Roxie's Koffing Encounter (WIP Preview) (Patreon)

WARNING THE FULL STORY WILL CONTAIN: Roxie (Pokemon) Inflation, Burping, and Farting

   Despite the serene grace of a night lit by the full moon, Roxie couldn’t help grumbling to herself. Even though she knew she had to hold up her duties as a gym leader there were a plethora of things she would rather be doing. Her band had a show coming up soon, but practice had to be put on hold until she could deal with reports of someone lurking around the Virbank Complex.

   Kicking open the fence with her leather boots helped to expunge some of her pent up frustration. Lowering her leg back down, she fixed up the hem of the striped, blue and purple sweater that covered her black dress beneath. Waving about her topknot ponytail of white hair, she strode forward only to stop at the sight of the strange individual standing amongst the warehouses, dressed in a grey, hooded robe.

   His head was bowed down as if he was in prayer, rambling over and over again about something called “The All Seeing One”. Seeing that he was the only suspicious looking person nearby, Roxie got his attention with a loud stomp of her foot. The loud noise barely shook the strange person. A second slam got him to at least look towards her and show off his buzz cut, black hair and an eye painted across his forehead.

   “I beg your pardon miss,” the stranger began, “but it is quite dangerous here. I would advise vacating the premises until I can either contact my master or the authorities arrive.”

   “I am the authorities,” Roxie replied as she strode up to the gentleman without an inkling of fear. “I’m Roxie, leader of the Virbank Gym. Who are you?”

   “Oh, my name is Oko,” he replied, holding out his hand for a shake only to be ignored by Roxie. “Did I hear correctly that you’re a gym leader?”

   “Yeah, a damn good one at that,” she answered with her head held high.

   “Excellent,” Oko said with a beaming smile. “Then this should be no problem for you.”

   Roxie’s ego deflated as she was reminded that she wasn’t here to be praised. “What are you talking about?”

   “Admittedly it’s my own fault,” he said, tapping his fingers together. “I decided to feed the local Koffing population some treats but didn’t realize the…adverse effects they would have on their bodies. I was contemplating the best way to incapacitate them, but I’m sure it will be no problem for a young woman like yourself.” Oko paused and titled his head in thought. “You are over 18 right? They wouldn’t allow a child to run a gym, I would hope.”

   Roxie grimaced. “Of course, I am,” she said as she stomped past Oko. “Once I’m done fixing your mess, I expect you to answer for everything you’ve done.”

   “Best of luck to you,” he called out as she continued deeper into the Virbank Complex.