their hands on their pokeballs received a small jolt of electricity, eliciting a series of yells of pain from them.

Then, a giant turret emerged from the ground, a patch of grass on the top of it showed that it had been purposefully camouflaged there.

A loud explosion rang in everyone's ears.

A smoking hole had appeared near, inches from the nearest grunt's foot, who froze in fear when he saw the size of the bullethole, which looked about as big as a baseball.

**TO ALL INTRUDERS, YOU ARE TRESPASSING ON FERROUS FAMILY PROPERTY. VACATE THE PREMISES OR ELSE BE TURNED INTO SWISS CHEESE~**

To show it meant business, the turret turned on its laser, and aimed it straight at the head of the team rocket grunt who nearly lost his toe.

**CHOOSE.**

I might be forgetting some things about the last fic, but I only plan on writing another snippet or two before calling it quits.