Chloe's mouth dropped low as she gaped at me, "…Over a hundred?" she mouthed, "I don't think dad even has that many pokemon from his sponsored trainers living at his lab."
"Gotta catch em' all baby." I winked.
"…Considering how much of a playboy you are, I don't think you'll have a problem catching them all in the future." she deadpanned back.
Zing.
Chloe of the sarcasm strikes back.
My eyebrows rose, "Not too much of a playboy for you to give your virginity to though." I replied.
I mean, so far as I'd learned through my journey, sex here was pretty liberal between trainers. Encouraged even.
The League after all, did want to increase the human population while at the same time having a surplus of trainers to own pokemon. What better way to do that than to have unsupervised teenage trainers travelling the world as a right of passage.
But Chloe wasn't a trainer.
"Well, with the way you spoke I figured you had a good idea of what you were doing and I thought it would make for a fun first time instead of an awkward one," Chloe replied, looking away as she scratched her cheek with a finger, "Plus…you know, you're cute and famous and have nice muscles. On top of that you were offering a path I could think on that I've been in a rut over for ages and I just kinda liked the energy you gave off."
Huh.
So it was less rizz and more just ticking boxes for her and pragmatism? Damn, I completely read her wrong. Even though she was totally embarrassed and out of her element at first, she stuck it through.
Respect Chloe.
My opinion of her totally rose just now. I can totally get behind that. Well, I mean, I've already got behind her. But semantics!
"I can respect that," I grinned, and crossed my arms, "So have you picked then? Cheerleader or wanna work for me?"
"Technically I'd be working for you either way," Chloe grinned back at me faintly as she turned back to face me, "…But honestly I'm still not sure. This is like a decision of something I want to do for the rest of my life right? So I need to put real thought into it."
…Oh.
She's not wrong, but at the same time, she's not really right either. "You know you could just work for me for a set period of time to earn enough money then stop and do whatever catches your fancy right?" I pointed out, "I mean, beyond everything else and tradition, I'd recommend something pokemon focused simply because of the benefits you get from being a trainer, like better interest rates from banks and the like."
Chloe took in my words for a moment, before tilting her head to the side a bit and humming, "…Huh, I actually hadn't thought of it like that before." she admitted, "That's not a bad idea either. At least I wouldn't be wasting any time that way. Still, I need to think a little on it just to be sure."
"Fair enough," I agreed, "Still, you should tell me your measurements in advance just in case you chose that cheerleader option so I can get good uniform made for you." I laughed, giving her body that I'd thoroughly enjoyed for the past few hours a leering once over.
"I'll think about it if I actually choose that option," Chloe rolled her eyes, "I'm actually not all that coordinated, I've never been much into sports so being a cheerleading would be pretty disappointing for you I think."
"Nah, you bounce pretty damn well from my experience." I laughed back, my eyes lingering on her large breasts.
She snorted and shook her head, "…Yeah, I'm sure I do," she replied before pushing herself up off the bed, "Now I'm gonna go take a shower and get dressed before you make me spend another hour bouncing around."
"We'll save that for later then." I replied as she walked passed me and made her way into the room provided bathroom.
As the door clicked shut behind her and the sound of the shower running started up a second later, a thought occurred.
…I actually technically have a hundred and nineteen pokemon.
Or I will have.
"Once you hatch, right little buddy?" I asked the egg I pulled out of my backpack sitting on the floor to check it over.
It looked just the same as when I got it. I wonder when it'll hatch? Hopefully some time soon, but it could take a while. Ash wouldn't pick Togepi's egg up for another few months after all in the other worlds timeline.
"I'm gonna make you into a tiny murder machine, yes I am." I cooed at the egg, stroking it it gently.
And suddenly-
Bright white light shone from the egg, illuminating the entirety of the room and near god damn blinding me. I looked away with a hiss for a moment, blinking spots from my eyes.
Before looking back through now narrowed eyes and watched in awe as the large egg in my hand morphed and changed. It shrunk a bit in size, becoming slimmer, but the shape didn't change all that much. Tiny little arms and feet formed, and the top of the egg sunk in, becoming a row of little spiky hills.
And then the light receded and I was greeted by a cute chirpy voice, "Togepri!"
The tiny little Togepi in my hand stared up at me with a beaming little innocent smile.
Awe filled me.
Life had just been born in the palm of my hands.
Literally!
"Heya tiny murder machine, welcome to the world," I cooed at it and gently reached over with my other hand to rub it gently across the head, "You can call me big papa ding dong Jord."
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