Pokemon Jordinio Version - Chapter 21.1 (Patreon)

For a moment Gary just stared at his unconscious pokemon held in the grasp of my epic new Charmeleon.

Before, with a sigh, the brown haired teen's shoulders slumped and he lifted his hand into the air, pokeball in his grasp, "Return, Wartortle." he said, a moment later, a beam of red light shooting from the pokeball and enveloping the water type.

It disappeared into the pokeball and Gary stared at it, looking quite shocked if I do so say myself.

Quite possibly bamboozled, and I don't blame him. Gary was probably quite the hot shot new trainer until now.

To bad he ran into the awesomeness that is the Great Jord. Few could stand up to the towering heights of the epic me. Heh.

"Clap their cheeks?" Hilda's voice behind me broke me from my inner masturbation and I turned around to see her looking at me, arms crossed, one eyebrow raised and gaze so dry it would make a Magmar's tail jealous, "Please don't tell me you're seriously considering that."

My lips quirked up into a smirk, "Nah, it's just a joke," I admitted with a laugh, "Besides, you know the only cheeks I wanna clap are yours."

Well, not the only ones, but a little white lie never hurts anybody. As long as it isn't found out, or the other person isn't a dramatic little bitch.

"Oh, how romantic. I'm practically swooning," Hilda rolled her eyes, before snorting, "You know, it's kinda cute being a horny little shit at your age, but give it a few years and it'll just be creepy and annoying."

Well, she's not wrong. But, she missed something;

"Why do you think I'm milking it so much?" I grinned at her, "It's cuz even while it is fun, it's cuz I know I can get away with it right now." I mean come on, beyond getting a few more extra years to live, there really isn't much benefits to being de-aged.

Well, beyond the fact that I can practically sculpt my bodies path of growth this time around. I discovered a fun little fact about Chansey and Heal Pulse while going through the pokedex.

But, I'll keep that tid bit to myself for now.

Besides, the few extra years of living won't matter shit to me with my plans for the future.

"...Of course you do, I don't know why I'm surprised," Hilda shook her head, but she couldn't hide the way her lips twitched up briefly into a smile from me, "I guess this'll be good stuff to bring up when you get all famous and I interview you."

"There you go!" I clapped, "See, now you're getting it."

She rolled her eyes again, but I didn't pay attention, instead I turned around to face the fire type that had just won me the battle, standing silently and waiting for me.

Man, looking at him just quiet and waiting for me, his crimson red scales gleaming in the light from the Sunny Day above, Charmeleon looks all stoic and badass.

Like a raptor. Scary almost, but a certain terrifying coolness factor to him. "That's ma boy!" I flashed him a thumbs up.
And immediately, the cool stoic badass look was broken as a wide grin broke out on Charmeleon's face and he raced over to me and leapt through the air towards me.

I caught him around the middle and spun with him, "Look at you, all big and powerful now!" I gushed, "Next time he see's you that scrub Cross will probably cry."

"Char Char!" Charmeleon happily hugged me back. And god is he pretty damn big now, already coming up to my chest in height and packed with tons of weighty muscle beneath those gleaming scales.

Guess he won't be riding on my shoulders anymore. Ah, it only lasted like two weeks, but I'm gonna miss those days of cute Charmander huggable fun.

Now the gates have opened for the badass Charmeleon days and in the future, legendary Charizard days.

"So, is that your starter I take it then?" Gary's voice made me look up from where I was hugging Charmeleon.

The brown haired Pallet native was making his way over, rubbing one hand through the back of his spiky brown hair.

I set Charmeleon down and rested one hand on his head as I looked the older teen in the eyes, the fire type leaning into my touch, "Actually no, I only caught this guy roughly two weeks ago," I replied, "He had another scrub of a trainer before who released him cuz I beat him in a battle with my Beedrill."

"...Two weeks huh," I saw Gary visibly bite the inside of his cheek and shake his head, "Well at least I know for a fact you used TM's on this one, no way it'd be able to learn Blast Burn without being fully evolved without em."

"I've used a few on him, only about five though," I shrugged, "If I used as much TM's on him as you did that monster of a Wartortle, we'd have clapped your cheeks even harder."

Gary snorted, "Are you actually gonna use that from now on?" he asked, unable to stop himself from grinning at the thought, "I'm not gonna lie kid, that's hilarious, I'd love to see gramps reaction to you spouting that on live television at the Indigo League or something."

"Nah, that's something I came up with just for you." I laughed.

"Heh, sorry kid, I ain't into dudes no matter how muscular," he nodded respectfully at my biceps, then jabbed his thumb over his shoulder to where his cheerleaders were waiting, "I'm more into the soft and curvy variety as you can no doubt tell."

"Neither am I," I shot back, "And even if I was, I could do so much better. You're not bad looking for a dude I guess, but if I was into guys I'd be be going for way higher, like Lance or Steven Stone."

One of his eyebrows twitched, "Oh please, I'm way outta your league Jordie-boy." he snorted, crossing his arms.

"You wish Gare-bear," I jutted my chin out at him challengingly, then jabbed my own thumb over my shoulder at Hilda, "You can see the difference between us in just our travelling companions, those cheerleaders ain't got nothing on Hilda."

"...She is pretty hot, not gonna lie," Gary conceded, "Guess how hot she is goes with how crazy you and your pokemon are, she was not lying when she said you're a freak of nature when it comes to training pokemon kid, that Shiftry and this Charmeleon are seriously no joke." he admitted, casting a bit of an awed look at the fire type by my side.

"We train constantly," I shrugged before snorting and pointing out, "And like you're one to talk, that Nidoking had some serious fire power from how little I saw of it and your Wartortle is a fucking monster."

"Mostly through Tm's though," Gary admitted, "Granted,I'll admit, I had a bit of a head start with Wartortle, I knew I was gonna grab him before I started my journey and I got early access to him for a few months as a deal from my gramps for not starting my journey early like you."

My eyebrows climbed up practically into my hairline, "I thought you were waiting for that other guy before you started?" I brought up what he mentioned before.

Gary laughed sheepishly, "Well, I mean, it's one of the reasons," he replied, "Mostly, my gramps just didn't want me starting early, said it was too dangerous or something like that and gave me a bunch of things in return for not starting off so early."

You know, I wondered about something a bit and this might be the answer to why. I mean, Professor Oak doesn't really seem the type to spoil his grandson too much, or at least let him get away with the shit he's doing with the car and the cheerleaders.

That also explained why his Wartortle is such a monster as well, being so much stronger than his Nidoking when they both had tons of TM's burned into them.

"The money?" I asked, nodding sagely.

"You guessed it kid," Gary laughed, "Gramps upped the amount of cash he was letting me start with, it's why I can splurge so much on TM's and afford the car and the cheerleaders, they ain't cheap ya know."

"Not that it did much good against you huh?" he noted, "I'll have to keep an eye out for you at the Indigo League."
"If you manage to make it past the qualifying rounds and make it to the main tournament." I grinned at him again. An inside joke for someone who knew he originally didn't even make it to the top sixteen.

Gary snorted, "As if I'd ever get cleaned out like some scrub and not make it that far," he shook his head, "Heh, not that you'll need to worry about that, now that I've seen how tough the competition is, I'll just have to train even harder."

"And buy even more TM's." I added for him.

"Exactly," he laughed proudly, completely unashamed of his pay to win methods, "Next time I see you, it'll be me clapping your cheeks kid."

"I already told you, even if I was into dudes, I'm way outta your league." I shot back.

"We'll see Jordie-boy, we'll see." Gary snorted, then held his hand out to me for a handshake. I took it and shook his hand, hiding a smirk when he clasped my hand as hard as he could and then wincing when I did it in return.

This is what all that gravity training is for!

Well, beyond having awesome muscles to get pussy with.

Gary clasped his hands behind his back for a moment when we separated and plastered a smile on his face, "Actually, before I leave, gimme your number kid." he demanded.

"These muscles are just too sexy." I mock lamented.

Still, despite the mocking reply, I did just that, pulling out my phone and rattling off my phone number for him, and getting his in return. I saved it in my contacts under Gare-bear of course.

"Now, I'm off to drown my sorrows over my first ever loss as a trainer in the tits of my adoring gold digging cheerleaders," Gary grinned at me as he stowed his own phone away, then tossed me a two fingered salute, "Smell ya' later Jordie-boy!" he said, before leaving.

I watched him walk away, clicking his fingers at his cheerleaders to follow him back up the hill like loyal growlithe pups and back into the car. He smirked down at me as he hopped into the back seat, wrapping his arms around the shoulders of two of his cheerleaders, hands going to their breasts and greedily filling up his palms with their soft bosoms.

And then the red convertible sped away.

I stared after the sports car for a moment, "...At least I don't need to award him a beta male card." I sighed.

Thank fuck for that. I kinda like him, he's a funny guy and he's got great banter.

'...Hmm, I wonder if I just stole Ash's rival from him?' I thought to myself with a snort. I mean, he never added 'boy' to anybody but Ash's name in canon, and he just tossed me the iconic Blue's 'smell ya later'.

Heh, now I just need to find Paul and mop the floor with him and get him focused on me and I'll double cuck Ash of his rivals.

Probably for the best for them, considering Ash is pretty jacked up pokemon wise compared to his canon counterpart going by what Misty told me back in Pewter City.

Canon, what is that? Does it taste good?

Suddenly my eyes widened as I remembered something. "Oh shit I totally forgot!" I gasped, quickly whirling on my feet, drawing a confused look from Charmeleon.

My eyes went to Hilda and then immediately to her chest, "...Fuck!" I cursed.

"...You finally remember I'm here after getting caught up with your new best buddy and the first thing you do after looking at me is swear?" Hilda gave me another dry look, "What even is your damage this time?"

"Your shirt isn't wet and see through from the Rain Dance." I sighed in defeat.

Hilda palmed her forehead, "You growing up can't come fast enough."