The rain was falling that fine October day.  Mike had to return Kelly and Naryawen to their pokeballs.  Mike is now accompanied by Felix, his Totodile.  The rain was coming down, so Mike had to wear long pants and a rain coat.  Felix danced around as he enjoyed the rain when he was first  let out, but now stayed perched on his shoulder.

“Totodile, totodile!” said Felix, as he danced around.  However, Mike was feeling the cold.  “I should have bought a better coat, Felix.” 

“Totodile,” said Felix.

Mike checked his special map.  They were on the right trail to Cerulean City, alright.   They just had to pass around Mount Moon.  He visited Mount Moon enough it wasn’t something to see.  “Come on Totodile, we stay on this road until we come around this bend and on to Cerulean City.”

“Totodile!” said Felix as leaped from Mike’s shoulder and started to dance around the sign to Mount Moon.  Mike looked on to see search lights around Mount Moon. 

“What is that?” said Mike.

Giovanni was overseeing an operation put forth by his company.  He was at Mount Moon for a purpose.  His team of scientists were studying every inch of Mount Moon, even if they weren’t bothering the Clefairy.

“Boss, sir,” said one of the scientists.

Giovanni said, “What is it?  Did you find something?”

“No, we are still searching for it,” said the Scientist.  “However, we have found some rare fossils.”

“Fossils are of no concern to me, keep going until we look for it,” ordered Giovanni. 

An aid came to him, holding an iPad.  “Sir, we have a visitor.”

“Who is it, is it President Jackson?”

“No, sir,” said the aid. “It’s Mike, from Viridian City.”

“Hmm, Mike,” said Giovanni.  To Giovanni, it was too bad that Mike got caught up in his little secret war.  Team Xaos was being trouble, that was for sure.  He saw the news reports about how a little teenager from Viridian city had defeated a Team Xaos group all by himself.  “I’ll go see him myself.”

Mike and Felix continued down to the road.  Mike had sneezed, “Man, Felix, if I don’t find some shelter or a cave soon, I’ll catch pneumonia.”

“Totodile, totodile,” danced Felix.  “TOTODILE!”

“What, a research center, here at Mount Moon?” said Mike.  He and Felix ran to the research center and knocked on the door.  The door opened, revealing an older gentleman that was none other identical to Giovanni.

“Welcome young man, please come in and get out of the rain,” he said.

Mike smiled with Felix dancing, “Thank you, mister Giovanni.”

Giovanni’s make shift shelter against the storm was like a well lit great room.  The room was like a great room with sofas, a love seat, and a carpet.  Mike was in a bathrobe with steamy hot chocolate sitting on the couch.  Felix was drinking a large bowl of water, and spearow was perched eating pokemon food.  Mike was telling Giovanni of his adventures so far.

“. . . And so, I captured another pokémorph named Naryawen,” Mike justified.  “She begged me to train her so forcefully that I caught her in a pokéball.  It took some clarification to the police that I hadn’t broken any law.  And I recently got my boulder badge.”

“For you to attract two pokemorphs that want to be trained, you must be extremely fortunate,” said Giovanni.  “And no doubt it had something to do with your fight with Team Xaos.  You were the only one to stand up to them?”

“Yes sir,” said Mike.  “Some of the morphs didn’t even know they could stand up for themselves.”

“Yes, you certainly remind me of another young man I fought against twice.  I won once, I lost once,” said Giovanni.  “He was the most courageous trainer I ever had the pleasure of battling.”

Mike took drink from the hot chocolate, but his eyes lit up with fire.  “You mean Ash Ketchum?” he asked. 

“Yes, that’s the young man, you have some sort of grudge against him?” said Giovanni.

Mike then said, “Ever since I left Viridian, Ash Ketchum was everywhere.  Ash stayed here, Ash battled there, it was enough to get me riled up.  I want to defeat the man to remind everyone that he’s just a man, and not a Legend.”

“So, you’ve made Ash your own rival,” said Giovanni.  “Are you sure you want to humble the man?  Or not create a Legend of yourself?”

“Huh?” said Mike.

“Ash had so many adventures.  I’ve been watching him since he defeated two of my minions in Viridian City for the Indigo League,” said Giovanni.  “In a sense, I’ve become his rival.  I was so solemn in my dreams of conquest and he so serious in his dreams of journeying that we kept on running into each other.  When we had our battles in the Unova region and the Almia Region, it was like battling a master trainer.  I soundly defeated him once in Unova.  But in Almia, he defeated me.”

“Oh,” said Mike, letting it sink in.  Ace said, “spearow.”  And Totodile returned with a said, “Toto.”

“Ash deserves all that publicity he gets and generates, he’s been in so many areas and been on so many battles it will be hard to go up against the Legend,” said Giovanni.

“Well, since you put it that way,” said Mike, humbled.  “I guess I wanted to be noticed by everyone.  But Ash was upstaging me.”

“Oh, I think it’s a good goal to defeat Ash one day,” said Giovanni. “Just remember, you’re not doing to beat the Man, or to destroy the Legend.  You’re doing it because it’s your dream and your goal to work towards.”

“Yeah,” said Mike.

Giovanni looked outside, and while it was getting dark, the rain looked like it wasn’t going to let up.  The rain still splattered against the window pane constantly.  “Why don’t you stay here tonight?  I’m sure the rain will continue until late at night.”

“Mister Giovanni, sir?  What is Team Xaos?”

“An organization with deeper ties than you realize,” said Giovanni.  “But don’t worry, you and your pokemorphs are in the safest place from them.”

The room that Giovanni had fixed up for Mike and his pokemon had bunk beds instead of a double bed.  So naturally, this caused tension between his two pokemorphs, Kelly and Naryawen.  While on the T.V. ran a John Ackerman for President ad.

“ . . . I’m John Ackerman, and I endorse this message,” said the plasma T.V. and the ads went on. 

Naryawen said, “Why do you get to sleep with him?”

“I’m his best friend!” said Kelly.  “There is no one that he knows best.”

“Ah, but cutie pie, I’ve got what you’ve don’t got,” said Naryawen.  Displaying all her assets by wriggling her body.   Her toned curvy figure was displayed in a pose that would make some photographers from Vogue taking pictures.

“Ah, but I give him the best head,” said Kelly hugging Mike.  Mike looked at Kelly with grated teeth.  Soon he was snatched away by the Charmeleon morph.

“But, I can please him in ways only a woman can,” said Naryawen, hugging Mike.  Mike had a face of exasperation.   Soon Kelly had hold of one arm and Naryawen had a hold of the other.

“I’m sleeping with the Master,” said Kelly while pulling.

“No, you had Master all this time, I get to sleep with him,” said Naryawen, also pulling.  Felix was dancing to a dancing program that came on.  Ace was looking at both.  Mike was grating his teeth at their insistence about who gets to sleep with who finally he said . . .

“ENOUGH!” said Mike.  And the two pokémorph pets released him.  “If you continue to fight over me, none of you will get to sleep with me tonight.”

“Yes, Master,” they both said. 

“If you continue to fight over who gets to sleep with whom, I’ll put both of you in your pokéballs,” said Mike. “And both of you will get to sleep alone.”

“Awe!” said Kelly.

“Wonderful,” said Naryawen.

“No whining,” said Mike assertively.  “Now, both of you apologize to each other.”

“What are you kidding?” said Kelly.

Naryawen stated, “There is no way I’ll apologize to him.”

“Do I have to make you sleep together in a different room?” said Mike.  “I can send both of you to Professor Gary Oak, and both of you can work it out in Professor Oak’s lab.”

They both had looks of fright on their faces.  To be separated from their Master.  For Kelly, it would mean being separated from the man he loved the most.  And there would be no more pokémon battles, and no more dressing up in skimpy clothes to try to please and entice Master.  If he had clothes of course.   For Naryawen, it meant not being able to train to compete in the Indigo League.  Her dreams dashed to pieces, because she wanted his cock.  It would also mean not dressing up in skimpy clothes to please and entice her Master -- if she had clothes. 

“Sorry, Master,” they both said.

“Now apologize to each other,” said Mike.

Mike and Naryawen approached each other.  “I’m sorry, Naryawen,” said Kelly.  “I’m sorry, Kelly,” said Naryawen.

“I swear, you two act childish sometimes,” said Mike.  “Really, am I a trainer or a babysitter for bratty pokémorphs?”

“She started it,” said Kelly.

“I did not!” said Naryawen.

“There you go again!”

“You want it out right here!”

“TIME OUT FOR BOTH OF YOU!” shouted Mike.  He took out both of their pokéballs, and the light from both of them shined.  Kelly was absorbed into the Friend ball, and Naryawen absorbed into her regular pokéball.  He sighed.

“At least you two don’t fight each other,” he said to Felix and Ace.  Felix danced for joy and said “Totodile!” and Ace joyfully said, “Spearow!”

“That’s what I figured,” said Mike as he got into bed dressed only in his tighty-whiteys.  He wondered how the childish bickering can be solved between the two as he went soundly asleep with the rain soothing him to sleep.  Felix jumped on Mike’s bed and curled up and slept with him on the bed.

The next morning the rain did indeed stop.  Mike got dressed, this time in the same long pants and shirt, which were cleaned through last evening.  He couldn’t find his jacket, so he opened his door to find a white duster with black trim hanging on the outside door.

“What is this?”  Mike said as Felix came to his side.  Mike inspected the coat, and found an envelope.  He opened it and it said:

The Maids have deemed your old coat to be unusable after for so long.  The zipper was destroyed in the wash.  So they have provided you with a coat worthy of your new status as a Pokémorph trainer. 

Signed:

Giovanni

What, did the maids of this place actually give him a present.  He took the duster off and put it on.  It was made of bleached leather, alright, and Mike turned to Ace and Felix and said, “What do you think?”

Felix danced for joy, “Totodile, totodile!”   And Ace offered a wing and gave a happy, “Spear!”

“Lets go see whats for breakfast before leaving!” said Mike as he left for the commissary.  He produced two unhappy pokémorphs as they followed him to the commissary. 

With the day being so sunny and shiny, the trio continued their trip to Cerulean City.   Both of the pokémorphs looked very sober.  “What a great day,” said Mike.  His coat waved in the breeze.  Both Kelly and Naryawen were sobbing.  And behind them was the machoke, still jogging, still with rocks filling a net strapped on his back.